The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1868-05-02
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e." "a rrbo .at theroin. As she regarded With
s.o.-nf,,l tenderness the youth seated ct her
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= aNav Ouintin;. said she, .'say net 90; it il
lfee,inr which actuates met is feeling which
nromcts me to say-it must not be. Had not
feeling for nv father, do you believe would act
ao,trary TO nv own desires-would cause you
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..Ts tb;s rour love 2" said the other with
tsr. 81 fretfulness. "Methinks it cannot be very
IA IN. nr.ysrse and obst,nats tyranny Of a"
"St.v yeur words" interrupted she, as she
laid her delicate hands tenderly on his lips
s.You v;ll respect the father If you esteem his
,,hildn
III. noble mind of the youth was struck with
she reproof, and although it avsrse to his de-
sirss. her flial obedisncs told Of so much pure
and holy excellence, that he instantly made rep
aration. :.
Forgive me, dearest he entrested Il spoke
hastily and unworthy OF myself. But your words
have crazed my soul, which builds it's happiness
ON the possession Of you Ii it may not ps that
shall be yonr husband oh promise me that no
other ehall?'
q 81 would fain do 50" sighed the afflicted virgin
sbvtif INV fathsr commands, can disobey? have
had no mothers care since ohildhood but have
scarce felt the loss; he has thrown by the cold
ness Of man and been very woman in his affec-
ton for me- Shall repay his kindness wltn m
an ether. + cannot do so; but if he bids me we'd
Ouintin, you would not censure me = ,,l.g
The expiring rays Of the setting sun fell on her
featnres as she earnestly glanced upon her lover
"Ab.n cried the youth With sudden start, rs
he struck his hand upon his brow, "why that
blush, that agitation Deceive me not, Eliza, you
ore not surprising case. This has already hap
,apened see il ill. He has selected q bride
eroo,n... = re
= The maid sank her head upon his bosom, and
through her struggling tears she sobbed-- z
ssQuintin, thou hast said it." h,T
Desperate was tho conflict in the bosom Of the
youth as he sat like one in trance, his eyes
fxed on hers, which, like tho sun breaking
Through the clouds of the passing storm, cleaned
from under their dripping lashes, and soon he
, saw tho rainbow Of hope. ~
"Who ia nv rival n he asked with voice
scarcely audible.
"yan Deg" she answered, ssrrowfully.
'sDo you love him, Eliza ?"
.How can Won ask p
Twill you marry him ~
sMv fathers happiness is dearer TO me than
saay own. Think You would wantonly Sacrifices
it?ry ~ ,vty 4rl,
"Bnt why Van Deg ?"
because he excels in my fathers art"
"Alas" cried the despairng lover "why had
4 not been painter!'
4
Tho bod Of Quintin was one Of thorns as he
threw himself on 1t and yielded to his agony Of
thought.
How vain, yet how ardently had he loved
now industrionsly had he labored to procure her
attachment, and Just when he had achieved the
victory over her confding heart all that he strug
gled for was lost--no not lest--he could bear the
Thoughts of her death, he could weep over her
grave, he could nurse the vegetation above it.
he could-but to think that the prize must be torn
from him to be given to anothers embrace, there
was madness in it.
And then Van Deg, that rough, naughty, dis
tant man, how unworthy he to possess d jewel of
such value, how unfit TO nurture such a tender
plant, how unsuitable his unsocial spirit for the
angel who needed some congsnial soul to insure
her felicity
"W'ill she not droop wither, die in the cold at
mosphere about him 7" he asked himself, when
at length exhausted nature yielded to WEAKNESS,
and lie fell asleep.
Tho mind, though, yielded not to tho fatigue
of the body; On the contrary, it seemed more
filed with life. He imagined himself in the
street The bells rang the people shouted, and
gay equipages passed by. It was day Of public
rejeicing, for Eliza, the daughter OF Algipi, was
to wed Van Dog, tho nations favorite, the col.
ssbrated painter People .ecounted the scenes he
had delineated and landed the artist 70 the skies