The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1881-09-09
FRANK, OR AN ILL TREATED
LOVER.
BY A "FLIRTED ONE"

To hate, us not meet;
But to love in vain,
| Is TO break heart in twain.
The village in which my hero
lived and died still flourishes. The
memory of him, who has long since
lain in the dust, has been carried
off on the tide of Oblivion, into an
ocean of everlasting forgetfulness.
Let his name be known as Frank,
and throughout my story, you will
nnd him true to his name.
Frank was the son of a rich old
stock farmer, living IN the State OF
Mississippi, Oh the banks of one of
the "most beautiful inlets of Col.
umbia's southern shore.r
Raised up in the midst of an af-
iectionate family, and educated in
u Christian school, he possessed in
all eminent degree, for country
boy, the most refined manners.
Besides other accomplishments
he was tall, stout and handsome,
winning the respect of all by his
noble conduct.
But alas! his earthly bliss finally
ends. Like many young men OF the
day he falls in love. Sweet is that
name, but often are its consequent
ces bitter.
While on visit to one of his un-
cles, who resided in a city not far
from Franks father, he met his
first and last love.
In her, at once, did he place all
hope OF his future happiness.
1t was bliss for him to be in her
presence, apd in no other place
could he enjoy himself. Long aud
earnest were his conversations aud
often were his visits; but praise
to him, for often may have been
his visits, yet he never deviated
from his path OF duty, aud not
until that was done did he visit
her. t
She vowed and declared to be
ever faithful aud true to him but
what cozenage lies in woman's
heart! How often have they, with
out pity, crushed the tender bud
of love aud thrown it to its fate
With countenance beaming
with truth did he declare that none
but her should be his wife. His
expression clearly showed that this
declaration came from a sincere
heart.
Frank had never loved befo re;
he knew not woman's heart.
The time now came for them to
part, and though they had known
each other only a few mouths, it
was bitter His last words were,
Farewell; forget me not.D
Nearly three weeks elapsed when
Frank, impatient of waiting any
longer for any news from her, wrote
a long and loving letter requesting
her to write at least one word.
He waited long and patiently for
an answer, ,butin vain. He could not
entertain the idea that she loved
ansther. Ills soul was too noble
for such q base thought. After
lthfee weary months had passed
AWAY his request was granted, and
over granted, too. as
One bright morning In June a
letter was put into his h.. j. He
blushed as he glanced over the ad-
dress. 1t was in the handwriting
of his town dearr He quickly
opeued ii, aud to his astonishment
read; 81 am yours no more; am
f, another's. Rosa.u
Hardly able to stand so sudden
a shock, he staggered in his room
and fell upon the bed, where he re
.lnnined tor some minutes in q per
fo0t svoon, during which time he
repeated the contents Of that fatal
letter.
His beamiug coun.enance had
! bscomo dull, and his features had
n lest much Of their lustre; 10 aword
, he seems 10 be an old man, though
"A stin With.that same agreeable dis
i. position which be possessed before
The tender bud, which ne had
kept 80 pare and holy, and which
! had jaat begun to open, was crushed
land trampIed upon.
-lssd He could ncYer more think Of of
] fcrinp his. love to anofE1f. IF ht
iwae nnhhIe To biynf HlId fresl