Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1857-1865, 1859-08-05
CLARKSV1LLE, TENN, FRIDAY. AUGUST 5, 1859

never LOlu so DelOTe bO-nIEnJ.
Because | did not deem it necessary tC
: tell thee, he observed bitterly. Il though
you understood the look of my eyes, the
touch of my hand and tone of my voice
To tell you that loved you would have
seemed to me like painting the rainbow
/" or lending lustre to the light of the stars
But, alas, / see have been mistaken !
The love of the world, to secure itself
must gable and speak itself out, or the
loudest goose will be the victor
You arc very bitter, Charles
Pardon me, but / feel bitterly. Good
night, Ida.
Let us part friends.
Friends Eli? Friends What does
that mean Not enemies p ..sf
More than that, Charles. Let us part
friends
Not enemies 7 answered the young man
as he coldly received in his own her soft
hand, with which she warmly clasped his.
/ l can never hate thee. When [ die, Ida,
your image will be found engraven upon
my inmost heart Good night If | never
more speak to thee, do not imagine | hate
thee. But can never look again upon
the form that is possessed by my rival
Good night
He left the gate and walked rapidly on
ward. She impusvely followed him half
a-dozen steps, but seeing he paid no at
tention to her pursuing feet, though he
must have heard them upon the pavement
she stopped, clasped her hands together
upon her bosom, sighed heavily and said,
'Oh, that had before known how Charles
loved me Yethe never told his love-
He was so diffident and distant, while Will
liam pressed his suit with so much fervor
Poor Charles I wish he could understand
that love him Gas friend,) though Will
liam is to be my husband
'Wi-po-will wi-po-wilr cried, in plain
tive notes, whip -poor-will in the top of
neighboring tree
What doleful cry. This birds note
sounds ominously, and makes me feel
fear she said, as she returned slowly to
the gate They say it sings thus only
when some evil is to happen to the
hearcr. Shall l go in or wait for
William she soliloquized as she fingered
near the gate. He was to be here at nine
o'clock, and the bell for nine will soon
ring
The young girl, with torn heart-for
she loved both lovers, (but William most
and tenderest, having also pledged him
her hand, heart and troth) fingered long
after the nine o'clock bell had rung, for
William had promised her he would come
at nine With every note of the bell she
expected to hear blended the sound of his
footstep. Half-past nine, and her mother
came out to her and said
Ida. you ought to be in, dear. Where
is WilliamY
Perhaps, some engagement You know
he is but a clerk, and hasn't his time to
himself, poor young man, as Mr.. Reding
ton has, who is rich. / must confess |
am surprised that you should have select
ed the poor one.
'He selected me, mother
But you know that on the least en-
couragement the richer would have asked
you.
Il did encourage him because he was
rich. l could not trust myself. l feared
might be thinking of his fortune so /
let the one who offered first have my hand.
well, William is a good young man,
and will make you happy But you know
my opinion. | would rather you would
have married Mr.. Re -dington. That fine
house his mother lives in would have
been yours at herdeath, with carriage
and all that
Don't talk of such things, mother
They do not come into my thoughts I
shall be perfectly happy with William
And since l have seen the exhibition of
anger and feeling shown by Charles this
evening, see he has fearful temper,
which might have made me wretched as
his wife,
We'll, come in, dear child. 1t is full
quarter to ten. Honest people ought to
be in bed half an hour after bell-ringing
Il will come in soon, dear mamma. l
think William will be here by ten l will
Just meet him at the gate here, and say
good night to him. He was to bring me
a wedding ring.
We'll, at ten you must come in. Tie
your handkerchief over your head, Ida,
for feel there is a dew
: Ten was struck by the old clock in the
house, but Ida's lover had not come. She
waited till ten minutes past, when, slowly
and wonderingly, she returned to the
house.
lie has never failed me before, she
said but perhaps something has detained
him. 1t canuot be that, now that am
engaged to him, he loves ne less, and
thinks he need not be so punctual to his
engagements as he was when he was not
sure of me and was trying to win my
consent. >
How sensitive, how jealous, how exact
ing is true love,
Ida re-entered the house, and by and
by retired, but not until all hope of seeing
William that night had expired.
In the morning she dreamed dream
She believed that she was walking arm-iu-
arm with William by the side of the river
when n mermaid rose before them out of