Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1866-04-26
THE BROKEN ENGAGEMENT.
RY AMELIA PETIT.

RY AMELIA PETIT.
No, Carrie not bud" can Ispare from my peer
less rose. No doubt it seems selfish to keep them an
very Kind to me- darling since my Illness Frightening by
your presence and sympathy many dark hours OF sqer
ing. The tree shall be yours when my ngnts nave
become DAYS in that other land Since little Eva was in,
pratng ofyour twolovers have had story to ten you
to relate Raise my head little please tnat Will
It viii be twelve years Tomorrow since my twentieth
birthday Your mother was but one day past esnTe no
but we always celebrated the ear
, for my betrothed Lawrence Emore had promised TO
tss
te He bringing bouquet Of half opened rose buds
bearing three fragrant white buds just ready expand
into full flower The buds he insisted upon twinng with
accomplished with wonderful skill making the green
leaves snowy buds CLEAN here and there among the
a an way
laughed the compliments off as best could tor to no one
Lawrence clerk, industrious and economical
Still he deemed it not prudent to marry in less than Two
should not be public My only motive to avoid
the comments and discussions of acquaintances.
flowers every thing were admirable the company
in fine spirits nothing occurred to make dark
returned from heightened tour in South America.
Early in the evening he introduced to me, and en-
tertained greatly with accounts OF wild adventures
and descriptions of tropical scenery Several times dp-
ring the evening thrown together and that sub
tie something which tells a maiden when she has
admrer told that Lewis Hueton would pursue the
TIA Months int f m Heeon and oad 9Gpe
Lawrence seldom present. books and study occupied
ms % ne ss WENT O
stanty There was a new charm in the devotion OF the
stopped to think whittier drifting. One day,
six months after party beautiful bouquet sent
weeks and said to myself he has sent this to say he is
coming tonight; Iopened and read; !,
"LEwIs HUTTON
The paper fell from my startled fingers and first
time in months obliged to think STOPPING to raise
the note, brushed against the rose which with infinite
my brthnght The gentle touch of the leaves upon
my cheek smote me like a blow.
does not really love me- or he Would be more attentive
have scarcely seen him for two months and he becom-
ant formerly Why should my youth and beauty be
wasted in aiming little economies clerks wife, when
ing, having sed love and conscience dressed to meet
Mr.. Hueton He came--told me how l had grown into
lance. did not then accept his proposal though gave
him to expect answer would be favorable if
relatives were pleased.
Before sleeping wrote Lawrence, saying as gently
possible that could not happily share his lott that,
could not cheerfly labor as Iought to make his salary
suffice for therefore, ask freedom from my engage
words:
CLARA My best beloved-you are free. have moth
ing of yours to return, bit of blue ribbon that
tied your curls. l retain that.
felt instinctivey that my freedom had been purchas-
ed at the price of mortal anguish to another and would
gladly have 9ndone my work Shutting myself from eve
that tears denied me. The evening brought Mr..
ad n f my s rcH sy aR
the marriage, but aunt insisted that four months the
least possible time in which outfit could be prepared
laces and musns which wearied me- MIR. Hueton often
remarked my silent and thoughtful looks, which
G attributed ShVneSS
grand faith in ME he imagined my love was half
vanity.
At length, but eight days to pass before
rage The rose-troe was full of opening buds and an
half opened and brought the plant down to show Lewis
when he came in to spend the evening.
taste with wvl roses We're twined in your hair the first
time Of our meeting, what attracted me to you?'
bent over the tree to hide my glowing face He con-
But have not told you-l remain no longer this
friend By the way he is passionately fond of lowers
give me those two for they will fade before the day. and
cut the flowers and he left me- The day following
messenger brought request from Lawrence Fmore chat
had heard Of its wonirous beauty and knew how I had
reared it. could but send it, with every caution for it's
saying that he staying with dying friend The
thought that his friend was my discarded lover did not
The next morning Mr.. Hueton brought the rosetree
sho Of every bud and blossom He placed it upon the
My friend, Lawrence Elmore, cut them off, and start
Cd upnn long journey with them in his hand -
80 pity me-! cried, and fell senseless upon the floor
When Consciousness returned he holdng against
his heart but with such desolate brokenhearted look
in his face, that was fain to turn away my eyes.
"Pty yOu? Clara said he, "pty me have lost my
best loved FRIEND and beloved wife Lawrence did not
willingly betray your fault it only in the delirium of
his dying moments that learned what had caused his
illness and DEATH
Gently placing me on the sofa he left the house.
The wedding invitations had not been given out and
delayed by my sudden illness. From a servant
learned when Lawrences funeral would take place, and
spite Of remonstrance, attended, dressed plainly and
wearing heavy veil to avoid recognition He buried
Greenwood, and, alone in the carriage which uncle
sent, went to the grave. Mr. Hneton stood by my sde
not recognize me- UNTIL turned away he offered his
arm, conducted me to the carriage, and left without
word.
May my darling Carrie know such agony Of re-
suffered that day and for many years, feeling
that had murdered the loved and destroyed the
happiness OF one worthy of respect and affection Mr.
ueton At evening the package containing the few notes
had written him and miniature, handed me by
servant looked in vain for written word of his
He too noble to add reproach to those he knew
suffered yet too truthful to attempt paation of my
fault 1t then became necessary to tell uncle that
ken engagement mine yet could not bring his
tempt upon me by telling him ALL have related this to
you, Carrie, warming. Your affections given
man. do not re with the hottest feelings of another
Sometimes, when am gone, and you to Greenwood
bring rose for Lawrence Elmore.
EPISCOPAL CoUNCTL-The Council of the Pro-
testant Episcopal Diocese of Virginia will meet in
Alexandria on the 18th of May
IN MEMORIAM.