The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1870-10-27

in the South. After all were assem-
bled in the brilliant parlOrs, Mr.. La
I zelle came to his wife to inquire ifshe
knew that gentleman at the farther
end Of the room.
His eyes have followed YOU cor
SANITY whispered Mr.. Lazelle. 1T
was this that attracted my attention. !"
Mrs LaZelle east an inquiripg
I glance in the direction indicated by
her husband, and there beheld the IA
miliar face of one who caused her 10
live over again in a moment many
bygOne years. She avoided answer
ing his question, and as soon as she
could unnotieed, sought the large bays
window, where beneath the curtains
heavy folds she was comparatively
screened from observation. But there
was one eye that had followed her,
and he soon found his way to her re-
treat, and parting the curtains that
concealed her from the public gaze
entered her bOltdOiT and clasped in a
passionate embrace the long cherished
idol Of his affections, exelaiming:
Emma, my angel, my love, my
| life, Heaven forbid that we should ev-
er again be separatedr'
She resOlutely freed herself from
his embrace, and with all the grace
and dignity becoming a woman of
her character, demanded that he
should quit her presence, as he had
sought it at an improper time and in
an unbecOming manner; and prepaT-
ed 20 leave him, to join her husband.
But he clasped her once more passion
ately TO his bosom.
sfNo, she who has filed my night
visions, and occupied my day dreams
for so many years, now that / have
found her, nothing but death shall
separate us more. Will you not be
mine? Say, will you not be mine for
| eUer Y'
'I am not my own. I am anOth-
er's, was the half pitying response,
and her lips faltered: The hand that
was elasping hers relinquished its
grasp, and he sank pOwerless at her
feet. After a few paroxysms Of faint
ing and returning consciousness, he
compOsedly said:
Emma, am waking or sleeping {?
am I really in your presence, or is
this the vision that has so often visit
ed my pillow, and left me upon wax
ing 2''
fEYou are unmistakably in the pres
ence of Mrs Emily Lazelle-yOu per-
chance have known her bya different
name"
Emma Walford, is that dear name
changed? Are you no longer my own
dear Emma Walford ?'' and he gaZed
earnestly in those deep hazel eyes that
never before better concealed the Ian
guage they feign would have ex-
pressed.
tI am not. now yours, nor do 1 re-
member ever having been ~ and Mrs.
Lazelle disdainfully drew herself from
his presence.
"Stay only one moment, may not,
have not right to claim for single
moment your attention? Answer me
one question Emma, did you ever love
me?"
Still more haughtily shestOOd before
him.
'dr. st. Clair, these are not proper
words for you to utter or me to hear.
You never asked me that question
when it would have done you any
good to know. 1 am now a wife, my
duties are hencefOrth anOther's and I
have not time or words to waste far
ther in this interview. You must
claim my attention no longer"
''Lend me your hearing but for a
very short time, L have something Of
importance to communicate; and then
l will leave YOU forever. Long and
earnestly have loved you; you have
been for years a part of my very eXis-
tence. But I had conceived the pre-
iudice that marriage was an evil, and
hardened my heart against all thought
or desifes for such an allegiance, and
after the frenzy of such sentiments
had passed, found l was subject to
passions and appetites that justly for
bade my entering such a relation. But
I was convinced at length that could
never be happy without you, also that
1 would never bring misery to the
heart of her whom L adOred. l set
myself resolutely to the task of
reforming the evil habits into which
I had fallen, determines if for one
year I could completely master my
besetments, would come and offer
myself at the shrine of my hearts
idolatry. A year had just passed, and
l had not yielded once to temptation,
and felt that had achieved victory
worthy to commend me to your favor,
and on that fatal day l called at your
fathers residence and desired an in
terview with his daughter. Tears
gathering in his eyes, he informed me
that you had that day left his home,
the reason he knew not, neither the
place of your destination or the
time of your return. . With the despair
of one who sees the hopes of a life
time blighted in an hour, I left. A
month of wearisOme days and nights
passed by till distracted by sOrrCw,
despair and remOrse, I determined to
quit forever the place, unless it were
consecrated by your presence. l re-
solved to travel in search of my darl-
ing lost treasure, and never to rest till
il my grave, or in the presence of her
who was dearer than life, and now
am I surprised by finding the object
of my search, and yet more truly lost
than before. But dearest, give me
one moments happiness before die,
by assuring me that you ever loved
me-"
''Warren, did love you, and the
blighting of that affection has cast a
shadow over all my future life"
One, not altogether disinterested in
the matter, CHANGED to pass that way
Just in time to hear the last remark.
fro BE CONTINUED.