The River Falls journal. (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1857-1861, 1859-09-21

| US from the great world without; l dlo
not lose sight of the literature of the age
| would not let the mind, with which
Mays was to be ever in contract, became
crusted, SO we studied together. l wrote
much, and calm peace and holy content
ment found place in my heart, while
abored for and with May. And Twas
not l rewarded? Was not May Leslie, in
her sixteenth year, all that idolaters could
wish-very beautiful, with beauty all
purity and sweetnesss l felt
That the truest poet who ever sang,
And the truest artist that ever smiled.
Could lever have dreamed of Q face so fair,
| As the loving face of my peerless child.
Never had one trace of her lowly birth
appeared in manner or tone. And she
loved me, Oh she loved me with love
second only to my idolatry-my worship
of her. Inever told her Of my past;
there was no need to burden her fresh,
compassionate spirit. Oh how [ feared
the hour when love should come to her
pure heart, lest his chains should sink in
to her soul as they lad into mine.
But it came-she met Herbert Falcon
er in her evening walk, and came home
with new bloom on her cheek, and q
fresh, strange light in her hazel eyes. /
saw at once what was to come. I learn
cd, in all ways could, Of Herbert Fal-
coner's position, his antecedents, lis
character, long before my little May bad
seen him the fifth time. He was visiting
across the river, and when lie began to
como to our home, forgot willfully my
own past, and gave them mentally to
each other; he was clever, good, and
handsome, and if not my peerless Mays
full equal, he would yet make her hap
pier than | could, for saw, long ere they
themselves did, that mutual affection was
between them ineyitable-both young,
handsome, loving, it was very natural
And Oh! May grew so happy, and Sc
beautiful. / used to see them wandering
down the same old land, through the
same arbor, watching the sunset from the
SINE bill, ana strange to say, was, in
spite of all the past, happy in their hap
piness. And when the summer went
over the hills, and the autumn crowned
the world with her bounty, while tht
grapes ripened, and the leaves lay brown
and crimson,in the pleasant garden walk:
at Riverside, Hebert Felconer led in my
May, trembling, blushing, but still will
her love adoring her ike a mantle, ant
asked from me her hand-"they loved
each other; would give my one rose t.
him; he would not take her from me; w
should all be together" Then | lifted
May from my bosom, and laying her il
Falconer's arms, said very solemnly.-
You can never love May as l hav
done, Herbert; yet take her, and as yo'
are true and loving to her, so may tb
angels write out your destiny"
Then | went from them, and left then
there in the bay window, with the moon
light falling about them. went into tn
garden, and sitting in the moonlight
whore twenty years before had sat wit
Harry Leon, prayed that God woul
spare my darling from the great sorrow
of n broken trust, that Herbert might b
true to her so long as they, walking tc
gether through the world, should, b
saved from death. The river murmure
calmly, the fragrant breath of autumn
fruit was in the air, and tho leaves fror
the NAPLES fell on my brows tenderly, lik
blessing, and SO I went back to tie hap
Ply lovers, and blessed them.
AYE" cried Herbert, with my pei
feet May L must be blessed"
'And, Oh" whispered May, "whate,
or I am, whatever there is in me goo
aud lovely, Herbert, | owe, we all owe
Aunt Florence, my more than mother
alb, if she had hidden me leave you, Hel
bert, must have done so; but now
"You have been very good to us, dea
Miss Florence" interrupting here, and W
will make you happy now, May and l."
X y X
Months flew on, and the next Septeu
Der saw the bridal of May, my own.
re-purchased our old home, and fitted u
for them the halls of my own childhood
'sFor May is no dowerless BRIDE"
said when Herbert expostulated.
"Dowerless she could not have beer
Aunt Florence, if she had come to M
like Lady Glare in the ballad