Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1857-1865, 1857-10-30
attention due her. | gave her all but my
heart. and that was alwavs vours sR~isfr

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heart, and that was always yours. u
''At last she died and left me all her
wealth. ! was free, and at last my heart
turned to you, ! then sought for you
everywhere, and at last I have found you. :
"God be praised that you are poor, 50
that I may prove my disinterested attach
ment to you. l offer you my heart, hand
and fortune. ofer you o love that has
Iincreased in fervor every year. BE mine,
my Beatrice my wife,"
he took her hand as he spoke; she With !.
drew5it Instantly. N,'i ~
Beatrice, " he said, 81 know you well.
I forgive you your cruel words, for it is
your pride that forbade you to show. any
regret at your separation. In your heart
Iof hearts you love me even. now, when
with bitter words in your pride 5ou sent
me from you. Your eyes sparkled at my
coming, Beatrice your heart plead for
me when your resolute will stilled its voice.
OH do not, my Beatrice, for such hol-
low triumph, prepare lifetime of misery
for yourself and me. |" 49,
She drew up her tall figure to its full
height. a - ' = g'''''si' 2 -
aYes Louis Meredith, I did love you
once," she said though / blush to own
it; loved you for what l thought you
were-a noble and true man. 1t was the
ideal, not the real man that loved
Thanks to you, you opened my eyes-long
since | ceased to love you. And you could
flatter yourself that you had power to
move me. No, sir, your coming could nei-
ther bring the blood to my cheeks, quick
en- my pulses, or make my heart beat. ]
did start at your entrance but it was be-
cause I Tcxpected momentarily theentrance
of him whom I do love with my whole
heart-my pffianced husband--whose step
l hear even now approaching, Remain,
if you choose, 1 win show you man, such
as you must become ere you win the heart
of true woman. Forgive me, if / have
been too harsh, but learn this lesson, that
he who sells himself for money, sinks be-
low the level of man, and forfeits all
claims to be treated as such" = -
Without word Louis Meredith bowed
and withdrew, sadder if not wiser man,
as the betrothed of Beatrice entered the
apartment.
A few weeks later, in those spacious par
lors, surrounded by her friends, Beatrice
gave her hand where she had long since
given her heart Never had she looked so
lovely as now, when with holy confidence,
she entrusted her happiness to the keep
ing of the man of her choice, and never
during long life of mingled prosperity
and adyersity, did she have occasion to
regret it,
BRowNLcw ON JOHN Mitchell. .-4Soon
after the fracus between John Mitchell. the
Irish Patriot and VIM. Fleming, editor of
the Knoxville Register, Brownlow had the
following: sl haa ,ias aa ySr'
ave have no quarrel with any gentle
man who is fond of John MITCHELL or who
admires any traits of character he may pos
sess. We are in a free country, and have
a perfect RIGHT to select our own associates.
We want nothing to do MitchellLwe
have no respect for him-and we certainly
have no fear Of him, His staggering up
and down the dashing fro n one
side to the other, with an air of triumph,
after his coWGrdty assault upon Fleming,
only afforded us confirmation of what We.
had previously settled down upon as true
namely, the blood of scoundrels had
coursed through his veins, and the veins
OF his ancestors, since the food, annually
becoming more corrupt as it approached
the nineteenth centuryl And if God, in
the lawful exercise of his prerogative, had
deemed it proper to impress upon our face
the conference.-the had given to j ohm Mitch
ell, we should long since have Joined our
fortunes TO those of an "Algerine banditti, -
as the only way Of answering the end of
our creation"
WoMAN's DEvoTIoN.-Out of the dark
scene of murder and outrage that attended
the massacre of the English residents at
Cawnporc, there comes one of those Incl.
dents which through all ages have proved
the heroism of women and their devotion
to those who have secured their love-
When, as the narrativerof an eye witness
tells the tale, the unfortunate Englishmep'
were led out to death, their wives followed
and clinging to them asked only that they
might dicwith them. History has recor.
ded no more touchingscene than must have
presented itselfin the Cawnpore slaughter