The prairie news. [volume] (Okolona, Miss.) 1851-1875, 1858-09-02

Hours wore on, ana Sne nafNcleu tDat
he did not mention the name of lin SO
dear TO her heart. She knew that Archie
Stanley was his bosom friend, to whom
he confded everything, and, of course,
must know she was anxious to hear from
him. She dreamed not that be himself
had come on an errand OF love. She
knew not in his dark soul there was only
one CLEAN Of light, and that radiating
from herself. She thought bis heart beat
with pulse true to friendship and hOaor,
but alas, she could not look into the
depths of mans false heart, or she would
have seen perfdy deeper " dyed in hues
of Darkness" than she imagined was on
earth. Her visions of the sex were
moulded after the fashion Of one, whom
her heart told her was the soul of manli
ness and honor. Slowly and cautiously,
at length he spoke Of Frank Linwood.-
He noted the rising flush of feeling on
her brow, and for a moment his heart
smote him for the betrayal Of his friend $
trust, but then he thought he might win
the peerless Annie, and more than all,
her fathers broad possessions. He nerv-
ed himself and murmured, " lis not
wrong; all stratagems are right in the
war Of love-" He then spoke lightly of
Franks infatuation for Ellie Lawrence,
beautiful girl of NJ, and of their
probable marriage. The paleness of
doubt o'erspread her features, but re
membering where she was, she called
pride to aid her, and soon she appeared
as usual, save a Wild unnatural look in
her eve. Man is always first to note out
ward suffering, but signs of inward strug-
Gle fall unheeded on his obtuse senses
/" She is not so much in love as thought
| for" murmured Stanley to himself, and
growing bolder by the apparent calmness
with which she had listened to his false
hood, he approached nearer, and taking
her hand, breathed his own vows OF un-
alterable love. He told her how he had
/ loved her long, but until the detection oi
his Trifendl he had ielt bound by honor not
TO reveal it. Her hand lay passively ii
/ his, but she knew il not, for in her soul a
war was waging between hope and des-
pair. Could it be that he to whom She
had yielded every flower that bloomed
/ in her heart, was false deceiyer Ev.
cry wave that sparkled on affection 5 sea
bore on its foaming crest his image-a'
/ his touch alone had her Tyre of life thrill
ed in music. Could it be that he was a
trifer with her pure feelings ! Never
! Never! Surged the waves Of her heart
and again doubt flashed across her brain
Rising with naughty mein, with indig
nation in her eye and scorn in her heart
she refused Archie Stanley's proiieret
love. She scorned him for seeking to re
kindle a love in heart that had once
beat for his friend. But in her guileless
ness, she thought not of his perlldy.-
Bidding him farewell, she left the room
He felt that his suit was hopeless, bu
said he exultingIy-" If | cannot VII
her. | at least shall be spared the torture
of seeing her Frank Linwood's BRIDE
All. yes; have done my work too vel
there. There's balm in this thought. =
Thus this dark destroyer of Annie's peace
left, nor cast thought on the seeds Q
misery he had planted in the bosom Q
the fair mistress of "Rose Valley.
Oh! woman, how strong and deep run
the current of thy young affections an'
how often in their nncontrollable force d'
they lead thee to misery! Often, alas
too often, are their fullest and riches
streams called forth by one who does no
prize them, and the tide is sent back witt
all its weight upon the heart, crushing
irrevooably. With man, love is flowe
which he steps aside to gather. Not $
with woman--it is necessity OF her ma
ture to love-it constitutes the vitality Q
her being; she does not live unless sh
loves. A woman's
"Heart is but the whispering shell,
That answers to affections sea, :,
Once bound by Loves mysterious SPELL
Ii echoes love, eternally.h