St. Cloud Democrat. [volume] (Saint Cloud, Stearns County, Minn.) 1858-1866, 1859-10-27
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Written For The St. Cloud Democrat.
GERTRUDE CLINTON:

Nrltten For Inc st. Cloud Democrat.
GERTRUDE CLINTON;
AMBITION
MRS. s. G. SHAW.
So you and Henry Moreton are enga-
gcd to be married who would have
thought it ?" exclaimed Emily Somers, as
s.4o cast an arch glance at her companion
10 WATCH The emotion which her abrupt
remark might awaken. But Gertrude
needed nos the qusstlon-yhe was. busy
with her own thoughts, which, if we
might Judge from the smile which played
about her lips, or the soft light which
slumbered meath her dark lashes, were
pleasant to her mind. And an occasional
start, and eager look, told of that happy
time, when each mo1uent is to bring to our
presence dearly loved friend. One word
only had she heard, and as she eagerly
repeated
Harry Mereton what of him ?" her
thoughts were all betrayed.
"True enough, what Of him ?" and
Emily's merry laugh awoke the bright
canaries, who, forgetting it was night,
warbled forth glad sweet song. :
"What of him ? are you not engaged,
and have been these last six months F.? no
thoughts, no words for other save him
should say, what Of him? wild, fantastic
boy-a mere youth-and he your lover
hardly out Of his teens, and you engaged
you, so gifted and so proud!" and
again that silvery laugh rang out, As
Emily caught the snatch of an old song
and filed the room with her mirth. =
Gertrude made no reply, but IS he,
dark, passionate eyes rested on her com.
panion there seemed world of meaning
in their mysterious depths, and the blue
veins on her pale brow seemed swollen
with deep emotion. In moment, Emily''
arm was about her neck, and tear-drol
glistened in her mild blue eye
ooh, do forgive me Gerty, dear!
meant no harm you are not proud, they
call you so, but they do not know you al
I know you. They know nothing of thu
holy love and depth of Kindness which
lies beneath that calm exterior. Will you
forgive me dear, dear Gerty? You know
I do not want you to love him Ishudde
at the thought! I pity you dear, beauti
full Gertrude; will you say I am forgieen?'
+ A smile, partly Of scorn, though i
might be pity, wreathed Gertrude's finel..
chiselled lips, and world of fire seemed
bcaming from her eyes, as she replied il
deep, earnest tones
| eyes, I do love him-love him will
all that is most earnest in my nature, mos
tender in my feelings, most generous il
my thoughts, and from the depths of In.
;oruoss soul. l am happy only as I know
Of his Happiness Eie.i2 tie ~person;6ca
rion Of all 1oy early fan3ies-5lo idea
which ] SO org have sought. Your pit.
is wasted, sweet Emily. I ask it not
! What have I, to do with that? to love ant
be- beloved, is, not that all Of eartn
No, Emily, you, know nothing of love
Cold, calculating, and must I say mercen
airy :? you weigh your lover in the seal
with wealth, station and friends, and if
Lin any point, found wanting, You stee
your heart against him, regardless Of tn
soul, howev YER noble, which throbs within
his breast" She ceased, but her darl
eyes flashed forth the fire which burne'
within.
It is fearful thing for such as her I
love! AND, SHE LOVED. The Futur
lay before her clothed in those rich hue
which her warm Imagination chose. ,bu
how were her bright visions to be reali
zed? Well it. is for the sensitive spin
that the veil of uncertainty shrouds Il
their tairest piotsres: Il Emily stole
lglance at her compapion atas she agai
seated herself BY the open easement, and
as she looked, d tear-a single large
pearly drop forced itself beneath thoa
waa1.en lids, and trembled Sor moment o
|her dark siiken lashes. In = moinen
j Emily was At her feet, and in low pleadin
tones whispered yet :" Forgive me !;
and in an instant they werss clasped j
; eaoh Other's arms. 1922 tbszstx ssStls