The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1874-05-29


out feeling pang that strikes through
my hear like a bolt of ice? Oh, cruel
eyes, that once looked love into mine,
and then-turned cold and glittering as
steel, and stabbed me with your pitiless
glance Oh, cruel mouth, that once
shoYered warm kisses on my passionate
lips, and then uttered words that turned
my affection to gall and my young life
into bitterness Oh, wretched, misera-
BILE pastl thought thou vast buried for
ever! rdug thy grave deep, and tram
pied it down hard, that never flower or
green blade should grow above it, Yet
the ghost of my murdered love rises now,
and the specter fills my being with un-
utterable horror and pain. made TO
myself an idol, and prostrated myself
in blind worship before it, and it was
clay Mea CulpaI Mea Culpa! and
Oh, my soul,
| Icannot comfort thee at all,
| Nor on the Comforter dare call;
BE still, nor utter cry or moan;
| Thy burhen thou must bear alone.
Tears Nay, neverI 1 have forgotten
how to weep; and Gustavus is rich and
intensely respectable, and respectfully
stupid, and I shall-doubt not, be happy
So close this leaf Of my album and o.
my life.
Next is sweet Alice, with sad, wistfu
eyes, and long, fair hair; poor little
maiden, with every advantage that thu
world could give, she died broken
hearted for love Of worthless scamp
and the SHOWS of three winters have fal
len on her tomb.
This roly- poly lump Of humanity
evidently did not want to be took
INrr~A de Il r,
mother or nurse, appear on eithe
side under the arms where tn
"waist' is supposed to be, although /
would be hard to distinguish in that be
wildering bundle OF white; the Gilman
Of infantile disgust is expressed upoI
the features, and the mouth is spreat
for a roar. Unfortunate victim of ma
terial pride: may thy woes never b.
greater than those that trouble the
now.
Schoolmates' familiar faces gaze a
me mutely from the pages; they brinI
thoughts ofthe long-ago companionship
and the merry days we have passed to
gether. Heighoi Some are married
some are dead. Our wealthy Ounce
thousands bought a brilliant lawyer
and she leads society in Washington
astonishing il with her marvellou
toilettes and grammatical blunders
Our poor beauty sold herself TO an olI
millionaire, and failing to satisfy he
starving heart with Jewels and finl
clothes, stepped aside from the marrow
path, and her name is written witt
those whose sin the bitterest tears vii
fail TO wash away. The virtuous of he
sex (those who have never heen tempted
beyond their strength) gather thei
skirts close, and pass with averted ewes
/ speaking with scornful tongues of tn,
doting husband and young lover. God
alone knows her temptation and suffer
ing. Let Him be her judge.
This girl with brown eyes is al
authOress, and this one with Greciai
profile and vuluptuous form is in an in
sane asylum. Little Joe's round child:
face looks up at me half defiant, hal
scared; and do ! not think of q CLOSED
drawer in in my bureau, where broker
toys, half-worn clothes and little shabby
shoes lie waiting for the baby who will
need them never more? My eyes are
weak, think. Blue eyes are seldom
strong.
And this-well OF all the prepos.
ferrous bOnnets that / ever saw, this is a
little the worst There is a miniature
wheat field adOrns the summit; the cape
resembles a Juvenile wagon-shed, and an
immense spreading bow of plaid ribbon
is laid out primly under the chin. Why
will people be so lost to all sense of pro-
priety as TO sit for pictures in their bon
nets, when the fashion thereof changes
so frequently? Why will they wear
such monstrosities, anyhow? / am
sure | never would.
Gustavus looks over my shoulder.
"Ah examining your album ?
Funny, old-fashioned thing. That's a
good likeness Of you, though. Best one
L ever saw
The face is familiar. I am aghast. A
horrible light dawns upon my brain. It
cannot be. 1t is. Great Scott did 1
ever look like this?
"And it's the best one ever saw OF
you" repeats Gustavus, obtusely, as
he walks away sucking the end of his
cane.
am tired of looking at pictures; it is
''stale, fiat and unprofitable;'' the world
is hollow and l want TO go into a con-
vent.