Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1860-11-10

HUe1tag Post once said, after 'dellcions'
month at West Point, that the road to
heaven was paved with army buttons. 9th.
er fair friends, with like sentiments, will
read with interests the following pretty lit
tie story from the pen of young gentle
man OF Washington, whose father is high
in Office In the postal service, and who, al
though not a Prince of Wales, will, one Of
these days, have no less right, perhaps, to
the title of King 0 s b, Wa.ia A
49, ARMY BUTTONS VS.. HAZEL EYES. as
/ was in delrium Of love. ~ oa.
The dark, hazel eyes, and still darker
hair subdned me more than evera frown-
ing battlement awed forlorn hope Of ST.
ty braye-hearted soldiers. / bad faced
murderOus Indians on their own hunting
grounds their fendish yells had aroused
me from my midnight sIumbers TO action /;
/ had marched unAinchly forward, leading
my men, while arrows ana bullets fell like
bail around me. Allthis 1 had met with
comparative equanimity, and returned to
the metropolis of our nation only to be sub
dued by woman. aaBJA Wah
Yet Helen sparrow was fair and beauti-
fni as an Italian sky Conscious of her
Vaccinations, she made no effort to. entrap
me but l sailed as quietly into her net as
the wild nfnto the snare Of the hunts
man. There the simile ends, for | 6uttered
not the least bit, but yielded, with all my
heart and sonl to her'bewitching influence.
Army buttons are proverbially, incop-
.stant, and was no exception to the geueT-
al rule. On this occasion Ivwas fairly
caught in my own net, so carefully woven
TOR Helen. My Irritation assumed ser-
Gus aspect-I loved her, yet knew she
mistrusted me. Flo fsa7 p n'aess
It was in the summer of 1858 that the
War Department granted me fnrIough Of
two months, and then it was / met her
But three weeks had passed. and ] would
have thrown up my commmision had Helen
even shinted that such sacrifice, would
CRAFTY her. saae'r,f-,a 20 'a's fsa'aa.7a
At the expiration of this time, party,
consisting of Helen, Gertrude ST. Clair,
Capt. Cares--a former messmate-tbe old
folks and myself, was formed for trip to
Niagara The old folks took care of them
selves, the captain had charge OF Gerte,
and Helen fell under my especial protection.
At Niagara, the Interna tioualf was filed
to its utmost capacity. North and South
had poured their fairest daughters into this
caldron Of fashionable excitement, and
handsome sons had followed The wanderings
of their fair inamoratas. Among all, Hell
en-to me-was the fairest. With her
eyes l viewed the mighty torrent as it pitch
ed headloRg into the. seething abyss -
when she was sad, was despondent; when
she smiled, was all vivacity. We walk
ed, rode, talked, laughed, and wept togeth-
er, until my love amounted to frenzy, and
my frenzy to madness. 500
But this state of things could not last
long, for ] was even then fit candidate
for lunatic asylum. l would, have given
worlds, had they been mine, to recall the
irst week or so of our acquaintance, when
| had made boast Of my many 6irtations,
and scoffed at the very existence Of snch O
thing as pure aud lasting love. / had ridi-
culed it, one evening, as maudlin, SEN
timent, and denounced it the next as the
mooDshine of juvenile precocity, For all
which was soon to reap my reward-and
a bitter one it proved to be. a
1t was calm and beautiful night, such
a one as is designed especially for lovers.
Helen and / left the frivolous dance and
stroled away, ostensibly to view the Fails
by moonlight. We had reached the bank
of the river and seated ourselves on a con-
venient rock, in sight of the mighty cata,
ract The final week of my furlough was
drawing to close. We had been convers-
ing about constancy and though my sen.
liments we're materially changed since our
first acquaintance, / was afraid to betray
my Inconsistency by expressing them. NV
views of love were somewhat modified. and
as that subject naturally followed the 9th.
er, the spirit prompted me to try the virtue
of action. With a sudden impulse / fell
upon my knees and poured into her atten.
tive ears my tale Of love. 4 Half doubling.
ly, but with becoming gravity, she listened
occasionally at some outburst Of sentiment,
a faint smile played over her face, but only
for an instant, Myyanity whispered that
it was the excess Of joy which filed her.
At length reached the momeltous oues.
tion-the imaginary turning point in nv
existence. She placed her soft, whitehand
in mine, aud while / kissed It enthusiastic.
ally, calculating IN theinterim, Mine, mine
forever 7 with the other she raised her
handkerchief to her eyes aud turned aside
her head, as / supposed, to conceal the
Joyful tears which would naturally dim her
vision, j .didnptglearn, pntH several days
subsequently,, that it was simply to smother
q lsn0h N nv FidieulOus aotions