The Lambertville press. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1858-1???, 1861-05-01

private entrance to the castle. Will.
(, liam told Maud that as the young lord
and his bride were not expected to ar
rive until tie afternoon, and for whose
reception grand preparations were
going on in the village, he would
show her through the castle and
grounds. She accepted his invitation
with pleasure They entered the
demesne there, reposing beneath the
shade of stately oaks, they saw the
finest deer in all England. Long did
the delighted Maud linger in the beau
tiful gardens, where she said she
should never tire of walking. At
length they entered the castle-more
pleased than ever, each moment Maud
saw something new to admire in the
elegance and luxury that surrounded
her. They had now entered the gal
lery where hung the portraits of by
gone generations.
4" Here I shall pass many q pleasant
hour" said William, restoring the
old family portraits You see around
you, Maud the works of such masters
as Holbein and Vandyke."
81 c inquired for the portrait Of his
noble patron, the young Lord B.
1t has been taken down, he said, until
that of his lovely bride should hang
beside it.
ooh, William !" exclaimed Maud,
how happy she must be as the mis-
tress of this delightful place"
as happiness dependent Cd wealth."
asked William, kissing the white brow
of his young bride.
Mad turned her sweet eyes upon
him, eloquent with love, as she replied
that she WIS happier that moment
than if she was the wife of the wealth
lest noble in the land
William drew her close to him, and
leaving the gallery, be led Ter down
the grand stair case Entering the
stately hall, the next moment Maud
stood in the midst of brilliant essen.
bly, composed of the beauty and wealth
of the neighborhood All eyes were
upon her. Blushing and confused, in
low voice 81 c entreated her husband
to take her from a place where she was
regarded az an humble intruder
/" Maud," sad he, "this castle is
yours. & love of adventure promp-
ted me to adopt the disguise of a
painter Destiny, or rather my good
angel, led me to Glenthcrn. Maud, |
am the Lord B"
He had taken her ly the hand to
present her to his relatives and friends,
but she tainted in his arms, overcome
by the suddenness of the disclosure.
When Maud recovered, she found
herself in a beautiful apartment, her
anxious parents hanging over her
couch, and her husband regarding
them with moistened eyes,
Blest in the presence of her beloved
ones. Maud heard from the lips of
her mother the sweet explanation of
events, which still seemed to her but
the illusion of dream.
On the evening when she had par
| ted from her parents under such sad
circumstances, Reuben had scarcely
entered the cottage with his insensi-
bic Mary in his arms, when Charles
called, elated with the hope of meet
ing with a fond reception from his
bride of the morrow. A glance at
the scene before him, few inarticulate
words from the wretched father, re-
vealed all, and graspi1g the old mans
hand sympathetically, he rushed from
the house. Two days passed drear'
ily over them. Reuben and Mary
sat by their lonely hearthstone, the
mother pleading for her child ant
while the heart of the father yearnet
in secret for his absent darling, VIII
liam appeared at the open door,
Reuben rose, and Mary sat breathless
fearing the result but tears, sweet re
freshing tears, the first she had shet
since she last beheld Maud, gushet
from her eyes when the old man ex
tended welcoming hand to his son
in-law.
The parents were almost rs over
powered as Maud was herself, whel
William made known the secret of hi
rank. That evening they accompanied
him to B-to welcome the bride OF
her arrival.
Three years afterwards, Charles
Frost welded the fair girl who was t
have been Maud's bridesmaid and i
was the boast of Mr.. and Mrs. Eros
, that their eldest darling was namet
: after the brightest ornament of be
majesty's court-MAUD, THE BEAuT'
OF GLENTHoRN.
QUITE NEAR" say, Harry, 20
were at the battle of Bunker Hill !?