The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1858-04-24

in fashionable part Of the city. All the
gossip ftheir own ncighborhood had been
discussed. Blanch had detailed in all its
| mnutr an account Of all the balls, social par
ties, etc, that had enlivened the season, or
that part Of it which was pact, together with
all the harmless little ilirtltions among the
country bcaux and bellies, and the weddings
in prospective, which these frtations were
the happy precursors of. The young men
next fell i'll singy and in groups for their
share of gossping dissection. All had to
bear II part in this general oyerhaulng, except
| Walter Rayman. His name had not vet been
mentioned, but Kate introduced it by n kind
Of short turn upon her companion, which
brought the warm blood, for moment, to
the checks Of Blanch:
You appear to have dropt Mr.. Rayman
| from your list of ,riends,'' remarked Kate
with sly. knowing look. "Or perhaps he
has been removed thence to occupy more
exalted rosition.'
! Blanch in moment recovered from the con-
fusion into which this sally from Kate had
thrown her, and laughing, as was her wont
under such circumstances, replied galy:
81 hope you will pa,ion me for 50 long
n"glecting to communicate to you any intel
igcncc of may at least Say--a quandom
.tjieni."
| This was pronounced with an arch look, in
aqnizzing manner, which Kate perfectly un-
lsrstooi.
" We had better be candid in discussing
this gentleman, said Kate, seriously. Per-
haps each knows something which would be
profitable for the other to know
"You having precedence in acquaintance"
| remarked Blanch, g. will take it in discussion"
"Thcn," continued Kate, 6 if report is to
be relied upon, MIR. Royman is friend Of no
ordinary influence with NJ isS Franklin
Bhnch slightly changed color, but said
nothing.
You see am posted on some of the
affairs Of Our county, notwithstanding my
absence. This Walter Rayman is a :. gay
d"criycr, and warn you to beware Of him
This speech brought the fire to Blanch's eyes,
and Size answered i'll forced cumncss
eve should be charitable to the fir fame
of the absent, as We would tread lightly On the
ashes Of the dead"
:" We should at least he jgsto thu innocent.
before we are generous to the guilty." said
Kate quietly.
"E%plain what You mean by guilty, if you
please, Miss Weston Blallch said, biting
her lip.
Kate threw letter in the lap of her friend,
saying: g Let the absent speak for himself
! presume You are familiar with the writing"
Blanch unfolded the letter, and as her eye
hurried over the page, the color came and
went as clouds across an April sky. The
letter ran as follows -
& My Drrling Kate In this quiet hour of
night, find myself seated all alone IN sweet
communion OF thought with YOU Altho' Won
know how wholly aud solely | am YOURS
methinks you will again read with pleasure
the story of my love- Sometimes | think
did man ever love rs | do Was there
woman ever more wildly worshipetl than
Kate2 And altho' others may have loyed
with like intensity very much doubt if ever
yon were loved as yon are now. Oh Kate il
woulG be most heinous for either Of Us to de-
cciye the other.
Amid the gidly whirlpool of fashion in
which may be placed during your absence,
there viii be doubtless many temptations to
win my love from you, but cannot forget che
woman | worShp-no She to whom my whole
soul is llghtcd-not she who is dearer to
me than lite--not she who places in me i'm
plicit confidence. ] hope. if ever do deceive
you ] may be forever baniSled from the race
of men; my soul racked in endless torment.
With what bright and glowing anticipations
| look .Urw ard to that hour-that blest hour
when standing before the altar, | shall press
upon those lips the sacred seal of enduring
love and call thee mine NINE how dearly
sounds the word Mine ! in youth and age
mine, forever mine
"Ip life to keep, and scarce with life resign u
pray God that this love which now rem
ders our lives so halcyon, may ever burn with
| increasing brightness upon the altar Of our
hearts, each day adding to its brilliancy, until
it blazcs forth in dazzling spendor of more
| than earthly affection. As ga2ed upon YOU
| the last evening Of our meeting, my soul went
| on an errand OF thanksgiving to God, that he
| ever bestowed upon NE the love Of such a
| woman. Your love to me is as the oasis in
| the desert to the weary Traveller place where
he can retire from the heat, and give himself
up to the pleasures which surround him; so
| can !, retiring from the world, within myself
as il were, feast upon the love which | bear
| for you
The approaching season, to me perhaps,
will be gay one-and You will be absent too
but doubt not my consistency, for if would,
| could not stray from you. | love you as |
do my own soul! You are, indeed. to me
precious the gold among the quartz, dia-
mond found amidst the sand, gem plucked
| from the drosS which surrounds you.
| Would that we could ever glide on in the
even tenor of our lives without wave to ruff
| ae the smooth course of our affection, would
we could have sky arched over our world of
! love which would never be clouded with dis
| content and doubt-would our lives were so
holy that jealousy, that monster, could never
enter the Holy of Ilolics, to make us for
while unhappy. | have, since | became ac-
quainted with you, loved you, you know how
well; and it is for you to say whether this
shall continue to the end-whcther l shall
ever leave you. Leape youI oh what misery
in the thought Oh Heaven do not pluck
from me this celestial flower, do not rob me
Of this Joy, do not deprive me Of this full and
entire happiness l look forward with in
describabe emotions to the hour when that
sacred vow, now registered in heaven, shall
be made manifest ON earth when all our
petty brols and heartburnings, shall be at an
end when l can clasp you to my bosom and
call you mine! dear, precious word there is
| tin ii; in thy nd nj