Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1862-08-04

klnd act IN my life without bitterly re-
pepting it =
Here, Milton entered, and catching her
last words, thereupon broke forth :
oh, ever thus from chdhood's hour,
I've seen my fondest hopes decay,
never loved tree or flower
But twas the first to fade away
Oh, do hush your nonsencc,' said his
excited mamma. This is all your fault.
you perverse, headstrong boy p 4
For what am | held accountable, oh.
most gentle mother?' asked the poor
poet.
Don't ask me- was the savage response.
Why if you had not put yourself on an
equality with this Ingle girl, and encour-
aged her airs and graces, she would never
have been elevated to be the wife of w ell
By Norton
Wife of Wclby Morton What do you
mean, mother 2 and poor Milton stagger-
ed back.
Mean why, simply, that this Young
upsart has succeeded in cntrapping Nor.
ton, whom every one supposed engaged to
your sister; and the end of it will be that
poor Victoria's heart will be broken, and
shall be driven crazy !!
The young man grew very pale and put
his hand to his forehead as if to collect his
dizzied thoughts.
And so, she is to be another's,' at last
he murmured { then farwell to the dream
SO tondlg cherished, and with it, all life can
give! Fate has done its worst-I smile At
It's farther vengeance. The whirlwind took
me up at my birth, and has never vet set
me down. All unfortunate being that 1
am, atloat like weed on the bosom of the
ocean, impelled and tossed about by the
blast of cruel dcstinyr
Stop your rhodmontade = ordered the
exasperated mamma. 'Your partiality for
this abomlnable girl always disgusted me,
and now am sickened beyond endurance.
You ought to blush to think what dolt
you have made Of yoursclf-and she-des
celttu creature! to encourage you until she
found some one she liked better, and then
But you must despise her nov, poor st4sffy
> boy
), 'Mother,' interrupted the son, and he
u spoke gravely and sternly, Il do not ce>
e spise her-and | tell you it can never
! soothe my feeling to hear her spoken of in
g such terms. She came here lily among
thorns ; her orphan aud forlorn state excl
t ted my pity, and her many excel!encies
Il won at last my love. | offered her that
e love-she declined it; yet [ still hoped
Z her scrupes might yield to the strength Of
e. my affection. This hope has proved false,
:, but she has not. She is incapable of base
a ness, and never, mother, | beg of you, in
$ my presence, couple her name with such
l. language as you have used to-day. She
II has preferred another-and upon that 9TH
'e er, the highest praise | can bestow is, he
is worthy of her, and to him | resign her,
III treasure that monarch might be proud
y of. Oh, Emma, may you be as happy as
10 am miserable.
. "May your home
''' Smile for y II ever may no winter come,
10 world @ ~ yGoT p ne may een your tears
Quicken the true affections that enrwine
RS Your lives in one bright bondH'
ws And the stricken, but magpanimous poet
retired to the solitude of his study, ther
to give vent to the feelings that were briul
ming over his heart. Poor Milton
Morton did not require a long courtshiI
ho He was already familiar enough with Em
b. mas nature to entrust his happiness int
Ige her keeping, without hesitancy, and wa
nd, only too impatien. to pledge his life, fol
2g tune, aud sacred honor, for that purpos
ter at the hymeneal altar. So, in five weeE
to from that time, the unpretending lit
Emma Ingle became the bride of the ia
cry ented and commanding Lawyer Norton
the Every honor and attention was paid tt
ned young wife-the Potts alone held aloe
nto but they were at last compelled to surrer
OF der, and the panic Of the " small-note" il
nj sue, having made wreck Of the ban
her they were glad to accept shelter, and tel
m porary support beneath the roof of t
With despised and insultcd governess. Tnrou
o0g Judge Morton's iufueuee, Mr.. Potts su
per- ceeeded in obtaining a-clerkship in one
1ing the departments. and has moved to I
Metropolis, where his stately lady is obi
In ed to hide her diminished head" a
and economise on a thousand per year. Vic
ltors ria Regia has been supplanted by bloc
olaln of newer date, and has tue prospect
king dying like the Phoenix, minated
city, The duke is as great "swelp' as ev
ng OF Thyraza has returned to her fathers hou
ost. a Widow-a sadder, but wiser woman. S
an has found that " all is not gold that g
now, ters," her husband having nothing to bo
} ex- of save his epaulettes, which his frequ
on of military peccadilloes tarnished, and at
deprived him of. Milton, guided by
ons cousins judicious suggestions, has impr