Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1859-12-21
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Lillian W~eRtw
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Lillian Wentworth was iudrrd very beau
tiol, JET 30 frail that she seemed far more
like some bright spirit strayed for q brief
season from the Celestial City" than a child
Of this dark cold earth should seem, MsSscs
OF soft golden hair shaded a brow pure white,
with . eountenance rs free from guilt as an
angels face, falling in showers Of silken ring
letsround awel- developed head IND swanlike
mack, rippled over shoulders whose polished
whitcucss aud perfect contour might have
well excited the envy Of even peerless Venus.
boog. curvlng hshes, Ike the gleam Of sum-
mer sunlight guarded eyes OF the deepest
hottest hbue, and the tint on that fair cheek
was dehcate as the blush that CLOVIS within
the sounding ocean shell. Yet she was no
child, save In guile,essness. A. strong, well
balanced mind, stored with knowIedfe both
practical and ~poetical, was hers; a heart over.
howtng with love for everything beautiful and
true ever spurning wrong and c~linging to
right cost what il would. She was truly
well worthy 20 bear the name Of woman.
AZ tho time our story commences, she was
at the bloomingage Of seventeen, but her sad
bereayements had so paled her check, and
enieebled her step, that one would think her
several years older. Her father had for sew
eral years been ono of the most successful
w W w VI EN- " n
many others who, when the giittering gold
comes sweeping into their Golfers, are seized
with an invisible impulse to branch out more
largely, and enter into the fascinating and al
Turing pathway Of speculation; and finding
out too late they have been pursuing an inns
.Iatuus which has led them INTO a laby riuta
rom which they can extricate themselves on
ly by the loss Of houses, lands and everything
upon which creditor can lay his fingers, he
soon fould himself and family without even
q home. The proud spirit Of Mr.. Wentworth
gave way under such'despairing circumstan-
ces, and hesunk into the silent grave. The
gentle wife Of his bosom did not long survive
him for with the first storm of spring, the
clouds gathered in thick blackness, dimming
the heavens and all its starry realms, the
fierce iightnings Kissing from cloud to cloud,
and aaon the.chariot wheels of the 'Storm
King Tumblingasif the whole heavens were
surcharged with artillery, she breathed her
last in the arms Of her beautiful, and now IN.
protected daughter. That mysterious hour
came when earth was wrapped in its most
impressive gloom; q light twitching of the
neither lip, a grasp at some imaginary object,
then q calm settling Of the pale features, q
short sigh given, and her angebspirittautter-
ed away from its prison, to dwell, with the
sainted throng above.
Language would fail to describe the an.
guish OF that young heart, as they laid her
last parent in the cold, cold earth. Obi
what sorrow bad come upon herl She who
had so lately been the petted child Of fortune.
thrown out upon the world without one to
cheer herl Those summer friends that
around her gathered when prosperity cast
forth her benignant rays, now when ADVERSE
ty cast forth its darkening shadow, e~nvelop-
ing her soul in gloom, and when she most
needed the tear Of sympathy, turned from her
10 worship at some more princely shrine.
"Alonel all alonel" murmured she. II.
tho happy, joyous creature, with a counte-
nance beaming full Of life and animation,
.saktes51uFBr mRrtnnru xrK ciouu vas gath.
ering, so soon to break with such fury on my
youthful head. Can il be can it be thusi
Len without one to sympathise ! Alonei-
Alonel AN are gonel Nay, not ALL, for
am | not one left to be tossed on the rough
pillows u poverty's sea? OF for strength
from on high, to pilot my frail bark. o! my
gentle and beloved mother, why vert thou
snatched from my bosomg o. God, if con-
sistent with Thy divine will, permit her snir.
IL to descend on earth to soothe and comfort
her only child"
Lillian, since the death Of her mother. had
given up the little cottage she toiled SO hard
TO rent and taken up her abode with a poor
widow, who had been a friend to her during
her mothers illness. 1t had taken the last
penny to have that loved one deccntly con-
signed TO the tomb, so she saw she must
quickly devise some method to procure for
herself the necessities Of life. Being unable
to accomplish her usual quantity of embroi-
derry during her mothers sickness, her un-
feeling employer had denied her even that
poor means Of obtaining support. Summon.
ing oil her courage, she applied for a situa-
ton as governess in the family Of the wealthy
Mr.. Wilson, father of one Of her old asso-
ciates one that had ever been intimate with
Lillian from her childhood. With trembling
steps she proceeded to that stately mansion
and as she returns we read in her downcast
looks the tidings of her failure.
Let US enter that stately mansion and lis.
ten Tor n lew moments to the conversation of
two OF It's inmates u hope you did not give
her the least encouragement, Ma" said A
naughty beauty, as she threw back her raven
curls 1T seems that Lillian Wentworth has
entirely forgotten her present situation. She
must remember she is not the Lillian Went.
worth OF twelve months ago. And then, what
woolo people Gag, it you were to employ herr
Ihey would think We wished to c~ontinne orr
acquaintance. l could never have II said
that Lillian Wentworth's home was also mine
~-1ys s our lGoverness.n
Ss,tsn ,oea o. employing her; but yon ~
Ssr remain silent on the snb;sc,, -" 1ad
hsJ L~~omS fTSuIfIng OF Us n we knew wdboa1a
nAa become of Lillian and her mo,h""" "hat
her "0u0' but what he would wish to empIoV
Lillian wondered IL her dear f-;.ndu
Sr 1 ~ sOrrow and how Der heart yearned
er,s ~o. IoVs1 she remembered her moth.
will ~ u trust in God, my child He
row. Suong lot the NOR
CHAPTER II.
to procure we're sm sSe attempts made by Lillian