The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1859-03-10

for an education. Ny mother being dead'
he insisted on my sharing MargareFs, moth
er's care. My father readily consented to |
the proposition, as nv invariable moroseness
had, in measure, alienated his love. But
was not grateful; what free spirit is for
charity J. had strong desires, however, to
learn, and therefore l tacitly accepted his
bounty. - .g~i ...,,. a-a ... Il
/ progressed with unusual rapidity in my
studies, and was termed genius. My crav'
ing for books was Unsuitable. Margaret on
the contrary, grew up with dislike Tor
study. Simple, affectionute,, and cheerful
she was, but not brilliant, as her parents de
sired. 1 learned her tasks as well. as my
own. She was not envioue, but willingly
ceded me superiority. while she won the
the love Of all by her wilful simPleness and
innocence. She admired and petted ne,
and never treated me otherwise than as
sister.
She had cousin, Fritz Wolcott who spent
his summer holidays, while in colleges with
us. He was of that intellectual and poetic
temperament which we admire in men, but
which seldom meets with sympathy if found
in woman. Passionately fond Of reading
and study, he evidently enjoyed my society;
and |, with my hero. worshipping spirit, was
perfectly fascinated with, what seemed to
me, the congeniaity between us. We
would discuss and argue questions for hours;
and yet there was no jarring; all was in
harmony, even when we disagreed. After
our long, an; mated conversations, during
which Margaret always observed perfect
silence, busiIy plying her embroidery, he
would turn to her, and playfuIly addressing
her as "nd bsle," or IN: petite coasine, "
would ask her for song, or challenge her
to game of chess. He face, would ligh,
up, and she would utter some pquant re.
mark, or laugh in her merry, musical way
, seemingly so grateful that the literary storm
had snbsided. r'
thought he liked her as companion fo
piedSuHt TeluAdtiou, uot NV 40 oh Ah'SiASN1
t ual equal.
!, 1t was another spring day, drawn TO al
! eorly close. The half moon came timdly
up, aid the sky twinkled family with stars
d before the GLOW OF the sunset had fade'
e away. The leaves were scarcely open upor
v The trees, and the warmth of the days hat
5 not sufficiently penetrated the bosom o
h uciher earth 10 prevent chilineSs coming
ii on with the night
d MargaSet, with her love Of outdoor life
q and distas,e for any confning employment
n reveled, like la+1; in.,ta fresh, invigol
n utng air; and nov, as evening came Or, j
d a flow of unwonted spirits, she wheeled
g large chair oat on the por,ico for Fritz, an
T. an ottoman for Herself, ard insisted on hav
!. ing "summcr time"
e "Dut you will take cold, ma bells," he in
It sisted.
1t An in'creduors tosc cf, her pretty heG.
" and some miSchievous whisper. which 81
ID noyed. while it pleased him, was her onl
r. heed OF his remonstrauce. :, -. ,
She had been provokingly merry ar
$, wilful all day, while Fritz had been unuaps
,e " sombre. had endeavored in vain
w engage him in conversation, but my fasci
as alton failed me, or else he was in troubles
,g seemed to be entirely forgotten in tt
"summer time" arrangement, for no cha
IN was wheeled for me; SO SAT down. by Il
., parIor window, which had teen open, IL
O blinds remaining shut, all day. Faint ba
of the faint moonlight checked the carpe
I sat, besides this, in deep gloom.
49, Margaret's ottoman was drawn close
'ee. the chair of Fritz. could see them plai
X. ly, but heaven kpow / had no Intention
eve.dropping. Their conversation had be-
he at all times so unconstroined in my present
ed that did not consider myself listener.
ne / was thinking intensely, and was, if vii
ue drawn from myself, hearing only the m,
ID. mur of their Voices, without distinguish
Is, the words. ,.. -.
i "Margaret,' spoken tea,'derly and gu,
If. tionably. ... ..
un was brought suddenly from my drea
nd land of thought.
Of Bewildered, and momentarily stunned
sr; was as if smitten by blow. The one t
II. terance of that name had awakened me
ot thought than volume. had heard it m
m! riad times spoken by that same voice,
never before did it convey so much unspe'
N, able happiness to one, unutterable wretch,
de ness to another. l had lived in sw
misunderstanding of everything around n
mp even of my own heart; that explained I
ural and showed me my idol shattered, my bea,
ess full air palaces in ruins. >, -.
ms heard vague words besides, but not vi
Fritz said, "My treasure, how reckless |
vet of your sweet welfare," did compreht
,en my position as a listener to o tals spoken
all one ear alone. arose hastily, and, pass
ere into the back parlor, entered the halls.
sought my own room. Darkness was to
,or. preferable to light, so sat down by my I
lor window, and watched the dense shade
waving, almost without sound, on the q
Of the lawn. The shock had unsettled
60 that could not even think Of my desp
ite. The pain was in my heart, piercing, he
-. and incurable. Van ,s.+. tat. r',.