Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1857-03-26

depths of any human bosom. She was ev.
identity fond of him, and against the wish
es of her parents, as this stolen interview
sufficiently proved; but she was in all
fancy as in feeling, the very life breath OF
his being, as evnced by his every glance
Tone and gesture. She looked down up
on him, while he looked up to her, and
this simple fact implies difference wide
as two distant worlds. And hence the
mightiest mystery Of tyranical passion
ever developed in the yawning heart, is
that of the boy for the full blown woman
For there can be no love without the mad
ness of adorat ton.
Sweet ThdA ia, let US fly at once, and
never be araed MORE" entreated the
youth, in accents earnest as the voice of
prayer while the moonlight streaming on
his face gave him the aspect of devotee
kaeeling before the statute of a saint.
A troubled indelinable expression pas
sed over the fine features of the woman.
as she sighed:
1t cannot be yet; we must still wait
for the consent of my parents"
"And that will never be given" he an
swered with ascountenance Of measureless
despair.
We must hope for the best" she re,
| turned in tones as gloomy as those of the
other.
Il cannot endure it, cried the boy,
with strange conyulsive shudder Of the
lips; " your rich father spurns me like a
dog, and your brother insults me on eve
ry public occasion. Peop'e point me as
a coward and so | am-but it is for youl
f" You talk wildly tonight" murmured
the woman almost alarmed at the singular
cleaning light beginning to dart, as in
ftful pulses from the large blue eyes Of
her lover.
l shall GO mad if lose you'll" he ex-
claimed passonately, springing to his
feet and kissing the bright ringlets of her
raves hair, which its tears socn sprinkled
with the gems Of crystal dew.
Then falling as suddenly on his knees,
and clasping her throbbing bosom, he i'm
plored:
g Oh! my angel [ know that | am poor
THAT | cannot support you in the style
to which you were born; it would break
my heart to see those divine hands soiled
with labor, to look on that dear form thin
with want, or clad like mine. Therefore
| will never more press you to fly with
me. But why can you not love me as
love vou?-more than all on earth, more
than all the heavenY
The intense passion, the fiery poetry Of
love, touched also the soul of this woman
as she glued her lips to his, murmuring,
Dear Wade, [ dol do"
There is another way for US to enjoy
an eternal union;' he said in a voice mil
der than his words.
What mean you?" she faltered, recoil-
ing with gesture.
g Loving hearts that are barred from
beating together in life, may still sleep to
gether in common grave" was the start
ling reply, and the brow Of the speaker,
turned pale as the moonlight that hover
ed like some weird unhealthy thing around
his head.
What would you commit the fright
full sin of suicide, and peril your immor-
tai soul?' she cried with shivering hor-
rOr.
8 Who can tell me if it be a sin to dis
pose of my own life when it ceases to be
worth the keeping?" He asked as if in
dream.
1.-THE good book, the preachers, your
own father" she joined with look, Off
describable amazement.
My father breaches and prays, and is
ground into the earth by poverty; yours
curses and grows rich. How do | know
then which pleases God best, prayers, or
curses?"
Are you deranged, Wade? Do you
doubt the Creator?" she inquired in great
er CONSERVATION.
He cast gloomy glance at the sky,
and muttered: all is dark yonderl if
Heaven would have US to believe, why
does it not disclose its secrets? We have
seen many die, but none return to tell US
how they fare. Weguess not where they
so. What, if those bright stars, and this
dark earth, where all eternal, could they
have maker then? Has the space in
which they move a Maker also? Is not
eternity old as the eternal? All is dark
here and yonderl"
Alas! unhappy youth, the icy arrow Of
all the ages has thrilled thy inexperienced
heart. Thou hast tasted the forbidden
fruit that brings not knowledge. but I'M
dying doubt. Thou hast plucked the APP
pie of Soddom that grows even in the wild
woods of Arkansas, as it grows in the gar
dens of London and Paris, as it grew in
Greece, Rome and Hindoostan-as it will
grow SO long as the earth grows men,
Alasl alas for thee there shall never be
starry dreams, or thought with wings like
like angels!
!" Let US de-" he continued. gazing ear
nestly on the river; ''let US two go brayely
to sleep beneath the shining water, as low
ers have so often done. in each others
arms, and if the Almighty Spirit should
chide US, we will plead the priceless value
of SO much love and truth" And he
seized her with a strong clasp to his bo-
som, as if about to bear her into the river
" No, no, for Gods sake no." she eiac