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sunny; she was thrust hither and thither
El better dressed people; she saw shops
overloaded with delicate viands—her child
cried for them—that cry irritated her; she
was herself very, very hungry. Ye, who
have never hungered, be merciful in your
condemnation. On that day, at that mo
ment, her heart hardened; she, who had,
through all her misery, never yet been
selfish, now entered into her own soul.--
She said to herself; " Yes, he will die," &
she was glad; "and were I quit, too, of
this whimpering brat, I am not yet twenty
--my beauty may return—l can shill for
myself were I but quit of him!" It was a
diabolical thought. She was in a crowd
ed thoroughfare—she did not attempt to!
lose him:—no, I will never believe it ; I
am myself a father;—but she was care
less, abstracted, reckless. That night she
aas a widow and childless.
Then people were kind to her. The
overseers took blame to themselves—mag
nanimous souls! They had no idea that
the case was one of extremity. Howev
er, they were pious folks; their I rw .s at
the parish church were decorated with
,
crimson curtains moving upon bright brass
rods; consequently they told the widow
' that "God willed everything for the best,"
and bade her take comfort, but she could
not;-- her little Alfred !
Whether the parish authorities were ye-
Beauty, thou art a dangerous but a, ry assiduous in their search after the lost
bright mantle—there is fire, too, in thy little pauper, we know not—he was never
brightness; for sometimes, like the shirt , found ; but this we know, when Mr. Bloat- ,
ofDejaaira, thou art fatal to the wearer—er, the overseer, met Mr. Scrimp, the yes
sometimes, like a flower that is withered , ,
try clerk and attorney, that es ening, in i
up by the sun, destructive t.. .1... sser! . •:tie e'. I.curnished apertineuts of the mas-
Of the.; Cleßhiy, f) HpC r:i ~' 't
r [,-,J . r irr of :h.i workhouse, they ct neratulated
fur c.il, Arne Will:lns ht..] almost more each other and the parish over an excel-'
than mortal's share. She was the 'laugh. lent bottle of port, at the expense of the ;
ter of low, almost vagabond, parents; of . said parish, at their good luck in getting
her father she knew little—lie disappeared I rid, in one day, of two such inounibran- !
wh he had attained her tenth year, o- , ens us the father and the son. God had,
ve .. lehned, no doubt, in some of those Ino doubt, taken them both—so they
pro-
gullies of filth and wretchedness that per- j neunced it a God send. i
forate the heart of this metropolis—he was I Let us pass rapidly over the next fir-
heard of no more. Her. motbsr was a I teen scars of Ann's life. The housekeep- 1 ,
practical political economist ; she in the It r of Sir Peter Rankles, a middle-aged
e
neighborhood of Paddington, verified one, bachelor, had heard of her story, so he
of its principal dogma: —the turning into! took Ann upon trial as housemaid. Her
the utmost profit the residuum, the caput: beauty returned, if possible, with an in
mortuuM oftho raw material—she gained , creased splendor. Sir Peter, alter well
her Evelihood by sifting cinders—a dirty,' satisfying himself with her looks, wished
but certainly an honorable employ'—and, , next to be satisfied with her story. lie
thanks tq the carelessness of our metro- : then gave her his countenance, because
politan menials, not altogether unprofita- ; he liked her own so well; afterwards an
ble—as many a silver spoon and fork re-education, us he said that he intended her !
',yarded - Mrs. Wilkins' 'inquisitorial re- , ; to succeed his housekeeper ; he was his
searches. Till Ann %yes fouiteen she 01 ii steward. So she was taught music,
shook her elbows on the dusty field, iedancing, French, and Italian, in order the
unison with her mother, and, looking at Letter to be able to check the bakers' and
them, I nssure the reader, that she did it, butchers' bills. The old housekeeper o
with infinitely more grace than ever was pelted her eyes; she, however, shut them
possessed by the Marquis of 14---, tho' again in quiet satisfaction, upon being pen
the:ivories fell from under his ariAoeratie sioned out of office in excellent style.—
mannal vibrations, and ashes frees hers. People began to surmise; Sir Peter grew
Yes, she was a beauty—tall, rounded, angry, and talked °Otis disinterestedness.
