Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1859-03-23

the fascinating mazes OF the waltz; aTex-
cept myself and having declined dahcing,
| took seat in quiet corner for thepur-
pose of watching the various arrivals, and
studying the character of the various ball
room beaux and bellies. Various as the
features, were the dispositions of the va
rious members of the crowd. Yonder fair
lady, who looks as if she scorns the very
ground she walks on, is the daughter of a
day laborer. She has no idea that any
one could imagine that a lady who chan
ges her dress five times day could be
poor So she dresses and firts away on
the hard earned money of her father, with
out caring if the mother does have to cook
and scour, to save the money she spends.
Poor girl / pity you, but the MAJ who is
entrapped by your arts is more to be pit
led. Yonder gentleman" with his cream
colored kids and Immaculate neck-tie,
thinks he has the world in sling, and
hold of both ends of it; but if he don't
mind, he will be in closer places than this
ere long, if he don't pay "those little ac-
counts" that stare HMM the face every
time he enters his room. But there sits
real lady. I know it by her manners
How kind she is to every one, ah! verify,
she will have her reward
But Mrs. Sanborn soon espied me, and
ended my criticism, by b1inging up light
completed, wax doll-looking fixture, dress
ed in the latest Partisan agony, and with a
mustache that nearly hid his selfconceit-
ed, monkeyfed phiz, whom she introduced
as Mr.. Drawler. The Exquisite" settled
himself down with an indescrbable air,
and exclaimed-"Aw, NTH Fairfield, l
think thith is yonr first appearanth in the
ball room? | thuppothe you scarcely ever
attend thuch plathes; you literary ladith
think it tho childish" "Ohl no, Mr..
Drawler; far from it; think there is a
great deal to be learned in a ball room,
and [ very often attend, when / have no
thing else to claim my attention" "Thith
is charming scene! There ith NTH LIE
Vert-She's tolerable good looking 'Pon
hawno, Pm half in love with her already,
and they thay she ith worth plum. She
belongth to the thame party you do; does
she not, NTH Fairfeld?" ayes, sir, and
she is a fine girl; quite 'catch," in COM
mon parlance." Il should like to be in
troduthed, and [ see she ith dithengaged.
[ will get Mrs. Sanborn to introduthe me-"
and with silly, self-concei ted smirk, he
departed to hunt up Marion. Poor fellow,
thought |, it is well that you are not the
sole representative of the 'lords of crea-
tion," for if all were to be judged by you,
sition. ,xtheir high po-
The door opened and for wnrrv alr .-~
perfect silence, as majestic looking man
entered the apartment, accompanied by
one of our most distinguished lawyers, who
introduced him as Mr.. De Castro, the pat
/ riot exile. He could not be called strictly
5 beautiful but the dignifed look and firm
clear eye, showed that he possessessed
more enduring qualities than that of beau
ty-that Of true nobility Of soul. The first
glance was enough to prove that he was
one of natures noblemen. In my qniet
corner I could notice hin. well, without
being observed, and soon came to the con-
clusion that happiness was stranger to
r his heart. [ turned to Lutte LIE Vert, and
! o1 the expression of her countenance! il
:, was like one who had long sought fol
q some cherished object, and at last had dis
4 covered it-her cheeks glowed and hel
If eyes flashed eagerly. never saw her Sc
- beautiful. She looked glori6ed!
a Again the door opened, and one whom
+. | had not seen for years, entered the room
y with beautiful girl hanging on his arm
70 | say had not seen him for years-ah
: what mockery for was not every dream
" ~ Of my past life tinged with his likeness?-
os - Had not my wild heart chosen him as ii
m mor idol, and adored and worshipped him?-
~ Yes, it was so. The world called me col
1t and icy, and many had said that | wa
On heartless; but they knew not the agon,
m the despair, that was wearing away m
~ life. Under the caln careless exterio
ov they could not see the storm of passion th;
: was raging in my heart
no AS thus sat musing sadly, another el
40 40 tered; it was lola Tiyoli-how beautif
~ ~ she looked with her brown curls caugl
Ilv back with roses and pearls from off h
10 10 pure white forehead. She looked lii
Ill some inhabitant of fairy land, too beam
full, too pure.for earth. For moment 81
far looked around dreamiiy and then with
viii I'll faint cry fell back in deathly swoon.-
md Hastily arising to 60 to her assistance
;na encountered the eye of De Castro, fix
h s. upon her, and heavens! what look of a
ony. felt how it was; I knew that
md could be no other than the Arno of who
- she had so often spoken. Iremaired wi
.;no lola during the night, and after she "
a97 sufficiently recovered, she informed !
that the exiled De Castro and her Ar
ono were the same. This was their first me
;. = ing since she had left Italy.
av The next day I did not leave my 70,
:, - on plea of the headache, and it was
;na - false plea, for head and heart both ach
ngb As / lay quietly in my darkered chant
40 1 conld not help thinking of the ms
q -, = hours passed with Howard Clifton ye
Ia L . . ago. How I worshipped him! Tir
ever have changed since then; he is MARI
ami; and I-oh! yes-I too have changed.
- am no longer the little village GIRL
, on the authoress and fashionable heiress.
han how much happier | was tlen, than I
~as U',. now; brilliant and gay as Iseem. Ca
% be that there is no such thing as real |
y ,,;na ns piness? God forbid-yet In all the
~ ~ IS crowd that is congregatea here, ther
Y Yes - not one truly happy; all have trials
- oyor,, baoYf lrnowoth ifs own bi4tarnoc