The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1863-07-23
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Correggio her form as perfect as the Venus OF
Phidias, her counteuanee absolutely lovely
and serene her eyes were deep hazel and
the heavy tresses of her rich brown hair were
exouisitely braided over her temples, and
wreathed around the back Of her head. She
walked slowly forward, and, as if unconscious
of my presence, approached Bernilardh and
throwing her arms over his shoulders, pressed
him fondly, while she exclaimed:
EDear, dear Ernest have you returned at
last Oh do not go out again."
Bernhard shrunk from the embrace as II
suddenly bruised by blow, while his coun.
tenance exhibited signs Of physical pain and
suffering. lie rose quietly from his seat and,
putting his arm around the lovely intruder
led her gently back to her apartment, without
any resistance on her part. AS she was leav-
ing the room, she turned her eyes casually up
on me; at once 8 horrible suspicion darted
thro' my brain, my heart beat violently, my
knees shook together, alnlt st gasped Tor
breath Bernhard closed the door and resum-
ed his seat by me his coJlnteuance was troub-
led he looked III my face sadly-after While
he spoke.
II asked you to come here that might
give you the explanation to which you are
entitled Rumor and gossip have doubtless
been busy with me. are for neither, and
although have no desire for notoaety, am
Indifferent to it. You have laid me under an
obligation which can never remove, and
one which peremptorily demands that should
explain all to you. | SHALL be brief-just as
brief as the bare recital will permit Will you
I listen p -
| bowed assent
! II am native of Wirtemburg was born
! in the little village Oh. Aly father was
wealthy peasant, and ! IN, an only child. 4!
was brought up tcudcrly, and as | was said
to manifest considerable wit and intelligence.
| my father determined to educate me. IN the
same village dwelt widow lady, whose hus-
| band had been an officer Of some distinction
under Napoleon Upon lis death his widow
had come back to her native place, bringing
with her an only child, Il little daughter OF
some seven or eight years age. was then
about ten The widows fortune was small,
but sufficient for the pohabits of the place
| she had chosen for her home. My father had
known her when a young girl, and with my
lmother often called at her little cottage. In
| this way Rosalie and ! We're thrown much to
gether Indeed, after While we were almost
nseparable In our sports and plays | was
ALWAYS Rosalies bachelor | used to call Ros-
allie INV little wife, and she called me her lit
lie man This was without any reflection
on our part neither Of rs were old enough to
think seriously.
cat length the time arrived when ! was to
go away to school J suppose was twelve
years old and took leave Of Rosale with a
heavy heart really think at that carly age
/ | ioecd her. Well: years ran along. From
school went to Heidelberg. | was ambitious
| was full Of energy, and my love for lIosalie
! preserved my boyish purity Of heart. Year
after after, as ! visited my home, was sur
! prised to find in h3 some new grace. some
| new charm, some new beauty. AT sixteen,
| she seemed to me al at could be imagined
of what is lovely and beautiful. & delicious
ecstacy .hoattd through me when felt that
she would one day he mine.
! ''But had adIaWba * to my happiness. In
! spite Of every effort To believe the contrary,
could not feel in my teIy heart taIJ was
| loved 10y Rosalie even as / loved ne, she
was fond Of me, but il seemed rather the at
! tachment to be fell for protector Or broth
er. than the devotion Of love to love,
! II nursed myself with hopes. had never
lloved but Rosaie no one had ever loved me
! but Rosalie; and who could expect that Il
Young oirl should show the. same deep devn-
4 ton tllat;marks a powerful, manly heart? This
was the way reasoned Resale, ] was GER
tain kept nothing from me. She told me eV-
| erythiyIr She said she loved me as well as
she loved her mother ought not to he sat
isfied But, when pressed her to my heart
! felt not that electrical affinity which cements
in one, heart which are united still did not
complain how could complain, when Rosa
lie told me was all to bor!
II passed three years at Heidelberg, and
then went to Munich. Having determined on
medicine, | prepared to follow the study with
devotion. | had been at Munich nearly a
year, and yearned TO come home and see
Resale. had stayed away longer than usu-
al, because / wished to take q degree i'll my
profession then felt that / could claim Ro-
sale for my wife did go home let me
hasten my tale / greeted my parents; eve
rvthing was we'll hurried to Rosalie; she
was we'll, too She ran out to meet me. She
was delighted to see me. Never had she look
ed so beautiful. AS we entered her mothers
house together, she exclaimed
| I'VE have a guest-a charming guest u
son OF my fathers dearest friend. He has been
with us for month, but must soon return to
Paris and shall miss him so!
ENVY brow grew overcast; my heart sunk.
said nothing; believed my destiny sealed
l did not even look upon Rosalio rcproachful-
ly. How could look reproachfulIy upon hfr:
for her soul was pure it knew no guile; 1t
was incapable Of concealment, or coqnctry or
caprice
Suffice it to say-for the narration is too
much for ne-that on entering the cottage /
found a young and handsome French officer
He was, as Resale said, the only child Of her
fathers dearest friend, and had sought out the
widow at his fathers request.
CLEAR me-" whispered Bernhard, whiIc he
drew his chair nearer me. 81 made friends
with that young officer. With the closest OBJ
servation, / sifted him as wheat. ! found him
honorable, high-minded, good tempered, pure.
satisfied myself that Rasalie loved him (poor
child she did not know it, sought an in
terview with Ernest de Fleury-that was his
name; pressed the secret from him, which
he swore Should otherwise never have been
revealed, for he knew that Rosalie was my be
trothcd.
"Ihen turned, and went for Rosalie !
hada long, long interview with her For Heay-
ems sake let me hastcn? gasped l'ernhar-
d.
'You-you-guess the rest guess it al.
The sweet angel was sweeter than ever; bat
but got at the truth. She protested that
she would never, never give me ny those
were the words-'giUe me 4p.' That was no
bic; and then she pitied me; but was not
to be thwarted took her with me to the
cottage. Ernest de fIeury was there join
ed their hands and ram out ran home, and
--and-od as / was, | threw myself into my
mothers arms, and burst into tears.
con GREAT Con Of this strange universe
what is like unto mothers love! There sat
all Of the day.-all Of the evening--ln head
pressed against the breast that had given me
life and nourishment, and there, in broken
sentences, amidst sobs and tears and groans,
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