The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1866-01-26
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THE PATRIOT GIRL.

In one OF the romantic valleys oil SllesE
lived young girl of surprising beauty, til
pride and delight of her parents, whose OF
ly occupation was to attend to their flock,
and bear the scant produce of their littl
farm to q neighboring market-town. Ell;
like the wild flower, had grown and blOome
in obscurity, adorned and beautitied by tn
unerriug hand of nature. She had know
but little of the world until the tramp {
war sounded over the country, and echoe
discordantly amidst the darkest recesses G
solitude and when, in consequence of he
INQUIRIES. nesl" father was Obliged t" : IN
of the distracted state OF her nav. .ahh,
the indignant blush and the high heaving
of her bosom proclaimed how much she
felt for her enterprising Sovereign and the
brave people that were arrayed to defend
his dominion.
"Hcaven grant us victory" exclaimed
she, in the patriotic enthusiasm OF her soul;
"I would, father, that nature Lad made
woman strong enough to fight"
The old man only smiled reply, and,
kissing her rosy cheeks, hade her keep out
of the sight of the soldiers.
This caution was scarcely needed. Ella
knew where to find one on whom she could
gaze, and be gazed upon for hours and
who, though not dressed out in the trap
pings of the military, was more to her than
all the world beside. She was soon on the
mountain-slope, watching her herds. and
listening to tile mellow rotes as they flowed
from the pipe of Adolph, finefeatured
young man, who sat at her feet, gazing ten
derby upon her smiling face.
"rhat hair of yours, Ella" said he, lay
ing down the instrument - / would give
the world for one little lock;" and he ran
his fingers through the glossy tresses, as
they hung luxuriantly around her finely
moulded shoulders.
"The world is not yours to give, Mr.,
Adolph," said she, archly, but do you on
ly love me for my curls, which you are al
ways praising
g love you for yourself, dear Ella but
those rich ringlets, which might grace a
queen, almost idoize them, and yet you
refuse TO bestow upon me one little tress. y
Have | not reason? Were ] to give
you lock, | might never see you again ;
for then you would have your Idol by yOn,
and | should be forsaken. No, Adolph first
prove yourself worthy of the gift, and then
you shall not only have tress, but my
hand, TOO, if you desire it"
"Tell me how to become worthy of so in
estmable gift" exclaimed the enraptured
youth "and | will follow the path you
shall point out"
There it is" answered the maiden,
pointing toward BresIau, and looking her
lover fixedly in the face.
"And what am to do in Breslau
"Join the brave men who are struggling
for our liberties and tentuld shall be the
love of Ella"
A slight blush overspread the lace OF
young Adolph, and, kissing the hand ofthe
fair shepherdcss, he turned away, and was
soon lost among the deep rccesses OF the
valley.
There was more courtliness in the last
snlutaton of Adolph than generally falls 10
the lot Of The nntutored and robust noun
taineers of Silcsia and Ella thought, as he
wended down the narrow dehle, that there
was more dignity in his mien than she had
eN er before observed. She scarcely dared
ask hei self who he was for he had been
but short while among the shepherds, and
no one knew anght Of his birth or profess
ion but every one loved him for his gen-
erosity and mol leness of spirit.
My hair" said Ella TO herself, as the
youth vanished from her sight; viii
dress 1t for his sake They say il is rich
ard beautiful. All, how freely woul ID de-
stroy each ample tress, and scatter il nPon
the winds, did he not love to smooth II with
his fingers"
Months rolled away. ard Ella watched
her heVds alone and in sadness, for nothing
was heard of Adolph, aud the demon of war
continued TO spread his desolatiou over the
land. 1t was proposed to raise sum by
contribution among the inhabitants Of the
mountains, which should be placed into ;he
general fund, and appropriated to the use
Of the intrepid defenders Of the king.
When the father of Ella was called upon
for his proportion, he had nothing to give.
and the noble-hearted girl then, for the irst
time, felt the want of wealth.
"Father, lot us sell our ilocks, said she ]