Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1859-04-21
NEW SERIES, VOL 8, NO III

upon 5ecominga lawyer-and Edward Gam
eron was receiving an education suitable
for making him a learned and distinguished
mechanic. At the expiration Of that time
the former took bis departure for one of the
learned institutions of our country, and the
latter became apprentice to one of the best
carpenters of Philadelphia.
Six years have passed since the period al
which our story commenced.
In the parlor of plain, though comfort.
ably furnished house, in a pleasant part ol
the city, sat two beings, both young and
handsome, gentleman and lady. The
former possessed a high and lofty brow that
told of intellect and intelligence; a fine
contour of features, and q somewha: slight,
yet manly form. We have said he was youn
yet in his countenance there seemed to dwell
a slight shade of care and melancho ly.-
Whilst conversi1g with the lady his dark
hazel eyes beamed with sparkling Bright
ness, but soon again it would flee, and a
troubled. anxious expression take its place.
The lady was being of loveliness and
beauty. Light and fairy was her form-ex-
quisi.e the outline of her featares-and soft
and mild her eyes OF Heavens blue. The
hues of the rose ard lily were blended upon
her cheeks; and the ravens plume wore no
Sarke: shade than the curls that clustered
around her snowy forehead. Her voice was
clear and thrilling as the wildwood bird, and
when she spoke to him, It seemed to wear
a still more witching tone.
For some moments they had sat in silence
his arm encircllng her waist, and his eyes
bent affectionately upon her. At length he
spoke as if continuing conversation,-
Yes, Marian, l long for the day when |
may call you my own-my own dear wife,
but fear it must be long hence
why, Douglass! why do you talk thus!
My mother would not Withhold her consent,
for she loves yIu as mother does her son.
4 know it-I know it. 'Tis not that, Ma
rian. l am too poor!'
Poor! then will sha re your poyerty!'
No, no; talk not of il said he with emo
ton; j could not dare subject you to it.
Besides, ] swore, when frs. started in life,
that never would | call woman wife until
| could give her worthy home. love you,
and ] would not'see you live in
poverty--perhaps in want Bu' must 60
10 my Office he added; some lucky god-send
may come to me vet
He imprinted kiss upon her cheek, and
then putting on his gloves and hat, depart
ed.
He walked slowly along after quitting
evening IN spriug, med,tating upon his dark
some prospects. A deep sigh ever and anon
arose from his bosom, and his hand was
raised at intervals to dash away tear. He
needed not the gay throngs that passed him
BY, BIT, strode moodily onward, wrapped in
h,s gloomy reflections.
Yes! | am poor-a poor genteman--a
poor lawyer he muttered bitterly. Would
TO God were bui poor mechanic, then |
could work, and earn my daily bread at least.
But am a gentleman LAWYER! My parents.
peace to their ashes, scorned to make me an
honest workman, and made me choose ore
Of the professions, all OF which are already
] went through college trium.
through ali my studies-.I was ad-
mitted to practice but have had but little
practice, very little! The little money my
parents lett me at their death has now wasted
away. and am almost penniless. Good
Gu d! what shall do! cannot work; I
know not how The pluymates of my youth
are last rising around me. Edmund Cameron,
who my mother taught me to shun, because
be was a mecnanic. has long ago t'ken a
br lde to a comfortable house, but me, have
none for myself
Thus he walked On for several squares,
when suddenly he was startled BY hearing
his name pronounced. He looked up. A
gentlemanly looking young man, with fine i.
open countenance stood before him. He I'M
recognized him, and stretched
forth his hand.
.Ah, Douglass. how are you this evening!'
said the other. grasping it; i have aot seen
you for several weeks. Why don't you come
to see US o.tener! Come, 90 home with me
now. and spend the evening with me-xill
you!'
'I'd rather not, Ned,' said Douglas, hesi.
-e9
Yes, but you must. Come and he put
his arm through that OF his friend, and thew
walked on.
How is your bssiness. Ned9' said Doug
las, as they proceeded.
1T is very brisk at present. have con.
tracted to put up twenty houses this sum-
mer, and expect to realize a handsome
profit. How i, it with you!'
Bad enough in all conscience. was lust
contemplating my prospects when you met
me, and came very hear cursing my parents
Tor making me hat am, instead OF a good
mecha mic, like yourself WHAT shall do
know not
q feel ieI you, indeed said Cameron
warmly; bat you should Not despsir-s,ii
hope Oh
Aye, have hoped, till / have grown sicA
upon it. Day after day passes, and still nc
clients. God knows what | shall Go!'
They walked on in silence, for Cameron
felt too much sorrow to speak comfurt.
In short time they arrived before neat
three-story brick dwelling. and entered. i
was the house of Edmund Cameron. The,
proceeded along neat furnished entry, to
pleasant and comfortable drawing room
where sat a temaie engaged with her needle
1t was Cameron's wife. She was fiue Iuok
ing " woman, with pair of brig lit, ofack ewes
and countenance iuli of sweetness aao
mi ldaess
She arose as they entered, and the man
ner in which she greeted them showed tina
her breeding had been good. She welcome,
! lnuu Lass with a winning smile and sinaa-