True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1858-08-25
z, Raglan, Editor and Proprietor.

minated al the White Sulphur Springs
On The afternoon Of a day too sultry for
walking, l was descending on horseback,
amountain by an unfrequented road which
led to the margin Of a little, picturesque
lake. The clouds began to gather heavily,
and | urged my lazy beast, in the hopes
ofregaining my quarters before The storm
would break. But hack horses are i'm.
practicable animals generally, and the
one | had hired at the livery stable. was
one Of the LATEST Of his tribe, and upon a
smart crack Of The whip. came to a full
stop at the angle Of the road, and began
TO indulge himself in various pranks. to
the great alarm Of young lady who was
seated quietly ske!ching at the corner l
had just turned. Suddenly she looked
up, and opened 10 their full extent pair
Of laughing blue eyes, which felt Ger.
tain had. looked at before. Yet, Of their
splendidly beautiful owner | had no reco.
lection. Al onCe--a thought--an inspi.
ration it must have been, recalled my
former companion Of the stage coach. /
was sure it must be her. As | detest
ceremony in Investigations Of this kind, l
at once dismounted, took Off my hat, and
assorted the fair artist.
"Pardon me miss, but it strikes me,
that | have had the pleasure Of seeing
you before. Forgive me for having in.
terrupted you"
She colored. and bowed slightly, and
then looking around, called
"Daniel Z"
knew the voice. =
"If that be your servant. Miss. / fear
he is hardly within call. 1t must have
been the white headed old negro whom I
passed quarter Of a mile from here"
She gathered up her pencils, and ap-
peared perplexed. At this moment, a
far off muttered thunder came on very
opportunely for me. | assumed a most
humble and respectful mein: %
Will you honor my quadruped by
suffering him TO bear you home, before
The storm descends 7"
She blushed again, and seemed to hes.
ita,e, but loud clap Of thunder aided my
eloquence materially, and the preparation
of few moments beheld her seated on
my l.orse. wrapped in the very cloak
which had kept her warm three years
before; and me trotting along a. the ami
mails bride. or occasionally seiziDg the
apology Of deep descent, or a rough
patch Of road. for supporting her in she
saddle. Soon the rain came down furi'
ously, and delivered my fair charge into
the care Of an anxious looking old gentle
man, who was watching for her in tht
veranda Of tile hotel. and in whom a
once recognized the papa Of the Stag,
coach. From her | received host o
pretty thanks, ane from him wha. val
ued far more, the permission 10 call OF
tho morrow. and inquire whether she ha'
taken any injury from the exposure.
Daniel," said |, to the old, WOOL!
headed servant, whom I met hurrying Il
the hotel, "how long has Captain Page
, been at the Springs r.
Z Bout six weeks, sar."
And is Mrs. Paget here also I"
"No sar. She's dead, sar. Nobod.
with the cap'n but Miss Madaline, sar.
Islipped dollar into bis hand, AM
told him to hurry home and dry himself
AZ the old fellow shambled off, he sal
! slyly: :.
"The cap'ns very rich, sar-very ric
plenty Of money sarah, ah y
}, Here was full and pleasant iaforma,ior
My conjecture was assured. No trouble
. some mama or brother father was ol
!. and well of in the world. Nothing coul
be more delightful. / returned 10 m
quarters in the highest spirits, and in
rich stream Of. Utopian visions, engage
' my apartments in the town for "tw
Z months certain"
r Ny call on the following day wac kint
d ly received and perhaps because he wa
!. in want of amusement, Captain Pag'
I certainly rather encouraged than acquie
!, in the approach / made TO become hab
tue under his roof, ! thought it bes
!, however, to cautiously abstain from reca
Q ling to his memory our former meeting
a But with Madaline was not SO scrl
y pulous and as soon as we became lole
I'll, -,oJ c..anI, aud ,uaa rsrmitked