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OLD BACHELORS.
They are wandarara and ramblors—nevor at
Making sure of a welcome wherever they roam,
And ov'ry one knows that the bachelor's den,
Is a room set apart for these singu:ar men—
A nook in tho clouds, of some five feet by four,
Tho' sometimes, purchance, it may ho rather
• more,
With skylight, or no light, ghosts, goblins and
gloom,
And every where termed "The Old Bachelor's
Room."
These creatures, they say, are not valued at all,
Except when the herd give a bachelor's Ball.
Then drest in their best,
In their gold broidered vest,
It is known as a fact,
That they act with much tact,
And they lisp "How d'ye . dot"
And they coo anj_they woo,
And they smile, for a while,
Their fair guests to beguile;
Condescending and bending,
For fear of offending,
Though inert,
They exert,
To be port,
And to flirt,
And they whisk and they whiz,
And are brisk when they quiz.
For they meet, Advancing,
To be sweet, And glancing,
And are first, And .dancing,
On their feet, And prancing,
Sliding and gliding with minuet pace,
Pirouetting and setting with infinite grace.
And jumping. And racing,
And bumping, , And chasing,
And stumping, And pacing,
And thumping, And lacing,
They are flittering and glittering, gallant and gay
Yawning all morning and lounging all day. -
But when ho grows old,
And his sunshine is part,
Three score years being told,
Brings repentsnco at last.
He then becomes an odd old men,
His warmest friend is the warming pan.
]lie's fidgetty, fretful and weary; in fine
Loves nothing but self and his dinner and Wine
Ho rates and ho prates,
And reads the debates:
Despised by the men and the women he hates,
Then prosing,
And dozing,
And cozing,
And nosing,
And pouring,
And snoring,
And boring
And soaring.
Wheneer he falls in with a rabble,
Hildalight is to vapor aria gabble,
He's gruffv,
And puffy,
And stuffy,
And huffy,
And musty,
And lusty,
And rusty,
And crusty,
110 sits in his slippers, with back to the door.
Near freezing, And grumbling,
Aud wheezing, And mumbling,
And teasing, And stumbling,
And sneezing, And tumbling,
And curses the carpet, or nails in the floor.
Oft fulling, Oil waking,
And bawling, And aching,
And sprawling, And quaking,
And crawling, And shaking,
ills hand is unsteady, hie stomach is pore.
lie's railing,
And failing,
And ailing,
Bewailing;
Groaning and moaning,
His solfishnoes owning,
Grieving and heaving.
Though nnught is ho leaving,
Hut pelf and ill health,
Himself and hie wealth.
lie sends for n doctor t c ur e or to kilt.
Who g iv es him ad‘ice, and rainiest and • pill,
And drops him a hint 'thane making his will.
As fretful antiquity cannot be mended. .
The mieratile lite ore h ac h e i„e,, en d i .d.
Zirrha.le mi4ses him, tioiwwly sighs,
Ng:roddy goieres who! 14:: Latlur th'es.
lir EMMA. C. F. 311117117.
"Thy words, whate'er their flattering spell,
Could scarce have thus deceived,
But eyes that acted truth so well,
Were sure to be believed.
'Tie only on thy changeful heart
The blame of falsehood Ilea,
Love lives in every other part,
But there, alas! ho dies."
"My dear Rosa, how could you be so
impritdent -as to waltz with young Sabre.
tash last night?—Colonel Middleton looked
excesMyely annoyed:" said Mrs. Crafts to
her beaut►fnl daughter, as they sat togetl►-
or over their late breakfast. •
"I acknowledge the imprudence of the
act,' memo; but, really, I could not help it.
I am heartily wearied 'of this perpetual re•
straint," was the reply.
.4I thought you wore too well practiced
in flirtation, Rosa, to find any character
too difficult for you to play."
"Oh, it is easy enough to suit the taste
of every body, but terrible fatiguing to be
obliged to play propriety and prudery so
long. However seven theusa nd a year is
worth some trouble."
"So then you count the lover as noth
lug?"
"1 beg your pardon, mama; the Colonel
is handsome and gentlemanly—un pea pas.
se, it is true, but still a very good locking
appendage to a fine house and a rich
equipage."
" 1 1 ell, make the most of your time,
Rosa; I told you 1 could only afford three
winters in town, and this is the last, you
know."
"Don't be alarmed, mama; 1 will never
return to our dull country village ag ain.
I will marry any body before will bury
myself for life in a etupid country place,
and I think Colonel Middleton is rapidly
approaching "Prfposition Point. "
"Ile may steer another course, if you
are not more cautious than you. were last
evening.
.1 saw him ir. dust) conversation
with your cousin Grace while you were
dancing."
"And so you want to make me jealous
of poor cousin Grace! Ha, ha, ha, that
would be too ridiculous —a little pile faced
thing, too timid to speak above her
,breath,
and with mannersas unformed as a school
girl's! No, no, mama, the Colonel is wel
come to talk to her as much as he likes;
I am not afraid."