glowing; with eyes that could madden and Now, it was well known, that everybody
lips that could smile awes the: resslaces. who knew Sir Peter, and everybody who
At fourteen her eotepanions begr a es te at I:new Ann, did not want the baronet t o
her es a ‘sorase; she no lonaer silVd, marry the widow of the journeyman ha
shoeless and stooluin,:less—site pos• her- her, so they went the very best way about
self' airs, and bogged people to belen. , & c li ng th e match. They said, "that it
g - ;:litssilly—Bach a smast dress, al, rt. e..' ''.: wss improper and scandalous," and thee
cotton steckinas, and prittily sandaled ; dared him to do it: he did it—only to
shoes nor Suadays—that was a foot—tier- prove that it was neither scandalous nor
er mind—why should we speak of her tilproper.
fhot, when so many, eve n then, Were :bin':-' Sir Purer had his: reward--she made
ing of her hand. ; him an excellent wife, and he wadi for
There is a great ufiinity`tetween Strongher an excellent will.
.
contraCte. A young baker, not yet out of, At the age of thirty-the behold Lady
his tithe, not mere than eighteen years of ; Ann Rankles, just clear of her first year ,
age, saw and loved. They both were ;of her widowhood, resplendent i„ beauty,l
powder profusely—there was sympathy stepping into her well-appointed carriage,
in that—the only difference was in thecol- ; in order to make one at a dinner party in I
or; 'Owing to our excellent poor law's, &,' Brunswick Square. Her hostess was al
the excellent state of' morals of our poor, ' so a widow, the relict of a Colonel Candor
the effect of those excellent poor laws, son, of the Honorable East India Comps
tlierk two Minors committed the great, ny's service, rich, avaricious, fond of play
Mistake—marriage--and Ann Wilkins as - 7-past forty, and not very remarkable for
Was, and Ann Runt as is', Or use the Pad- 1 personal charms. She was one of those
dingtoppatois, s was, at a little more than of whose intimacy—it ,is the moral we
the age-Of fifteen, a moiher. Start not! wish to inculcate s —we should beware. "I
Thisis en 'unexaggerated fact. The beau.: i never forget my friends, and never fors
tiftli Cinderella, eye she was out of herin• I give my'enemies," was continually in her
fancy, was fast sinking down into the sick- i mouth, and, at least, the latter part in her ,J
ly, and the dowdy, dilly mother, heart. For the first clause of her creed;„
Of low life. Then came the- parish Medi- I 1 never knew that her lliends were very
Cal 'attendarap, and the begrudged parish' grateful; how she acted upon the second',
relief, and' obtairied gin, when food it-I will shortly be shown. To apply heraph-
was :unattainable; the lowering' leok,!orism to herself, I ! know no one of whose !
the.heavy curse, and the heavier curse of Motions so much forgetfulness ought to;
thd debased boy-husband. His time was have been wished, or of whom, as Chris-
out, and his employment precarious.— tians, we should have more to forgive.
What God laid intended Ann to 'be it I , Let us now suppose Mrs. Colonel Can-
would be impiety to presume, but what she derson to have 'filled,, her two drawing- !
warn-what man had made her—L-even the rooms with her evening party, in addition!
evil One hiMself must have felt pity to be- to her dinner guests; that she, has left the
hold: .., , ,This was the dark, the dangerous'"
task .of .. making them comfortable"---a
tied 6.. .*, , ,life.• . She looked at her wail- word • not yet explOded in Brunswick!
mg infantrshe saw it press the enfeebled,
, Square-,-to her toady, and has made her-
the fittecid, the milkleSs
,bosoM,, and she self so at her whist-table, for she, has got!
