Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1860-03-28

they be not such as shame thee
thou marrest thou leayest thine own; see that it
Great was Hubert Clayton's surprise and
CONSERVATION when he found that Stella had
left her Uncle's home, and more than this,
that her aunt knew not whittier she had gone
for with concentrated wickedness, Mrs.
Glenmore had resolved by this last piece of
false scandal to forever destroy in the bosom
Of Hubert all love for Stella. He could scarce
ly credit his ears. "Stella Mason gone-and
no one knew whittier. She whom he had
loved so intensely, to be so imprudent, SO
rash. WE'LL he must forget her-she was
not worthy of his love- But the means
which the false calumniator had taken to Sc
cure Clayton to her daughter, served but to
overthrow her plans. He left the city for
the far West, where he located-and strove
by new associations and attention to business
to erase from his heart all love for Stella
But in vain. That little cunning god, whose
arrows had pierced his heart, knew his pow
Grand haunted his dreams with the beau
teous form of the loved one, and kept his love
alive in his daily visions lie found himself
continually thinking of her, and though sur
rounded by young and lovely inaidens, he
could find none to compare with her.
The reader may imagine why did not HUI
bert seek for information from Mr. Glenmore?
Simply because that gentleman was but Sc
condary person in his own family Mrs
Glenmore, according to the most approved
law of the "Woman's Rights Convention, y
was at the head of her household, and but
very few ever thought even of applying to
her husband for any information concerning
family affairs Besides, he was from home
at the time Hubert received the information,
and he was informed that none of the family
knew whittier Stella had gone
Imagine the chagrin and anger of the fair
young Clara, when she found herself forsa
ken by the only 0ne she had ever loved
More than ever did she despise her cousin
and well was it that Stella was beyond ths
power of her hatred, or she might have hac
to suffer ten-fold what she had already en-
dured. But Clara Glenmore was not maid
en- to pine away or lose the roses from hel
cheeks for any man. Not she. Her hear
was not very accessible. She had loved Hu
bert as well as it was possible for her to love
any one, but she fancied his wealth and posi-
ton far more than himself, and also he was
decidedly good match;' one whom an,
young lady might feel happy to secure, an,
being naturally fond of conquest, she had be
come greatly interested in trying to win him
de was not very easily won-whieh but en-
haneed her desire to secure him.
And now summer has come again, and Mrs
Glenmore, with Clara are in their accustom
ed places among the votaries of Fashion a
Saratoga.
And now appears in their midst, strar
ger. A young, distinguished looking fol
eigner, who with reserved hauteur and prout
sad looks, mingles among them, and yet
not Of them. The young, pretty bellies cas-
languishing, tender glances upon him, bl
he stands aloof indifferent to each. Son
heavy grief seems to consume him, and he
seen to sigh frequently and indulge oft
gloomy reyerie. Then came whispered r
mors-ssHe is an Italian exile-a Count
driven by persecution from his native soil
Then still more numerous are the tend
glances bestowed upon him, and pretty an
Tess sisters plead with their brothers to for
! his acquaintance and introduce him into the
midst. But mol ne is inaccessible sor
!. grand and gloomy fortress, looming in t