Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1857-1865, 1858-07-23

Iemotons. Little does he know, however
how often have reviewed that portion oi
my life to which he alludes, or the mental
agony have endured from the retrospect
And how rapidly have the fruits Of my
folly ripened into bitterness and SORROW
In few short hours, have offended the
only man l ever loved, and suffered him
to leave me under the impression that |
care not for him, / have performed the
painful task of confessing, to him, my un-
worthiness, and advised him to seek els
where partner more congenial with his
own lofty character--one who has never
compromised her dignity by "stooping to
conquer" or forfeited her own esteem by
pandering to her vanity. Ihave also con-
fessed my sins to my noble and generous
father, and inflicted a wound upon his
sensitive heart which years can scarcely
heal And in addition to all this, behold
this letter But I will answer it at once,
and waste no more time in idle grief
penitence, without deeds, is no atonement
for wrongs done"
Early the next morning, Helen knocked
at her fathers door to know if he was up.
"Come in, my child was his response
81 have been waiting to see you before /
go to the spring. Have you written to
Mr., LeeP"
eyes, sir; and wish you to read the let
ter before it is sealed. also wrote note
to Mr.. Eskridge, in reply to one received
from him last night-read them both, if
you please, aud say what you think of
their contents"
"No, Helen, will not do you the in
justice to scan your proceedings now, and
would not have consented that you should
write to Mr. Lee, had believed you would
say more or less than is exactly proper for
the occasion So seal the letters and will
deliver them as directed"
She did so, in silence, but not without
a feeling of gratitude for his delicate con-
fdence and when she handed him the
letters, one look at her expressive coun-
tenance told him all was right, and he set
off for the spring where, instead of Mr..
Lee, he met his servant, from whom Mr..
Berne learned that Mr.. Lee was quite i'll,
after passing very restless night The
old gentleman was very much disturbed
by this information and his first impulse
was to go directly to Mr., Lees room and
there deliver the letter; but, upon reAeo-
ton concluded that it would be more prop
er to make third person the medium of
conveyance. Accordingly, he gave the
letter to the servant, with instructions to
withhold it for awhile, unless his master
seemed quite composed "And, he con-
tinued "you needen't say nothing about
receiving it from me, unless you are ques-
toned upon that point-in that case, just
tell the plain truth, for people are apt
enough to lie without being prompted to
it,"
"Upon my word, sir" said Mr.. Motley
who came up just as the servant walked
off; eff | did not know you so well, I
should certainly suspect you of being en-
gagged in very delicate negotiation, l
find you here just as day has fairly dawned,
and see you hand a letter to some ones
the owner be male or
female l can not say--and then slip an
other into your pocket, no doubt received
from the same servant, as common carrier
for the occasion"
at is true, my young friend, said Mr.,
Berne, in grave tone, "that you find me
engaged in delicate negotiation, but you
are wrong in your conclusions. Both let
ters are directed to gentlemen and the
one you saw me put in my pocket, Helen
requested me to place in your hands, for
Mr.. Eskridge, and l was just going in
search of you"
81 hope you are not offended, by my
levity, sir p said Motley, observing Mr..
Berne's unusual gravity. Though I am
sure you know me too we'll to suppose
intended any offence"
at is true, Mr., Motley, I am less at ease
than usual and if yon see an occasional
cloud upon my brow, rest assured, it
No evil IN Won
"Nor to any one else, sir; for have
never seen cloud upon your brow through
which the sun of bencvolonce was not dis
tinctly visible--But tell me how Jane is
this morning"
THAT question I can not answer, Mr..
Motley, for she was asleep when l left
But you can call after breakfast, and
enouire of her | NAV he absent hut Lot |