Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1857-1865, 1858-10-08
NUMBER AZ.

-.r--..uu-,u,.u..u-~..
to be parting with her brother, aud hav.T
ing relieved, to some extent, the agony Of
suppressed feelings, they were subsidine
into settled grief, more under the power
of the will, to suppress outward manifesto.
tons, but dependent upon time and cir
lcumstances for ultimate eradication.
Mr.. Lee approached her, unobserved.
and was tempted to rotire--feeling that IL
was akin to- sacraligc to intrude upon
privacy chosen for the indulgence Of feel
ings over whose hidden source delicacy
would cast an impenetrable veil but the
impulse which drew him forward, vas
irresistible, and he stood by her sids,a
scarcely less moved than herself ae9
"Dear Helen" he said, laying his hand
upon the glossy mass Of hair that adorn.a
ed her magnificent head, excuse this in.
trusioni but could not leave without
oncc more, acknowledging the debt of
gratitude owe you for your kindness to
my sister, in strange land and far remov-
cd from kindred and friends. The debt
willnever be forgotten, though il can nev.a
er be repaid" AsaS s3
She looked up for moment, and the
tconvulsive heaving of the chest betrayed
the renewal of the spssmodic agony Of
feeling endured but few minutes before,
and, as she hoped for the last time. Not
word escaped ltcr lips, and bo resumed,
seating himself beside her, and placing his
arm around her waist. Is it just to us
both, dear Helen, to suffer wounded pride
to mislead an intellect SO clear, and stife
the yeatnings Of heart so pure? I
promised never again to mention this sub
ject but an, constrained to ask, once more
whether your stern and cruel decree may
yet be revoked" 2its p fia go f
Still she spoke not, but suffered him to
draw her head upon his shoulder and, for
the FIRST time, impress kiss upon her
lips f. tael ielt isHll9
" Helen do you still resist the pleadings
of your hearth Do you still bid me gop'
!" Yes she said, smiling bright and
happy smile, al still bid you go, but come
back again, my heart has conquered, and
| am yours, go now dear Henry, and when
your sister is married, bring her with You,
and my heart, my hand, all my prospects
of future happiness shall be con6dcd to
your keeping"
Her promise was faithfully fulfilled, and
up to the present moment, she rejoicesa
that the pleadiDgs of her heart ovcrrulcd
the mandates Of her head and as cxper.
ience brought clearer views into the oper.
atoms of the mind, her charity became on
larged, and she was prepared to see her
own and her husbands early faults, net
with the eye Of cynic, but of that true
philosophy which teaches mutual forbear.
ance as the surest bond of sympathy--the
basis of social happiness i'2i
Thus ends our unvarnished narrative Of
and if the reader has found
in it, none Of that thrilling interest to
be found in works of fiction, we can only
plead, in sclf'defencc, the rigid require
ments of historic truth Some of the
characters here introduced, have passed
from earth, but the moral of their exam.
pie still lives. Others are still actors in
the busy scenes OF life, and though the
hand of time is upon them, their hearts
are fresh, and full of those kindly emo. !
tions fostered by life of usefulness and
purity. taao