Lewistown gazette. [volume] (Lewistown, Pa.) 1843-1944, 1864-11-16
TALES G. SKETCHES
A HEARTS HISTORY.


He said 'he loved me, and the doubts
and fears that had made another chaos of
my soul Tor weary months were at once
dlspelled by the magic cf this little SEN
tence. And light and JOY were once again
the creation of new born existence, and
being as of old, when God said 'et there
be light and there was light. Yea, what
glory beamed upon me when this whisper
ed confirmation of my dearest hopes was
breathed in my but too willing ear by the
lips | hold the most precious of ali the
earth And Oh, how | revelled in this
second Paradise, forgetting, alas, in my wild
mental delirium, the serpent pernicous
touch should wither the fairest flowers OF
my budding heart, wreathed now so bright,
and seeming y of immortal planting.
But a change came in the spirit of nv
dream, and he who was the sun of my
lites tiny universe, and who should have
cherished me with the fondest and constant
devotion; alas, that bis hand should be the
destined one to str ip all Of my beauty and
fragrance from my late blisstul existence.
L have not told you that nature had al
most entirel ly neglected me in her diStribu-
tion Of personal charms; but such, | must
confess, is the to me sometimes humilia-
ting truth; and yet why should this fact,
one trivial when exhibited in its true char
acter, cause US one moment OF modification
or regret when the law Of compensation
mercifuliy vouchsates us who are deprived
of physical attraction the inner, but more
lasting beauty of the intellectual. But,
my distribution of the seemingly essential
requisite of outward ioveliness made me
feel indeed poor in spirit when he came
praising the soft lustre of my eyes, and the
regal beauty of brow, which did not bestow
a tithe OF mental grandeur and grace temy
else plain and uninteresting countenance
And | believed him, and thought that [,
even |, though homely and unattractive to
others, might experience the untold happi
ness of being beloved. But, alas, how
vain and feeting was this delusion For
brief while, everything seemed propitious,
and my hungry soul was indeed full of re-
pletion, until an opposing dark but beauti,
full shadow, in the shape of fascinating
ouI uupilbStPiCu Shl; Cduc LUO uSdE ILG
brightness of my souls life.
Twas on warm sunny afternoon in
June--sweet and rose. crowned, that |
walked with my afianced, my dear, but
alas, my perjured Walter to the landing,
where [ expected to meet an old school
mate of mine, Luta Langdon, by whose
side | had conned, in days gone by those
pt rho mind Of
books of miscellaneous and erudite charac-
ter. 1t was several years since we parted
on the old school verandah, she, to wend
her way to her beautiful Southern home,
and /, to return to my less imposing but
no less dear country fire side. We had
been corresponding during our separation,
and upon my making request for visit
from her, the same met prompt accept
ance, and this afternoon was the time de-
signated for its fulillment.
Well, to be brief, | would say she is
here, and we are now retracing our steps,
talking joyousIy in our qualification at
experiencing this long anticipated excur
sion.
How shall | describe her, whose puny
hand was to be potent in seeking my des-
tiny-the beautiful glittering, but subtle
and designing Luta Langdon. The fervid
kisses of her native sun had left their
shadows on her cheek, and the fires of
her warm southern nature blazed in her
dark almond shaped eyes, and blooned
bright as the promegranatc on her full,
poutlng lips, which disclosed, when parted,
Il eth OF the purest lustre and beauty. Her
nose was OF the Grccian type, and her
GROWING glory consisted in u wreath of
Jet-back hair which nearly yelled form
OF natures most perfect handiwork. How
humillatlng then to human nature, that
casket of such unrivaled splendor, should
contain spirit so fend like as hers proved
to be. Methinks its hateful influence
should have scorched all that was divine
and lovely in her outward appearances;
but alas! such indications of a Judas.
like spirit were not revealed, to tell to US
beware.
We passed the evening of her arrival
agreeably; having made our respective
toilet, Luta looked bewitching in black lace
and scarlet japonicas, whilst |, being rather
pale, wore white muslin and pink roses.
Walter was with US, and he seemed
nobler a1d dearer to me than ever, as he
stood leaning over Luta, who was scanning
Photographic Album of my shadowy
treasures. Having finished their survey
and explanations, Walter proposed music