. •Wished it dead. Ho* she lived tin:thigh' a shrivelled, adult, roguish lawyer for her '
those four years drags and:*ret&edness partner, and Lady Rankles- for an oppo,,
sho'never could tell ; site was not yet nine- neat. Mrs. Canderson is all smiles, but
ieen, when 'her misery seemed to have at- they : are glittering and false as summer
fained'ititherrible.climai. Her husband ice.' Theeppearance, the all-beautiful up
lay
ill;' • in' the last stageot a,rapid degline , ! paarance . of - Lady Rankles was, on that
• Whilst-the man wits ,dYi4, :two parishes, Memerahle . night, not beyond all descrip-
eiCh of which was disputing
,whihould fien, fort,ceuld describe it'.-but I will not.
not be encumbered with his banes, raised I' hold the rernernbraaq9 : 4 lier,ae.adayo
relief, Things were in •,thia state when te4 lover, does the truntatufa, of his i atEttn.
Ann; taking her child in her hand, pro, cell iii; his lioSOrri, not to be' obtruded on the
needed through the crowds of the Well-fed eye .of :the inquisitive, the , cold, or the
' . 4 ili. giiy, tq ,sepk, rear* at the hands worldly ! Titere,is : qppOg 4e tratigeg,
:title magistrate, against . .the . fithilinitnity afterlll . --fcii who epuld ey,er,:ha ye rpm&
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Then why put ofr till to-morrow
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fingers, that so agitate the bosoms of the
beholders, once agitated the cinder sieve?
The expression of her countenance is that
of a subdued joyousness. Once, or per
haps twice, in the course of a day, a little
absence of manner, and a swimming of
the eyes in tears that she could nut re
press, 3 -et would nut let fall, told, that e•
ven the summer of a loveliness sweet as
hers was sometimes overcast with a pass
ing cloud; yet did it not, on that account,
seem the less transcendent.
But she had seine dreadful hours of sol
itude. There, there was the throbbing of
the riven heart, the a ild tossing of the
• arms, the agonized wringing of the hands
—"My Alfred, my little angel !" And in
the darkness of night. and in the world of
dreams, sleeping or waking, the icy Land
of retire tri , nt lay heavy on her heart, and
thr n the childless mother felt the horror of
hyi ng hei g hte ne d by the dread of death --
I often did she scan cr,er cry h.-
, Iln nt of that fatal morning; how fearfidlv
e x : c t aas r very face painted to her, that
sh,• had met in that walk ; and how die
strained ever \ Ilene that sectip_4l to cut
; into her tOiu ning heart, to find out some
exculpation for what she a ished, hut could
nut call, her passk e crime ? The fact ev
er came painted to her in pictures of lire
upon her brain, that a h en s he mis se d the
little, hungry bobber from her side, she
did not look back until she hoped, until
she knew, that looking bac was fruitless.
She would repeat to nerseh; ant I it was
uttered in t•Cl'ITII;-- 1 '( 1 11 God, 1 did not
walk kister—l did not walk fists." ••The
flatt , :ring unction" would not lie aped her
soul--and the horrible word, irej4itticide,
wordil quiver upon her lips. Tlan when
her compunction WaS of . a more tender na
ture, how would she weep, weep, weep !Ur
uncounted hours, uttering only these words,
"My poor, poor hungry Alfred !" But
these paroxysms were riot of frequent oc
currence, or she would have sunk under
thorn. They were generally brought on
by seeing children of about the age of the
one she had lost, weep. Miserable as all
this was, she had her consolation, and that
was in repentance and in prayer. It made
her think of heaven allentr than otherwise
she would have done, and, had it not been
for this, earth would perhaps have held
too much SON creignty over her.
This lovely being is now playing whist
against her hostess. The stakes are rath
er high—Mrs Candersen is notoriously
avaricious. It is short whist, a terrible
provocation of short tempers. Slit and
her partn2r are really playing admirably
—vet they recriminate. Mrs. Cs. money
and good homier arc fast going—there_
the latter is entirely gone—that last hand,
did the business
"Mr. Obit," says Mrs. Canderson,
flinging down her loss with mud) asperity,
"I think if you cannot handle parchnirmt
better than you do pasteboard, you ought
not, in conscience, to undertake it e 9y man's
low business. You will pardon me, sir,
but I never soll any uro play ‘501,(!. -
"M;16,111, " said the lawyer, bowing stir
comically, "the blame of my loss, this eve
ning, lies betwcen three parties, dame
Fortune, my partner, and myself. Of the
three, 1 really can exonerate only rny:,elf."
