New Orleans daily crescent., 1860-02-06
HOW I TOLD hrY LOVE.

pracing air OF canadian Wlnteri The sky clear
and exhilarating7 keenly bright but with differ
ent degree of lucidity from that Of bright sum
mer's day. Broad, expanding plains-the city re-
ceding behind us, as the horses leaping onward to
me music OF the Ginning bells made for the broad
boundless country. The fir forests are clasped in
q shadowy, ghostly slumber. Far away on our
right are those painless funeral groves where the
wolves aggregate in hundreds. To the left lies
fidge Of nils sioping down to the river, which IL
locked up in the iron manaeles of the Winter King
Ahead, and right before III, whittier we are bound
over waste, and plain and clearing-lies snugly-s
sheltered village, the headquarters of the SUM
oerern and the roydgetr. Our destination is not
This said destination is broady-spread. law.
lying farmstead, with its almost numberless ont
houses, consisting Of cattlesheds and dairies.
corn-stores, rooings for winter fodder wood
stacKs, and other concomitants surrounding the
dweilng, az palisaded by zgizag fences, as so
many outworks to protect the comfortable citadel.
Within it, warm fires blaze and sparkle from the
nuge and odorons logs cracking on the broad,
Doanteous hearth. In the great common chamber,
Tal.ered anu plcturesqncd as an antique gothic
hall, are warm hearts and flashing eyes. Bearded
men and fair women are there--laughing maidens
and strappiag young hunters, who had Just shaken
tne snow on Their furs, at the portals. Despite the
stern, yet musical baritone of the singing wind as
it goes by singing cheeks, biting noses into pur
pie, and making the blood tingle, shouts of mirth
and laughter rise above the boreal blasts; and our
ieaplng sleigh, gliding flying along, rather to
Is,
approaching its terminus.
IN the mean time, = asks the reader, 4" who oc-
cupy this sleighW hasten to answer
First, there was your humble servant the narra-
TOT, Dlck Harding, BY name, but few months
back from the banks Of the Isis with the bar,, in
prospect. add o few of my personal items.
Rather good.looking; fair shot; can hit with
wonderful vigor straight out from the shoulder
am hVe feet ten and--groWing can play the fiddle
game of pool, and have the temper Of an angel
nave been one of party of adventurous sports-
men, going in for something worthy of Alexan-
der, and with fishing tao kle, spears and shooting
among the denizens Of the Canadian woods and
sounding rapids" and hunted the bear in his own
bold and picturesque Businesses. t@
Enough of myself. Now for my companions.
i1tuce duE Danes, therefore--for nesfling by my
side, wrapped up in rugs and warm furs, is Lota
d 'Aryie-.a hright-eyed, rosy-lipped Canadian as
lovely girl-woman of II as glance of man ever
rested complacently upon. The Canadian mother
and aI French father We're expressed in her name.
Her playful lambent eyes had exercised their sor-
Gerry upon me ere this and the modulations of
voice unequaled for its low, soft sweetness COM
pieted the young syren's triumph. This By the
way for we had exchanged no confidence as vet
on subject very near my heart.
We were bound to a merry sleighinr party at
Wlndy-gap Farm ostensibly to q hunt upon vast
scale, which accounts for my two rifles and ammt.
nltion lying IN the sleigh, and for the noble deer
hound, the "thrd individual 2 who had curled mn
his great body at our feet and aided to keep them
warm. had kno ogn her brother in the Canadian
Rfes--had killed bar Z at the .s,saltlicks' with
him had met Lota and her family on board ST
Lawrence steamer, and was now a guest at their
house, enjoying their frank and bounteous hospi-
tality.
!" Hurrahn Through the keen, sonorous air.
sleigh and horses bound along! Cling-clangr'
long thonged whip, with a sharp, CHEEKY signiff-
canoe. My . Madawaska Cariole,o sleigh which
Is the perfection of locomoton, is not less perfec.
ton than the fiery steeds, with their sinews Of elias
tic steel, which drive 5zfFf2S
Driving slegh-tandem is the easiest thing in the
world trhen you dreiused 10 Il. ! was member
Of the Tandem Glub,'' and reckoned a crack
hand, of course. exulted in my skill now, as I
bore my rosy companion through the air, and the
going off, and the sweet bells sang and chimed.
9 Oh! sweet echoes Of far distant wedding-bel p
thought-and the crisp snow was split and shat
tered into diamonds under the grinding of the |
loots and the attrtion of the runners y and with
m exharation could not repress, / gave vigor.
our g hurrahis which conveyed itself to Lota. |
wrapped up in moose and bear-skins, and warm as |
! toast sweet, girlish laugh echoed my exult
!. You appear to enjoy this, Mr.. Harding 4, she
,aid.
Z ]. If don't---.n Criok-crack!', filled up
he hiatus. What pairs Of beauties Phebus
Apollo never drove their like down the steeps of |
leaven. The willy Ithican never raised such
,attle when he cleared the stables Of Resus of his
iorses. !" Grick--crack!a and the horses neigh
md toss their arehing necks, and the bells are
shining and tinkling, and the mad exnlting rush
lplifts one like wine.
Iremark, to myself, that the sky has deenened
nto an intense, still darkening blue -darkeninp
With strange, nnearthly, tenebrious inkiress, be,
ekenng a coming snow-storm. No matter-
Windy-gap' il right ahead, and the welcome
ights will blaze out of the easements soon, for the
sfternoon is wearing.
Onwe go--but do not see them yet; and vet
out motifs all right " Ssss'
7 Are yon warm--quite snug--dear Lota Pr, said
!, hall turning to look at the rosy exquisite face
oeeping forth with so much furtive coauetry from
is fllcddreaaent of white cosy furs.
"Oh, so comfoftabelu she answered. with a
lestiing movement, and q smile which made nv
leart leap joyeusiy upward.
But my attention was called away to the Creep
ng, crepuscnlar inkiness of the sky 1t was light,
ret not day light but biue-light- Ito coin word
That wintry hue of hvid darkenng steel always the
precursor to fierce change in the weather. This
only made the long level plains Of snow. geam
With lustre the more dazzling and intense. re-
marked this, but with mementarily divided and I
sense.
had never Qamiar as we had grown, and was
honest as the skin between your brows.a as she
was in fact1I had never said dear Lotaa be-
lore, and the words we're yet in mine ears hike a.
sweet old burthen. loved her with all my heart
md soul, but had never told ii. yearned to tell
ler so now; hnt thought it scarcely fair-not up
10 the mark OF my manhood-to take what seemed
IN unfair advantage Of the protection was sup
1osed to extend over her. i magnanimenslY re-
olyed to Wait-~ch0king down the worIs--but not +