The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1868-01-23

ne continued: =
+" You are lovers then - but tell me,
who told you that you were not brother
and sister!"
And the crimson passed slowly from
her cheek, and the clear paleness returned.
The thought had never struck her =
1t was now strange, delightful, and in
toxicating in suspense. He noticed her
eyes dilating with wonder, and said, qui-
etly:-
You love him, Camilla, and it is
proper that you should = when were you
informed of not being brother and sister,"
Never: but is it so, father? why not
tell us?"
"You love Austin. He needs your
affection no longer : the earth is damp
and fresh over his grave. A sandy swamp
by the Rapidan is his resting place : he
is dead!"
Austin!"
Austin. He to whom you have given
your heart, has passed from the world
dishonorable It is the end of traitors =
he fed to our enemies and joined them
= thank God he is dead I"
No tear, or sob, or sign of sorrow, be-
trayed her emotion; no outbreak Of Ia
mentation found vent at her lips. She
would treasure such sorrow, and live
upon it. Her material being was unaf-
fected by the loss, and could not suffer.
Within was a fountain, whose source
would never run dry while bloom and
youth remained to nourish its exhilarat-
ing supply, and inhame the spirit with
that longing for eternal bliss, which only
the just experience.
" You loved him = your brother. So
shall unholy alliances end. You dared
to foster passion without understanding
its extent, and miserable indeed shall be
your punishment. The renegade is
dead, thank God, another blot is wiped
off the name of Cameon: but for him l
would be happy to-day : my voice
would be heard among men, and my in
fuence felt everywhere He has ruined
me, and in my shame l will rejoice in
his death"
" Mercy!"
"He deserves none His course was
dishonorable aud treacherous, he smote
his father, and was smitteu."
Fatherl"
" You loved him as a lover. You
trusted him even to extremity. He is
dead now, and your eyes are dry. -
Strange world there are vermin on the
surface, whose whole existence is pity.
Tears come down when word is spoken
urgently; but when friends die they are
examining their last testimony to ascer-
tain the amount of property bequeathed
them. You have wept nightly for many
weeks about nothing your fancied love
= brother is now dead, and you drop no
tear on his memory"
Camilla shed no tear; happy for her
if she could Her eyes burned in the
parching film that overspread her sight;
and an emotion, which no tears could dis
solve, lay icy at her heart. Now she
could smile at grief, and force open with
cruel hand the stern and bitter thral-
dom of her life. Evenly did her woes
meet = the last poise her destiny remain
ed fixed, and as it were, her being now
passed through the valley of the Shadow
of Death.
"Your lover is dead. How came it
that you loved him? Brothers are only
respected by their sisters, - not loved
Did he regard you with the same pas
sion?"
Ali he loved me - loved me more
than life. | see the blush now, that Of
ten burned On his cheek when he whis-
pered it in my ear - nothing was left me
but to love him in return"
Your brother?"
+" My Austin"
"Fie, child! forget him, and be sorry
for what you have done. Here, he has
returned your tokens"
The crimpled flowers, her picture, and
the letter of warning, which Austin re-
ceived from some unknown friend when
he lay wounded in the old farmhouse by
the Rappahannock, and which Edgerton
appropriated to himself on the night Of
the abduction. She eagerly received
them from his hand and looked upon
them; then at his face, and beheld that
his countenance had turned pale. An
acclamation was at her lips, but seeing
the visible change wrought upon him,
she restrained herself.
ne Wdtcucu hcr loT bOme mlnutesJ
probably awaiting some remark in order
to hurl his reproaches the more bitter
fortunately she desisted, and, after some
delay, he found he must break the ST.
lence himself
You are lovers = the thought is
dreadful; leagued against your father =
it's sacrilege! How can you be true to
one another, when you are false to me.
You have calculated on my death = the
joint possession of my property, and
guilty alliance by marriage: we shall see
how you will prosper; but oh you shall
pass through persecution and darkness
before you realize your plansl"
Camilla was exhausted in an effort to
speak. He had risen from his seat, aud
was about to depart =
s. Be prepared to wait upon Mr.. Edger-