Mrs. Canderson was going to reply, but
seeing a titter upon the countenances of
the standers bv, she felt that to cncoun:er
the lawyer•at pulite vituperative tilting,,
wOuld be only kicking against the pricks ; I
so she, like all cowardly spirits, turned'
round with her phial of wrath brimtbl, to,
pour it on the head of the humble in mind„
and the meek in carriae.
"Lady Rankles," said the hostess, with
a most ominous emphasis on the word la
dy ! "1 have lost h, von just fitly-three
sovereigns this evening."
"It'd gives you pain, my dear Mrs.
Candorson," she replied mildly, "I am re.
ally very sorry for it."
"Give me pain, indeed ! I should not
have thought of it—l believe I have got
just.ne much pain at losing this money as
you have sorrow at winning it."
"Never said a truer word, by Japers,"
said a voice from the crowd that usually
surrounded Lady Rankles whenever she
went in public. This was wormwood and
bitter aloes to Mrs. C.; she took, however,
no notice of it. "But perhaps her lady
ship will have the goodness to give me my
revenge at ecarte 1"
"Why, really, I had almost made a vow
never again to play that hateful game.—
You always beat me at it; and it is. late ;
but as I see that you have set your mind
upon it, we will have a game or two."
"Thep, - I assure you, it must be for ve
ry high stakes,.or I shall hold.you craven;
come; you have .won between .fifty and
sixty pounds of me, and you, limit the
games to three; you must..say twenty
pounds a game," ;
"Oh, no,
"Ten I"iend the host* began to shuffle
the cards wi th eagerness.
"No, indeed ; it would go against my
conscience."
"Ahl conscience! well some consciences
that would walk through ,fife and water
without a muscle qui/ling, are all, over
nerve,w,hen the'y come a card tablo.—'''
DO not thipk that I moan ta personal
Wylqp4a4."
dilTerveatly hope not.
Clearfield, Pa., Jammu 18, 11350
against my conscience, and I had already
made up my mind to give the sum I have
won to-night to some charity. So, you
see, if you win this back of me, you are
winning from the poor and unfortunate;
really' I am loath to play."
"Well, as you please, Lady Rankles,"
said Mrs. Canderson, with a fiendish ma
lignity : "but, in return for your very plea
sant and moral refusal to oblige me, per
mit me to give you a piece of very excel
lent moral advice. (;ive the money to it
charity, but take care that it he the Fouivo-
Lim: I lospilal !"
I Had sentence of death been suddenly
passed upon Lady Rankles, she could not
! have been more horror struck. She knew
that none possessed her- fatal secret ; but
this dreadful allusion from this very dread
ful wotnan's lips, accidental asit seemed
was like the blast of lightning. Yet,
with a wender(al effort, she prevented her.
sf• 11 fn i i l'ainting.; and, th•migh deadly
ale, she bossed her head as in submission
to a chastisement limn Heaven, and, with
scarcely a thought of her mora I tormentor,
said with hurnility,, 4•Alrs. t nderson, I
kill play ss hates - rt. von please."
The hostess, again man:ling her face
oser with ar:iliegal smiles, said, "Well,
then, in deference to your scruples, that I
really respect, I will meet you with con
sideration for your acquieseence=let the
stakes be but five guineas. lam a plain,
honest woman, that itcVer forget my
or forgive my rocazies,' and ifyou
are going to give so largely to a charity,
sineortiv wish you may double you rgains."
And, in her zeal for the good of the poor,
she commenced playing, by placing her
large white handkerchiefon the table, and
droppir , two out of the four kings into her
lap. Ifer opponent saw it.
bathes cheat at ea rds—sometimes. The
young and beautiful—bless their bright
eyes!—do it daringly and desperately,
with a frankness that is quite charming.
Oh ! they avow it, and laugh at you. An
excellent joke, if it did not cost us poor.
