The Tiffin weekly tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1859-1868, 1866-10-11

\ good and rich marriage. Blu
lcn't answer me; know all this is
nothing when we love. 'Tis very
stupid thing to think thus, and
love disinterestedly; but | should
DC sorry not TO have been guilty Ci
so doing. Only men of blessed
minds are incapab e of the like. |
know the old call these deluslons;
bnt who knows whether it is not
they who are self dcceivedi The
z ass which dimishes objects is not
more truo than the one which en-.
larges them. Ishc loves you, yUu
should sacrifice every thing for her.
1t will be very foolish to do SO, Tut
quito right; and you must do 1t;
out first iiud out whether she loves
you--and you have an excellent op
portuhity for doing SO. They wish
to make her marry, nephcw--you
turn pale at this idea You would
like to hevo your odious rival ut
swords length. Well, then, try
and gain little of this noble cour !
age in tho presence ofyour Noemi
They want her to marry; you arc
richer than her, but the man they
propose to give her to is richer than
yourself, besides being titled and
quite ready, (the wedding clothes
and presents are also) whereas they
would be obliged TO wait for you.--l
Now 90 and seek Noemi; tell her
you love her--shc knows it, but it
is, nevertheless, a thing alwa s
t"ld. Ask her ii shc returns your
affection; and tell hcr--for she
must love YOU. | am sure you are
young, handsome, and Witty. Ask
her to promise solemnly to wait
three years, for you, but to write to
me. and | will keep the letter. ]
viii then break off your marriage
with the colonel s daughter. will
get Your exchange; and despite
you father, in three years you shall
marry Noemi! !!
Uncle, I've an idea
Let's hear it,.
I'll write to her.
')ust as you please, my boy; only
act at once
4 Quilted my uncle, and went to
write my epistlc This was not
fhe most difficult task. ] had
written fifty letters to her before,
though had never forwarded
them The most embarrassing CIR
cuinstance was to send or give it
Nevertheless, as there was no time
to be lost, made up my mind.
and, purchasing a boquet Of yellow
roses, placed the note in the centre
OF them. 1t was very silly, but |
seem now to live over the time
again in memory. Alter the avow-
al OF my love, | besought her to
love me, make me happy, and wait
three years for me. implorcd
her, il she consented, that evening
to wear one of the yellow roses in
her bosom. Il shall then dare to
speak to YOU said, 'and tell you
what you must do to secure my
happiness-l dare not say ours
Ami you put the note in the
/ boquet! asked Madame dc Lor'
| gerel.
Yes, madam.'
'And / en!'
'Well, then, in the evening
1 Noemi had no rose in her bosom
) wanted to kill myself, but my
: nncle carried mo off to Clermont
J, lie remained two months with me,
mixed with the young officers, and
ended by calming my sorrow and
disappointment by proving to me
that Noemi had never loved me. -
: But, uncle SAID, she was-she
appear d happy when | arrived.
and reproached me gently for COM
ing late '-.I
'Wumen,' continued Monsieur
; Descoudraies, love the devotion OF
all the world; but there are these
! aoho necer i0ce. In short, ended
} by almost forgetting her. Then |
married the colonePs daughter who
died eight years after our marriage;
, and now | am quite alone, for my
uncle has been dead long time
would you believe | often think OF
J Noemil and--that which i. more
) serious and absurd--I always sec
her in imagination as young girl
OF seventeen, with her dark brown
e hair, and as my uncle said, her
D ewes like black velvet! Whereas,
Z ifliving, she must be now AL old
e woman
You don't know what has be.
r come of herl' asked Madame dc
Dorgerol.
Y 'No.'
your name, then, is not Des
0 coudralcsl' she hastily inquired.
No; that is the name OF the pro-
d perty left me by my uncle. My
name is Edmond d'Althiem.'
|. so it is!'
II 'IIow do you knowf
Vi Il will tell yon,' she added, with
/ out replying to his question, what
o has become OF Noemi.'
y 'Can youl'
/, 'Yes; she loved ycup
Il 'But the yellow roseF
d 'She did not see the note. Youl
>. hasty departure caused her many
u tears; then, afterwards, she mar
lried Monsieur de Lorgsrel.' 4
8 M onsieur dc LorgerelP
i sYes, Monsieur de Lorgerel