The Van Buren press., 1860-12-07
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(For the Press.
A California Story.
OR
Truth. Trial, and Triumph.
(For the Press.

Truth, Trial, and Triumph
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The following little story, my dear Har-
risonia. may probably claim bat littls cf
your yu,pathy. and still less of your sd :
miration. because of the entire absence Of
| romantic sentimentality, AMI rhetorical
flourish. 1t has but two thing. to record
mend tits truth AMI simplicity; and these
unfortunately, are very seldom captivating
to the imagination of young maiden.
The personages are real. and this incidents
true AMI incxag,r crate |. The hero is my
friend, and am slightly acquainted with
the heroine. If l have not done them JUS
tice in my story, tho fault must be attribu-
ted to my incapacity.
| In the little village Of Bloomingdale. in
the State of New York, there dwelt in the
year 1849, two affianced lovers. In the lam
guage of their good naturel friends, they
were very amiable ami excellent couple.
and expressly designed for each o, her, AMI
everybody, (that is. everybody in Bloom
ing lale, for a the village was small. every
body in it knew every other boiy) looksi
forward to their eventual marriage with as
tnuch certainty as he or she looked for tn,
coming OF Christmas. Fire Trick Marshall
was line looking young man of twenty
two, some six feee high, strongly but grace
fully moulded in form. with hat bilious
half nervous temperament, indicating res
oiuie mini; aul his chronological deve!
~---r.ss-.. "A hi Jun ANT, as a yery firm,
anoitious, benevolent, daring. naughty,
goodnaturel, amiaole. tru,-hearted man--
In brief, a man to rise in the world ana not,
while rising. forfeit the worlds good opin-
ION. Saviila Van, Dorm was, as her nam.
denotes, descendant of an ancient Dutch
family, though there was none Of the Dutch
characteristics, which the lcarnsi kuicker.
booker has immor,alizcI. or very iittle o.
.hem to be found in her composition. Sh1
was a charming little brunette not beauti
;ul in the usual acceptation of the word
; but very innocent, very intellectual, and
; very amiable. She hal no disguises-and
therefore. she had never disguised her love
for Frederic Marshall. but, openly. AMI in
defiance of all the time honorel precelents,
TO tn. contrary. sh, .ovel h,m with all the
strength OF her gool little heart. wi.hou;
seeming to care for one moment who knew
J it. Indeed this, her love, appeared to be as
mucn a part oi her character any oth,i
attribute she POSSESSED. She hal known
aim since her infancy. AMI when she wa,
sweet seyenteen-the exact age she ha at
tanned at the opening OF my story +; sh.
could not for her Lille, have en ,mberad any
moment in her existence when she lid no.
love him. She was a truthful, earnest Eltis
thing; and though she could not we'll b,
mistaken ior sylph, OF, like Esisa Dug
las, be worshipei as q
"Nymah. Maid. or = Grace"
vet, there was The uamsta!Sao!e beauty o.
goodness in her face, and her air and man
ners were characterised by that genuine
gracefulness which springs from pure hear
and conscience at peace with itself and al
around it.
!, The yea, lS49. in which commence thi,
story was a year fraught with misfortune,
to both onr lovers Tne father oil Ffe lrick
the villags physician, ami who hal eiuea.
ted his son. his only surviving child. in hi,
own profession. died very su ldenly. a oank.
rupt, leaving Freirick. wac had long beer
mothsrless. an unprovlie3 orphan. A.mos
at the same tins. Ssvilia's only surviving
parent, mother, whom she lovei with vi
the deep truthfulness OF her nature. sank
into the tomb. leaving Savilla and ,hs
brother. puny sickiy boy OF twelve. en-
tirely destitute-an annuity, settled upon
her at her husbands death, and which wa,
meagerly adequate to the support OF hersel
and her two children. ceasing with her life
| The goodness and the kindly sympathie
of your own heart will save me the task o
trying to portray the mutual anguish Of tn
lovers, under their terrible affections. Frei
erick Marshall was brave anI energs,i
man, but the blow. nevertheless. fell upo.
him with t.ensndous force. But his wa
not the spirit to BE- crushed by calamity
howeyes dreadful. as long as life sa 1 tsaltI
were lett him. He felt that he hsd grea
dnties to perform, not only in his owl
cause, but in the cause of one he loved niac.
better than himself. One evening. fort
night after the death Of Sayiila's mother
he stood with the weeping girls head pill
lowed upon his bosom. his tall ma;esti
figure towering above her diminutive form
as the oak towers shave the lowly butscon
I filing vine whose tendfils cling to its mas
sive trunk. Thus they stool. thess tws
sad lovers. silent and mosionless !: for
though thought was busy inths saul OF each
: yet neithsr seemed willing TO give though
!. q tongue. sss;sss s z ~ :. se.
,Savilla.' ? atiength he whispsrsd. s.m.
Hove. my life. my alI-l mnst lsavs you-.s
must sway from this. can you teech seasols
Why DO Jon ask - murmured. 81
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