“masculine humans" such an immortal
deal of money. Elderly ladies, who are
preparing . their souls for heaven, cheat pi
ously and secretly, in order that they may
put two shillings into the plate at tilt. door
of the chapel or church, when they have
a charity sermon, instead of one. These
devout ones do it secretly, became they
know that they arc, speaking of their good
deeds. "not to let the right hand know
what the len doeth." So praiseworthy an
end sanctities the moans. Ladies cheat
at cards—sometimes.
Lady Rankles soon lost all that site had
won, and a few pounds over. Play had
„
ceased in the other quartets of the room.
Many had already lell, and almost all who
had remained lied collected round the two
antagonists. The loser rose—the winner
grew angry, and ag ain began to 1,r4 sarcas
tic. She still kept her seat, and continued
shuffling the cards. Lady Rankle's pa
tience and forbearance were last giving
nny to the attacks of the other; at length,
after one more rude than the rest, she Said
with great dignity ," M rs. Cu nderson, whilst
I lick! any of your money, I permitted you
to got it trick in your own i wnnci, hut 1
ca ..c) no further. 1 cannot risk my own
money %%id) a lady, who, eery deal, by
acrioreht of course., drop,: one or two cards
into her lap."
"Woulan," Said the tigress, "it is, 111.1se !"
'lt is true!" said' her ladyship, - and ap
proaching her opponent, endeavored to re
move the handkerchief that lay on the
edge of the table, and partly on her lap.—
Something like a scuffle ensued. Mrs.
Canderson ruse from her chair, and be
side it on the ground lay three of the kings.
Thee lvw; a dead silence fur half a min
ute. At length Mrs. Canderson came up
to Lady Rankles, and whispering, distinct
ly in her ear, uttered these words—"Card
dropping is not, after all, so bad as child
cfropping
It was then that Lady Rankles appeared
to be the guilty party. She staggered to
her chair, and seemed ready, to lhint.—
Mrs. Canderson was a great general ; she
knew that her reputation was at stake,
and, before surprise had t!me to give way
to indignation, she ran up to her ladyship,
wiped the perspiration from her brow, kiss.
ed her on the cheek—oh ! that hated kiss!
—and exclaimed, "Good heavens I I trust
that I have not carried tr le joke too fir !
My dear, dear Lady Ra kles, it has been
a jest altogether. Not o e farthing of the
money that you think -ou have lost at
ecarte, was ever intende to be taken.—
Come hero, Mrs. Csump, and tell Lady
Rankles if all thitS not, a planned
thing 1"
fhe , ,,toady advanced, and •exclairced
with ready asSuranco,'"l'o be Sure ! it' was'
all a planned thing,"
planne,d echoed the guests,
who uncerelnonieuSly departed. Lady
Rankles returned the kiss . of peace; took
back the money, laughed at it, with a:
bursting., heart, as an wccellent joke, walk
ed up and doWn tho room with her host
ess, gave hyr; and two or three who were
near, an invitation for a
.dinnor party,at.
her own hoUSe,' for the, next day;
kissed het' torinentor, and took her leave.'
When they both'
. found .- themselves
lone, one said, "Grecieus Cod !,,does, she
know my secret.?
I~ early dOi)sgo'
Nuanber 30.
ble ! Yet she must not be provoked."—
The other, "I never forget my friends, nor
forgive my enemies," with a bitter empha
sis on the four last words:
It was long before Mrs. Canderson re.
I covered that estimation in her own set,
that •tho transaction of this memoriable
night had onstranged from her. Howev
er, the two widows now became insepera
ble. Nothing that attention, flattery' or
zeal could do, was left undone by Mrs.
, CandersOfi to win the affection of Lady
Rankles. She succeeded. About this
time Mrs Canderson invited to her house
a Captain Templetower, a line, handsome
youth ofone and twenty, gentle in his man-
Iners, manly in his bearing, and, with "all
good graces that do grace n gentleman."
