American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1869-02-20

dU utIS HlulS ItJOlDuel, Uub III Hldh
ing bread and churniDg butter, and
keeping house, 1 am not to be out
done"
The young man felt more in pity
than in love, but his visits did not
| always so result. He began to feel
magnetic attraction, and he mainly
attributed 1t to Helen's beauty; but
the truth is, her sweetness and art
lessnesS of character, engaging man
nerS and disposition, quite won the
city bred aristocrat, Fred. Lane.
There was a fire reslInesS about every
thing she said or did. She perplexed
as we'll as delighted him. ..
Often, as he wo1ide1est how some
homely expression would be received
in good society, some beautiful senti
.timent would suddenly drop like
pearls from her lips mo fe remarkable
for originality than brilliancy.
IF | should fall into the snare"
thought he, :" can educate her. 1T
will he worth trying"
1t was useless to comba his pas
sion; so at last he fell at He lens feet,
figuratively speaking and confessed
his love for her. =. ~;
81 care not, Helen. only be mine."
was his invariable answer to her eX-
clamation of unworthiness. How
she would appear in society,""
They were married. had returned
from their wedding tour, and yet, at
the expiration of their honeymoon,
Erred was more in. love than ever. AT
grand entertainment, given by the
relatives of the bridegroom, Helen
looked more beautiful than ever.
Her husband did not insist that she
shouli depart from simplicity, and
indeed, without jewels or laces, with
that fresh. white robe, simple sash
of blue, and ornaments Of fair moss
roses, she was by far the most lovely
creature in the room.
AS she entered the great saloon,
blazing with light, her heart failed
her.
"Shall l love him as dearly" she
asked herself,t if find he is asham-
ed of me? cannot bear the thought;
but should he overcome all cOnven-
tional notions, then he shall be proud
of his wife" 49,.
How. she watched him as he pre-
Sented her TO one and another
"Simple," whispered magnificent
girl, resplendent with diamonds, as
shecurled herlips and passed by. The
observation escaped neither Hell
en- nor ser husband. She looked at
him. . He smiled a lovers smile, and
only drew her closely to. his side.
Many in that brilliant gathering
pitied poor Fred, land wondered why
he had maltyred himself on the
shrine of ignorant rusticity.
But he! O, joy! he seemed to love
her the more as she clung to his arm
SO timidly. His noble face express
ed the pride he truly felt, and he
looked as If he would have swept
back the scorners with one motion O
his hand, had they ventured one wave
too high on the score of his pride
He seemed to excuse every look
every wetd, not in conformity to Ell
quette; and Helen'S heart beat high
a id tears came to her eyes, when sh'
felt how noble heart she had won
The young bride stood near he
husband, talking in Il low tone, wliel
new conner appeared. She was ;
beautiful, slightly formed creature
with naughty features. Ill-conceal
ed sc0rn lurkcd in the brilliant eye
whenever she glanced toward Helen
Once she held sway over his hrart
, and hearing whom he had married
she :fancied her time had come. :: :,
! "Do you suppose she knows an.
, thing ?" whispered low voice nea
her.
HeIen's eyes sparlklel, her fac
, flushed indignantly. She turned t
< her husband. He was gone, speak
ing at a distance with friend.
"Do you play, Mrs. Lane?" sh
asked. There was mocking ton
4 in her voice. ,...
| "a little" answered Helen, h,
!. cheeks blushing.
e "And sing ?'
e GA little," was the half reply,
Then do us a favor" exclaime
Miss Somers. looking askance at he
e companions.
r "Come, l myself will lead you
the instrument"
d Hank whose masterly touch ? II
stantly was the halfspoken wor
arrested 4; the cold ear and haught
head were turned i'll listening su
', prise. Such melody! Such corre'
st intonation Who is she? She pla,
a like an angel!
a. And again, hark A voice rol
y "a flood of melody; clear, powert
is and passing sweet astonishmel
3, gives many a faint cheek u DEF
d scarlet. There is deep silence u
.. broken and the silver Strains flo
e up:
Aye! care not for cold neglect
III Though tears unbidden start,
III And scorn is but bitter word
Save when it breaks the heart
5 IF one be true.
T. If one be true,
If The world may careless be,
Is Since may only keep my love,
# And tell my grief to thee"