The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1868-03-14

'P1ApNNN 0Ha NAhAh1NI ouu hARs MtN4 lVNM u
admiration II was her life, a5 lgay1
!; Her reign was supreme, None contested
with her the heartsshs had won, There was
only one, Carrie Rutiedge, who threatened 10
equal her IN conqtests. The illness of rela-
tivesoon called her home, and my sister was
left to usnrp. the whole. A belle, without 4
rival, lattefed to satisfaction, her time passed
swiftly aud happily away. F''s 4
A sunny day ii winter Is hailed as 4 bles-
sing. It.was such a day when the bare forest
seemed trembling with joy I was leaning
against western window, watching with in-
tense pleasure tie bright sun clothing the
earth with It's Last warm rays. ! was lost to
an passing scenes, dwelling in \ land ofimagi-
nation. Unconscious, until aroused BY The
light touch .; ahsud upon my own. Both q
mine were takenSin,a warm pressure while
eyes full q light, and beautiful lips breathed,
Little Sister, how I love you Have YOU
ever fell 4 deep thrill of JOY tFemBle through
every nefYe7 vibrating % the hearts core.
leaving blessed sensation as Of half waking
half leeping on the Pearly shores Of q iaF. oa
land | Closely and tenderly / was drawn ID
the bosom Of the one IahGa RoFshippsd, not
loved Loving words and blooming visions oi
the future were woven and rose and fell upon
ny, listening spirit, until it felt as though all
earth and heaven we're embraced III that smile
that eloquent eye, Yss,.I loved, ] hesitated
not to promise eternal fidelity. And he, our
seifstyled brother, vowed death before deser.
tion Of his souls little darling.lb Adele, life
had no more shadows, Each day brought re-
newed promises and tokens Of faithfulness.
trusted, as who would not, Language from lips
50 seemingly pure. Ny souls identity was
lost, and.iodhd itself only as existing in the
life of Rodolph Munro Many were the stolen
moments Of conversation. Numberless ex.
c1ses were mada to accompany US to school
and to meet US on our return. Whenever
was forced to 90 alone, which was frequent,
my sister not being q very regular attendant,
ROdolph was sure 70 60 with me He Appeared
t6caro nOught Tor other society than nine !
was happy No frown or shade to heart or
face. / was With him IN many walks and
rambles through the town and out into the
country, showing me the views and collecting
the hazIe, chestnut ehinkapin,y and hickory
nuts, with which the woods abounded. was
q child, and it was all right No gossipihp
tongues made hight Of our names Thus
passed many weeks Do all joys have an
awakening Then did mine 8
Ny sister was . coqpette. She triasd With
and tossed many hearts.frorn her. One, Maynr
loved her He4was not d resident of the place
but . frequent visitor During his absence q
correspondence was regularly interchanged
between them, She prolessed to love him de.
vot6dly, and they were engaged, was mu,
tual confident and read all the letters Of both,
| was pleased for Maynr was fayorits Of
mine, and / looked to the hour with pleasure
when he should be my brother. felt.no envy,
no jeslousy5 for was not blessed in the loye
Of one for vhomit was heavento live Oh
how | longed to tell my sister all, that sh,
might rejoice with me as | did with her. Bui
Rodolph had exaeted 4 promise that I would
aspsr tell nay sister Of our love uhtil he CAV,
me liberty, Trnshpgly ! promised. Alas
we learn only with years the Inconsistency q
human nature.
Tho evening Of February IS, 1851 was
very cold and drsarys From some underlined
cause felt unusually melancholy. Vainly
did endeayor toeast from me lhe gloom thai
became oppressive and thielsenea rather than
as evening closed. I knew IT not at
the time, but was then learning, that coming
events cast their shadows before. Late in the
night While ! was playing with several
school eompanionsIn d friends room, my sis
tef seht.for he. For q moment my heart atooi
still Sitting groan, and wondering a. M
strange feelings / went to her. Crouched oyei
the FIRE, with face resting in her hands, was my
sister, She did not move on my entrance. but
.as ! approached, rose and turned such liyit
face upon me as | hope never again to sec ii
liisi and etsrhity 40 greater woe could B,
inflicted, than to Be forever compelled to gsz
upon il, Her whole form quiyered with IN,
terrible anger which was dashing like atorna
40 over her soul / stood mute, with arm
folded waiting for The breaking Of ffhetsnfpesl
which ! Eslt must soon burst lknev not il,
cause, but By an intuition given to rs At time,
4 felt that was in some way connected Wit
it Her eye daaaled with It's flashing light
stood Is one doomed bsiors al avoneing ahgr
goddess. HerliPs parted, and Language moi
bitter and destroying than the tongue "a
repeat fell like burning lava from them,
Accusing me of robBing her cf her love, {
sleeping The sponge IL gall and wormwood /
press b hsF lips You love Rodolph Munro
she scornFully hisssd rather than spoke 10
poor, ugly, sickly little wretch You dare
encourage the love Of Rudolph Munro b
You believe ne loves you No. wretch, Il
shrieked, ne loves ne 4pe--do You Ihear2 Il
| II ny betrothea, ny love and heaven sha
fall, death stiaen your bones. and bis iife
crushed beneath my vengeance, ere you sha
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