Ho was Mrs. C.'s nephew, her only rela
tive, an undoubted thvorite, & heir to her
very considerable property. Lady Rank
les admired from the firs' moment that she
beheld him. Young Earnest was equally
struck v, ith the rich and beautiful widow ;
and though gars were certainly not in
her in youthful appearance they
( seemed !wally equal. They were a hap
py trio. Young Earnest was all gratitude
and love, and devotion—Mrs. Canderson
"all affection; her nature seemed to have
undergone a change—her occasional as•
perity of manner to be entirely subdued—
even Ivlnst and (curie had lost for her half
their attractions. All her energies were
I concentrated in promoting the happiness
„r hei aliliew and her friend. Lady
Rankles had accepted him. She now be
gan to taste n happiness at once passionate
and pure ; dearly she loved that hand
some youth, and richly was that generous
II 'VC lli 'SC rvcd.
But no one appeared so joyous as the
aunt. The bridal day was fixed. She
had settled an ample allowance upon her
nephew ; so ample, indeed, that she would,
to carry it into effect, much wraighten her
own circumstances ; but she would listen
to no remonstrances. She would d o it,—
Her friend and her nephew happy, was
happiness enough for her ; let an old wo.
man have her way; but upon one thing
she must insist, that she alone must pro
vide the "wedding dress." This of coarse,
was readily granted; but as the day grew
near, no one, not even the bride, was al
lowed a peep at it. There were several
young persons at work at Airs. Candor
son's, but it seemed as if they had been all
sworn to secrecy ; fOr not 11 word respec
ting this wonderfid dress could be extrac
ted from any of them.
We toast condense our narrative, or
we would gladly expiate upon the beauti
ful, the noble chalwer of young Earnest
Tempktower, of W entrancing felicity of
his wooing, and of the many excellencies
of heart that this new state of feeling eli
cited from our old friend Ann. Now, for
the first time, at thirty-five she began to
enjoy her youth ; the expression is correct,
for at no time did she ever feel more
youthful.
It is the wedding morning. The cere•
moray is to take place, with a splended
privacy, in Mrs. Candi - rson's draw
ing room; how anxiously she. lice;
from room to room, examining that every
thing has a bridal appearance! Lady
Rankles arrives: two coaches mid four
arc at the door—everything look:: brilliant.
bridegroom arid Mrs. Canderson re
ceive her. The somewhat agitated.. host
ess hurries the bride through the various
apartments, shows her how elaborate have
been all the preparations, what care has
been bestowed to make the decorations
worthy of the occasion and of the parties.
She is taken to the windows, and again
made to observe the splendor of the equip
ages, presents from her dear nephew,
which dear nephew begins to grow a little
impatient.
"Why, dear aunt, expatiate so long up
on these mere gauds 1"
"Boy," said she, "Lady Rankles may
never again have such sweet feelings,
such unmixed enjoyment—let her drink
her fill. 0," said she solemnly, "suffi
cient for the day shull we find the evil
thereof."
"That is an unlucky quotation, howev
er„ aunt, though from so excellent a book,
for my bridal morning."
The bride, struck with something ex
cessively singular in the manner of Mrs.
Canderson, said, "God, in his mercy,
grant that it may not be appropriate !"
"Lady Rankles, I cannot say, Amen."
There appeared now an expression so
deeply sorrowful, so almost repentant in
the countenance of the hostess, that it was
a fearful thing even to look upon it. She
then continued, "Follow me Lady Rank
les, and you, Earnest, conic with us. I
atn about to present to your affianced bride
her wedding dress. It may not be so
splended us she expects, but it is . one that
she will never forget." As they prone
ded towards Mrs. Canderson's boudoir, het
gayety had apparently teturned. She used
some sparkling impertinences Itat,tire so
cimunon place on marriage mornings, that
both her followers Con6eived thai the dark
cloud had passed t . rom,lter..,
,Here would
panso . ; have tasleepon
Myself, and bititer ; 'o.if is, ;i haV'tasii I>will
complete: 'tehOld the three'inihe
the door ofwhich.the owner has
closed." Sltr' grew very 'Pain,"'tind appear.
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ed to be terrifiedJit the act she was about
to commit. Twice she strove for utter
ance, and twice nothing but an indistinct
murmur escaped her lips. At length a
shrill, unnatural voice burst front her, and
producing a common-looking old.deet•bQx,
she spoke thus, "Lady Rankles, this is
your wedding day. I have contrivedit—
I have labored for have achieved
it-1 never forget my
. friends, or forgive
my enemies! This day shall you be
wedded, but wedded to misery inexhausti
ble."
