The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1863-09-10

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have envied our pure affection and
believe they did," 5ia
"'We loved with love that was more than love
l and my Annabel Lee;
With love the winged seraphs of heaven
| Coveted her and me-
l rscited these rhapsodical lines in q
strain suitably solemn, and was pleased
to see that the inspiration upon Ma
than's face did not turn TO harshness
again.
"Did her father ever find it out p
l inquired.
His face grew frightfully dark at the
question, and his voice was husky as be
replied: s 4a z9ai a3
"Yss, he knew it. He will think oi
it in the realms of the damned. Cam.
panion devils will taunt him with that
nights work. He will think of it to all
eternity. 9a .nHa
"We were standing behind cedar
hedge. / was going away, and that
evening was bidding her good-by.
She had yielded her slight form to my
embrace, and stood with her face hid
against my breast, while my arms were
closed around her, and l was eagerly
demanding of her those rash vows
which love imposes.
"You will always love me, Grace,
no matter. who seeks your hand?'
Getaways, Nathan,' she SAID, far too
calmly to suit my passionate mood,
&C" II your father should command
you TO marry another, Grace ?
"' / should disobey him, Nathan. !
would die first
"Just then we were suddenly parted
by violent hands, and blow felled me
to the earth; but not before l saw
her demon father strike that angel girl
OH the soft cheek and neck
"By Heaven, Nate! And you have
let him live on the same planet with you
ever since %
My fury ealmed his ire, and he said,
"Spoken like the foolish boy you are,
Tom. / could have shot him; but
neither Grace nor would have been
the happier for it. There is an incon'
venience often results from fierce young
men shooting rich old ones, which l did
not care to risk. 1t was midnight when
| awoke and crawled home.
mo one but the deacon, Grace, and
you and / know of that blow. And
you must not think that | ever forgot
it,"
81 met the deacon next day, and
looked into his face with an unshrink.
ing gaze till his eyes sought the ground,
and / think he understood me. think
he will think OF it again."
"And Grace? ?"
eyes, Grace She was kept close
pElSOUCr l0I u uOulu III OAC hseie ShoA
ber; her father kept the key and car
ried her food to her. But the gardner
brought me little note from her one
day before 1 went away; here it tis."
Nathan took ont his pletorio pocket
book, filled with all sorts of counting
room papers, unclosed an inner COM
partment, and took therefrom al en-
velope, from which he drew little
note and ring of soft brown hair.
He gave them to me. The note ran
thus:
"DEAE NATHAN Il cannot see you
again before you go, because I am shut
up in my room. Father is very angry
with US both; but l shall always think
of you just the same till die, and /
hope you will not forget me. Nobody
shall make me think ill of you, but
yourself, Nathan, and l hope you will
always be good. Perhaps twas wrong
for US to do SO, if it was we are pun
ished for it, and if l never see you
again, you may always know that l
never changed, and shall pray for you
every night as long as l live. With
much love. "GRACE."
smiled, innocently, of course, but
he could not see why l smiled, SO he
celdly put up those mementoes OF his
love, and ceased speaking Of Grace,
nor could all my ingenuity induce him
to talk of her again. My questions
elected short replies, and all the further
information / got was the facts that he
was twenty when he left Glenburn, and
Grace was fourteen, that he went to
P and worked his way from low
clerk in petty grocery, up to his pres
ent station.
(Continued in our nett
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