Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1858-09-18


6anced wife Of James Hill, an active
young merchant in the village, whom she
was about to discard, for young south
erner who had lately made his advent in
The neghborhood. True, she knew lit
| lie Of the latter, but she had heard that he
was wealthy. and she thought it would be
so nice TO be a southern lady with score
Of servants at her command, and she re-
solved upon her course.
The lowering clouds rolled back, the
morrow dawned fair and bright, and Ade-
laideTwenl 10 the picnic. Lucy did no.
go. Wild rung The merry laugh from If
ty happy hearts, and the old woods ech-
oed with their shouts, The day was a
happy one 10 all but one. James Hill
saw with wonder and surprise the aIlera-
ton in her he loved--he was neglected, &,
and the young southerner couited. What
could il meant He must seek private
interview.
An hour later, and he is in deep con,
versalion with the false and 6ckle girl.
She tells him that once she thought she
lOFcu uiIl, Uul HOW sue lUNtS llUl uOlJ
and that 'she loves another
James was astonshed, and his heart
was touched. He had loved her well,
when lie thought her true; but now his
love was turned. He did not hate--he
did not scorn; bu, pilied the lrif1iEg girl.
Miss Leland he said, your choise is
made. Hencelorth our path in life is Ci-
verse. Once, all ! but one short hour
ago, thought our hopes, our joys, and
our pleasures were one. But you have
Fwllled il otherwise. wish you happi-
ness, and hope tha. you never will have
cause TO regret your course. But should
an hour come VIXEN you need a friend,
you are free TO apply 10 me. Farewell I!
Six months from the above event, an
other scene presents ilse,f at Mr.. Leland's.
i! is evening. Beside a window sits
Lucy. She seems less soIrowiul than
she was when we first saw her. BY her
side sits James Hill, and within his open,
honest palm he holds the lily-white hand
Of Lucy. Listen: i once, as you are
aware, Miss Merton, loved your cousin
Adelaide. though! her all that was no.
| Bile, and deemed not that she could be
false. You know The rest. My heart
was left blank, and felt .hatl could
never love again. Time after time saw
your pensive face, and | fel, interested.
One day, by chance, our eyes met, and
then soul answered 10 soul, and |
loved as never had loved before. But |
was no, hasty. | had been Tilted once,
and | resolved 10 know something more
of you. have seen you much. and each
succeeding day has developed in you
fresh traits of goodness. | believe that
when once your word is passed ii never
will be revoked, and now, loving you as
dol ask you will you become my wife"
The little hand was pressed, and sill
very voice answered, Il will. l love you
as nv life.'
Tha, was all she said-bui it was e.
nough. Volumes were contained in that
ans wer, and, true 10 Adelaide's counsel,
Lucy accepted Jimmy Hill-and he lost
fliri, but found treasure.
While this scene was iranspiring IN one
part uf the mansion, in another saloon
were Adelaide and the souiherner. Llv-
|ingsion Durward was very fair appear
ing man but something in his eye bespoke
licenliuus fire, and a certain prominent
feature on his visage bespoke rather free
acquaintance with something stronger
than " aier. He, too, made declaration
of love, and was referred to Pa
Six months more, and there is dou-
BILE wedding. Lucy becomes Mrs. James
Hill, and Adelaide Mrs. Livingston Dur.
ward.
The former contented themselves with
making a bridal tour to the wild scenes
which surround Niagara. The latter sail.
ed TO Europe.
With James Hill everything went on
swimmingly. Business increased; and,
from petty storekeeper, he became
wholesale merchant in the city. From
counting his means By The hundreds, he
advanced TO thousands, and was known
to be wealthy man. He had true
he epmale in his wife; she always made
his home The hsppiest spot Oh earih' and
the loved best Of all.
Ten years have been numbered with
the past In narrow street IN New of'
leans is crazy old tenement It's d'lspi,,
dated condition reminds one oil some OLD
castle ruins sinking 10 decay, ana we
wonder if such dismal hole can posi-
bly be tenanted. We enter. 1t is the
midnight hour. That hour so fraugh'
with dread, that hour when the supersti-
tious believe that The spirits of the depart
ed return TO the earth, and walk abroad as
things OF flesh and blood; that hour when
the assassin's knife is so often unsheaih-
ed and buried in his victims heart and we