"My dear aunt !" . .
"Graeiousheavens! what do youtnean'll'
—were the simultaneous exclamations of
her alarmed auditors. .
"That I never forgive my enemies !
This madam, is your wedding day f And
that—" throwing at her reel some rags
that formed, apparently, the dress of
child in very humble life, "that is your
wedding dress ; and so sure as God will,
must punish meditated infanticide, and so
sore as I stand here an avenged women,
so sure is the bridegroom that is tremb
ling there berme you, Alfred Runt, : the
owner of that dress ; at once your affianced
husband, and your deserted son I"
"Monster l" exclaimed the almost petri.
lied youth
"Aye, monster, if you will 1 The curse
olGod, and of outraged nature lies between
you and your loves; but still she may
wake you a very decent mother, though
she did abandon you to starve in the street
But beware of the motherly kiss, of the
filial embrace ; there may be in therWan
unholy fire. I say young man beware
Hitherto had the agonized mother pre 7
served a silence, that appeared like a stu
pfacation, yet was not. It was the awful
concentration of all direful fancies, of all
horrible thoughts; hut the frame could no
longer bear this intensity of suffering.- 7
One long, wild shriek, escaped from
. her
distended mouth, and she fell in a •paro,
ysm on the floor. Alfred rushed to sup;
port her; he held her head upon his knees,
and wiped carefully away the 811 . 4
streams of blood that issued from her nos.
trils and corners of her mouth, and once
kissed the clammy and insensible eotehead
of hiS dying parent; whilst the pale witch,
her executioner, stood 61 er the group, and
extending her long, skinny fingers tow
ards him, again croaked out her sepulch f
ral "Beware!"
Notwithstanding the dangerous symp•
toms of her fit, Lady Rankles slowly re:
covered. She rose, she rallied, and with
awful dignity of unutterable misery, she
I thus addressed her torturer. "Woman]
you think that I anigoing to curse you:—
, God, in his unspeakable goodness, forbid !
I I am a humbled—a debased re - .a ; guilty
creature ; yet, of such, I will. pray
.fet ypu
--I will bless you! See me here, in un
feigned humility, kneel at your feet, 'end
reverently kiss the hem of your garment;
for showing me this great mercy in th'.:s
stopping me short of inexpiable crime.—
God bless you for it! and may ho turn
your wicked heart. Come, my son, my
son. My little Alfred, let us leave this
wretched woman. Do you know, Alfred,
raw boy, that I am nearly forty? How
coild 1 have been deceived 1 You really
look very, very young.' You have not
yet ealle'd me—'mother!"'
"My dear mother !" said the distracted
youth, kneeling before her.
"Do you 111/ 1 that r said the triumphant
parent, "mv boy kneels for my blessing!
and what demon shall stand by and Say
that I shall not bless him and embrace
him?" and then, with uplifted hands, she
prayed silently over him for a space;
blessed him audibly, and placed the
terpal kiss upon his cheek. "Now my
son," she continued, "lead me from this
wretched place." As Alfred Was leading
his mother reverently away, Mrs. Cander,
son called out to him, "Captain 'Temple,
tower, I wish not to quarrel with yoti,
"1 knov' you no more," was the : brief
and stern reply.
We have finished. We detest windings
up. The mother became happier' than the
wife would probably have been, the sOti
than the husband.
Illnrder in Louisville, Kentuayo:- .
Mrs. Overslaugh, a German woman, resit
ding near Brassmeyer,s tavern, on yt r a .
tor street, died very suddenly, audit is it'S'J
certained that she died by poison. Iri'hei
stomach was found• sufficient' arseiniO: to ,
destroy five persons: The suspected per:
petrator of this horrrible crime is arrested!
He had been a VlE4Lvaliet- house, solid
-
tiny her hand in tirN7i7ge. Her htiSband
and child had .died with the cholera lust
SuMmer, and she Was left i as 'it was
thought, in the posession of a .considera.;
b'o stun of money. It is thought the min.::
der wanted only her meaty, • ,
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