East Saginaw courier. (East Saginaw, Mich.) 1859-18??, 1863-04-21

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his journey from Dublin since morning,
and be presented TO hsr whom now
dared to cal my Isabel.
/ saw with twinge of jealousy,
which i felt to be inexpressibly mean
and coptemptible,. that Arthur and Isa.
bel were much impressed with each
other. They polked and waltzed to-
gether. How narroly watched them!
Arthur was excited, brilliant, fascinat
ing; Isabel danced as bad never seen
her dance hef1re, and Showed in her
! nervous manner and heightened color,
how much she was interested and fiat
tered by his attentions. -.,o.
Arthur congratulated me; but he was
EN- mbarrassed. Isabel was far more self
possessed; she said he wasa splendid
frllow-she had no idea she would like
him so well; and she did her best to
blind me with her tenderness; but |
had watched them with too Jealous an
eye not to see that my position was in
danger. lHa ..t. "a. a.s..I
Why go on with the miserable story?
Isabel was, / cannot say false to- me,
for we were under no engagement. |
see now that. she would have dropped
me at any moment for a more desirable
porti. Twas her bird in hand; hut she
knew that there were better in the
bush, and she threw me away the mo-
mpnt she felt sure Of one of them.
1t is true that Arthur was a better
match than /. His position, already
good, was assured for the future, with
the prospect of more than was ever
likely to gain by any emipence IN my
profession. He. was my superior, also,
as society man; more ready, more
brilliant and distinguished. / forgave
Arthur; but could not he witness
to his happiness. ! could DOT forgive
Isabel. A month before their marriage
| was on the steamer, bound for New
York. oII Or "I r,l5fH -iI'
heard from home sometimes dur
ing my absence. Arthur did not write,
He would have been glad to have done
so; but he could not intrude even the
offices of friendship upon the misery
that had driven me to the wild solituleS
bty' nj the Mississippi. Alady whoknew
aud pittied my suffrrings, wrote to me
AT first she said very little of Arthur
aud his wife. Then there came stories
Idle gossip, | hoped of indscretlons,
lealousles, estrangements, and even of
scandal. | could not believe that Isa
bel false as she had been to me-heart-
ess as | thought ber--could ever. be
guilty of worse than vanity and ambi
tion. Admiration was, no doubt, a
necessary of life to her She might
annoy Arthur; hut | could not believe
that she could injure him more deeply.
But the stories grew worse aud worse;
and could not but confess that I had
been saved from greater misery than
| hal endured, and that, if Arthur had
wronged me, he had been sufficiently
punished. confess also that some.
times thought that had Isabel not yield
ed to the temptations of ambition, and
had married one she truly loved, all
might have been well; but this was a
momentary vanity. Arthur WAS a man
to make a good woman happy. He
would have not married Isabel had be
not felt certain that her heart WAS ire
trievably his own. He could not rob
me of what | did not possess. .It
SnddeDly | was taken, as | have
said, with great longing to return to
England. 1t did not seem hoine sick.
ness, such as attacks the Swiss in foreign
band English love home as they may,
can stay away from it They have the
power of colonizing the world, and may
yet cover il all over with their conquer
ing races. Bot felt in hurry to re
turn took the shortest route; first
to st. Pauls, on the Upper Mississippi;
then down the river, TO the first line Of
railway which would take me to the
Atlsntc. | looked for the fastest boat
and the most rapid trains. | made no
stop in strange cities. My curiosity to
see American life was gone, AMI | dash
ed along the southern shore Of the great
lakes, and through the mountains TO
New York, just in time to embark on
one of the t1eetest steamers of the Gu
nard line, which, in less than ten days,
landed me safely in Liverpool. With
the same feeling of hurry | took the
first express train to London, and did
not lose an hour before driving to
Bromptoo and calling on the lady,
distant re alive and old friend, who had
been my correspondent. ,..,.. .r,,.
When my name was announced, she
sprang towards me, kissed my cheek,
and exclaimed. ~ yase 1lo ia
10" Then you got my letter?" irnit
"No; | have had no letter from you.
fnr months. have been away in the
wilderness, where they could not reach
me; and / did not stop for them on my
way. But what is it? Has anything
happened 7"
You have not heard about poor Ar
thur Y' 1g .rH yiugft % uIi tHlii
Not word. Isabel has not iun
off with Russian prince ?" a
Oh, worse than that-that is--but
no matter. Harry, Isabel is dead. /" 7.9
felt the blood settle back upon my
heart-my eyes were dim--the room
turned round. i believe should have
fallen, had not my friend helped me to
the sofa am not man 10 faint