The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1858-05-27
RAVENNA, THURSDAY, MAY 81, 1858

: conhded everything 10 my ArtnurI Ior 'hat
was his name, and we had resolved, that, Il
aunt Chloe would not con ent to our union,
we should elope together.
"My sister " i'll call on you, to, morrow"
he said, when this had been settled. "She
wonders, every day, why you don't call on
her, as you promised; but says, il it's pride,
she's not ashamed to make the first advanc.
es; so look out for her, and be as beautiful
as ever"
4 I blushed, and looked down; and feeling
indescrib ably happy, went home, resolved 10
be amiable to der aunt Chloe, even il she
talked of Clayton ST. Claire all day.
But l did not know myself. The frs
words that greeted me, on my entrance
were,
"Nell, Nell; you must have your new dress
made up, right away. Mr.. st. Claire has
returned, and will dine with us the day after
tomorrow"
My buoyant feelings were gone. be-
gan to realize that my aunt would never
consent to my marrying any one else.
sat down without word.
: "Why child!" said aunt Chloe, reproving-
; Iy. "Not sulleu!
II wish Clayton ST, Claire was in Jeri-
cho," said, ready to cry.
: Aunt Chloe drew herself Up Sternly.
"NelIy WiIder;" she said, "once for all
it is my will that you treat him we'll. My
property will go to his wife, and to he'
alone, whoever she may be-"
.'No matter. ! and my husSard can work
: together" replied, forgetting myself:
"Your husband! Who may that individ-
" ual be!" said my aunt, rising, and approach
ing me, while she scrutinized me keenly.
L "Arthur Berry," md a rich glow suffusec
; my cheek, and thrilled through my veins al
uttered the name. mot my husband yet
D but soon to be-" And returned her lool
: proudly.
u "Where did you meet hint Who an
e what is he!" demanded my aunt, CROWN!
at last opprehcnsive.l She was very proud
naughty, and exclusive.
r 81 don't know, I'm sure. Something GU
: of the common run though, you may b
!. sure" said. with touch Of my old sauci-
~ ness.
: "Of course, or you wouldn't have give
ID your heart to him." sneered my aunt, losin
u her temper also.
It GAS you say, of course"
"You shall not marry him. will neve
d, give my consent. You shall marry ST
9, Claire, and nobody else !" DIy aunt wa
l now angry.
g "Aunt Chloe, you have been most kind
IN me-" said !. shall never forget how kline
Id But this obedience you exact would refus
re to nv own mother ! cannot marry MI
'g st. Claire, and shall marry Arthur Berry
y Oh, aunt, could you see him, you would nc
ts refuse to accept him, know !" | had ia
m len at her feet and clasped her hands, Will
ut tears filled my eyes. So earnest was |,
K anxious for her to soften, that I did not hes
st step. Nor did my aunt, for she was
r full Of fears tho, her family was about to
x disgreced, that she was equally as oblivion
it as n,vselG to outer sound and sense.
he But tie. l,eht touch OF hand upon n
bowed head sent swift thrill through vein
Iy | started to my feet, aad throwing my arm
around a,Jmahly form beside me, cried so
ed Arthur. plead with ,ts She must give h
lie consent II is just like a good mothe
Withholding it," -,
o. "Clayton f.! Dear Clayton j. cried n
ee amazed aunt. j.
X "Clayt I repeated, my in lneffat3
ng scorn, sClayton!" and luushed trinmphal
Use ly. : -
ere "Clayton," repeated my aunt, drawing
to Arthur towards her and kissing his forhea
The while on her face there shone look
,ed mingled love, and pride, and satisfaction
his | drew back in astonishment when he
- turned it.
I'VE "What does this meon!' murmured.
led "Forgive me, dedtest Nell, for steall
your heart"
re- "As Arthur Berry," laughingly in'erpos
IN my aunt; ,..
NV "ArtHur, tell me )" pleaded, feeling fai
Mt. ado you still refuse to marry Clayton
no. Claire!" he replied, hls eyes dancing W
i'm mirth. ...
fun "Yes, the vupid, purse. proud, nsuffera'
had bore!' cried, rushing from the rooin' Il
ed: he tried to detain me.
was Did return! Did marry st. Claire
- Ask this two year old boy, who has tra
- formed his lap into an inkstand, while
Ike, been writing you how met, and fell in Il
nc. with--his father.
hey 49, - ::
INV OeTSublime description Of an escape II
nch a Mad Bull:-Tbe bull roared like the n
n ing thunder, and ran like the nimbie 'lg
.on. ming; and springins over the fence with
ac. swiftness Of star falling from the hr'
nent tore my trowsers assunder. wit
:. crash as loud as il the globe had been 81
,loe cred by comet.
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are fea-"How cruel to the little fishesi
toia people to angle them!" exclaimed lady
'ula Charles Lamb, as they looked out OF
'een % s;naow ppon the new river. "Not 90 q