The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1859-06-15


Of nnlOss there is something particularly wrOnl
in calling upon you, crime delight to say,
have committed hundred times ere this" re
piled our hero, while mischievous smile, Tor
moment wreathed his finely cut lips.
"Now, George, DON'T" rejoined she reprov
lingly. ''You know what l mean. You were
sick-now you are here---now please tell mi
why ycu have left home when you were hardly
able' ''----.---a-#a -a--'s--.--- ra--s.ser's
Who could resist that appeal7 So together
they sat down upon the sofa, and then he told
her Of his resolution, Of the need his countr!
had for the aiding arm of every patriot, OF tht
heart rendinS cruelties the British were prac
ticing along the shore of the Chesapeake, of hi,
Captains opportunities, of his own wish to go
he told her it was sacred call and he would
he must obey.
During hisrecitai, Fanny's face grew shade
paler, while melancholy light shons from he
dark blue eye; but soon twas gone, and the
same blue orbs cleaning with love gared up a,
his moment and she said slowly. There was
sI"cerlty IN her words:
II am very sorry you are going so soon
George" ..s
"And Fanny, sorry am to part with my
friends, my home, and above all her whom
value more than all else: but have received
word from my commander that our ship is now
prepared for sea, and my absence alone delays
her. Duty before pleasure you know is time
honored maxim, and this is time absye all
others that every one should carry out its pre-
cepts. Our country must be rescued from an
invading and mercileSs foe, Washington is laid
in ashes, and Baltimore is IN such situation,
/ that almost nothing short of miracle can pre-
vent its fall; then will Philadelphia and New
| York follow in its wake, to be sacked and pill
aged by ruthless soldiery. Thus every point
Of importance will be in the hands of the Brit
| ish, and with our country PROSTATE the star OF
liberty will set perhaps forever. No, Fanny,
much as love the spot upon which was born,
and all is attendant happiness. cannot think
Of abandoning my country in this hour of peril,
but will lift my arm in her defence, and help
end the struggle, for her freedom and her glo.
ry"
"Paldon me, George" said Fanny "and may
my country forgive me for desiring to withdraw
brave arm from her support. This is indeed
disastrous news from Washington, and we know
not how soon our foes will descend upon ou,
homes. This now is terrible, and its attendant
honors spread misery broadcast over the land,
bringing desolation TO every hearh-stone -
Frenchtown is burned and George, have a
terrible presentment that-Ilavre-de- Grace too
is doomed. But 60 fight Americas battles, may
high Heaven protect you, and smile upon the
cause fright and justice; and when the battles
are over, and you return, then"
Then" said George, "then Fanny, you
will"
The sable head OF Sancho appearing at the
door, the sentence remained unfiniShed--he
sentence never was Finished but their eloquent
eyes which met told its unspoken meaning.
"Well Sancho, what is the matter?" inquir-
ed Fanny.
as massa Manton heah?" asked the negro
with an awkward attempt at bow.
"What would you do with him?'' asked our
hero, hurriedy. e'
"Why sab, short Jim, he say he hab arriv
jis from de pint, an he want to see um mejitly."
"What is Abrams here?" rising to his Ieet.
"Yes sab, he be down to de door waitin---
he won't not come i'm
"Well, tell him | will be with him mmedi-
ately," returned the lieutenant as the negro
withdrew. Then turning to Fanny said, "T
must now goa look-ou WHO has been station
ed at the Point, has come in, perhaps with i'm
portant information. We will meet again be
fore my final departure" and printing kiss
upon her pale forehead, took his leave.
"Slncho," said he, as he again threw the
cloak over his shoulders, "bring Ponto to the
landing in an hour or two,' and throwing him a
coin, the negro gladly promised to bring his
steel 10 the beach. Passing out the door, he
paused a moment upon the step; perhaps 20
view the quiet scene around him, perhaps mus
ing upon the mutating phases of the war, or
what is Nore likely, thinking OF the fair one
whose presence he had just LEFT Leaving h m
to his cogitations for while, we will close the
chapter. ,'e