Civilian & telegraph. [volume] (Cumberland, Md.) 1859-1875, 1865-03-16
MiSttllaMfous.
THE TWO ANSWERS.
A LOVE SKETCH.

"No Charles cannot be. As friend
| shall respect and esteem you , but I cannot
be your wife. Have compassion upon me,
and do not press me farther"
Mary Granville stood before me as she thus
spoke, with her hands claspcd, trembling like
an aspen and fancied that there were tears
in her eyes. She was beautiful girl aud
had thought her as good and pure as she was
beautiful; and farther than this, had be-
licvcd that she loved me. She was an orphan
and had been engaged during the past year in
teaching one of our village schools. OF her
early life had known nothing, save that she
had been we'll educated, and had moved in
good society; and had rcasoa to believe that
al some time, her parents bad been wealthy |;
but her father had failed in business, aud it
had been told to me that the sad reverse kill
led him. I had known that Mory was poor
that she was dependent upon her daily labor
for support and the thought that could Of
fer her comfortable h"mc, with the advant-
ages Of moderate wealth. hal given increase
to my prospective happiness. But this un-
,xreclivc happiness. But this unexpected
answer dashed all my bright hopes to the
ground
DO you mean" cried vchemcnty, "tbat
you thus dismiss nc Am cast OFF, ..
81 cannot be your. wife ~ was her reply.
Then" said I. with more warmth than
might have betrayed under hthcr circunstan-
ccs. :" leave you to yourself, and while l
strive to shake off the love that has bound I've
to you, II will only hope that ere you lead
another into your net. you will keep him af-
ter YOU have caught him." '@ @"f
She gozed up into my face with painful
frightened look but did not step, to hear her
speak further. While she yet stood there,
pale and trembling. turned and lcfs tie
house. 80 -
remarked that under other circumstan-
ccs might have been NOR cool and collected
in my speech and what do you suppose,
dear reader. the attending circumstances,
we're Twill tell you cnndidly. was lit
tie heated with wine. had just drank
enough to warm my Llood and give to the
brain an extra impulse and my words we're
| not chosen rs would have chosen them had
the spirit Of the wine been absent. As I
walked towards my home sought to pur-
suade myself tina. ! had fortunately escaped
the snare Of a coquette. and that might be
the better enable thus to reason. stopped at
the hotel, where found few Of my eompan-
ions, and helped dispose Of dozen bottles Of
wine. ..e .a iir
On the following morning / awoke with a
headache, and when l called to mind the
events of the preceding evening l was any
thing but happy. | began to realise bow much
had loved Mary Granville. There was an
aching void in my heart. and I fairly wept as
/ contemplated my loss. 1t was my first love.
and It's influence bad penetrated every fibre of
my being. The beautiful girl had become
more dear to me than I could tell. and
groaned in bitter anguish when thought
that che was lost to me forever. had re-
solved that ] would feel ve,y sngry and in
diguant; but when that sweet fsce was called
tup to mental view, such feelings melted
away, leaving me sad and doso!ate.