"But you know his tnste for poetry and
painting—suppose he should discover her
talents for both?"
"Never fear, mama, she is too bashful
to developo the few attractions which she
possesses. Ile dotes on music and beauty
and graceful manners; is rather particular
in his ideas of elegance -in dress, and has
many of those finikin fancies which cousin
Grace could never satisfy. Indeed I mean
to make use of her to foruard my own
And they spy,
With their eye,
And they sigh,
As they fly.
well,Rosa, I dare say you cnn
manage your own affairs; bdt, at the same
time, I would advise you to avoid Captain
Sabretash."
"t suppose you think ho has never for
given me for my share in the affair of his
sister; but I can assuure you. ho has quite
forgotten it. He is ono of those butterflies
of fashion who have no sting."
"You are mistaken, Rosa; he has as
much skill as yourself in acting a part, and
I tell you that he never has and never will
forgive you."
"Why, then, does he haunt. Me so per•
petually in society? Why doe• he seek to
be my partner in the dance, and companion
on all occasions?"
"I cannot answer that question. Rosa;
but I have watched him very closely, and
I believe he means you no good."
"1 nm not afraid of him, mama; he is a
charming beau, and his gay wit is a great
relief to me after listening to the grave
and somewhat heavy wisdom of the gallant
Colonel."
. Possessed of great beauty, a fine figure,
a graceful address, and a host of superficial
accomplishments, Rosa Crafts had always
managed to be the belle of every circle in
which she mingled. How this eclat was
ol.tained may be readily divined, for where
there is no real dignity of character, no
sincerity of heart, no firmness of principles,
all tastes • may be studied and adopted.—
But Rosa's love of admiration had carried
her beyond the limits of. prudence. She
pleased so generally that she never became
attractive individually, and, she had attain
ed her twenty•fifth year without receiving
any eligible offer of marriage. The strait•
cued circumstances in which her widowed
mother bad been rendered a wealthy
alliance necessary to the support of the
style of living which Rosa had insisted up
on adopting, and Mrs. Crafts .began to
loose patience when she found her money
diminishing, her debts increiviing and her
dun:Oder. verging towards an uncertain age,
without .any prospect of
. bringing their
schemes to a successful issue. It was just
at this' juncture Colonel Middleton came
within the sphere of her attractions, and
was marked as the victim destined to ful
fil her matrimonial speculations. The
Colonel was a man whom any woman
;Mehl have rilltnired, even if he had not
oe-sewed the talisman of wealth. In his
youth he had been eminently handsome,
and time had dealt leniently with him, fur
tho weight of forty years bad fallen so
lightly upon him that .it would have puz•
Uneheery,
And dreary,
And teary,
And weary.
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From Graham's Magazine for September.
FLIRTATION.
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64T he liberty to know, to utter, and to argue, freely,.io above alt other llberties."—Mtvrox.
zled the wisest phisiognomist to count
their number on his brow.
But thOtigh possessing many spells to
awaken love, and endowed with a heart
singularly alive to affection, he had been
destined to disappointment: His fastidi
ous taste had never been satisfied', and he
had reached his thirtieth year before 'he
fotind a woman who could excite a deep
interest in his heart. •
[Thiswas an English lady, Laura Pen
dleton, who married hlm through 'force of
Parental authority, when she loved another,
of which fact, however, the Colonel was
ignorant. A melanehollY, with which she
was afflicted before the marriage, being
attributed to fragile health only, and not
the result of disappointed affection, which
it Was; her lover dying some months after
her Union, threw her into ,a parroxrim of
grief and self-reprbach. She devoted 'her
self to a life of sorrow, in expiation alter
error; she was faithfully attended upon
and comforted by her' husband fur several
years, when she expired in his arms. "la
menting, when too late, the weakness and
Morbid sensibility which had led her to
wasto her life in pining alter unattainable
bliss, when her . contentment might have
been the daily companion of her exist.
enco •
it was after this sad termination of his
first attachment that Colonel Middleton
met with 'the beautiful Rosa Crafts.—
Younger in feelings than in years he had
never drank fi orn the pure fount of recipro
cal affection: lie had been loved where he
could offer no return; he had loved where
no answering fondness became hie reward,
nod though past the age of romance, he yet
thirsted for the Invest waters of mutual ten
derness. But with all his genius, his tact
and his experience, he was a mere tyro in
his knowedge of woman.
The beauty of the stately Rosa bad fag
cinatea Colonel Middleton, and having as
certained,.to his satisfaction, that no one
occupied a prior place in her affections, he
never thought of the possibility that she
was incapable of loving; it never occurred
to him that the temple might be unoccu
pied only beenuse the portals were too
narrow to admit an object of worship.
Aided by her mother whose skill in rend
ing character was very great, Rosa adapted
herself with inimitable skill to the fancies
of the rich Colonel Middleton. The little
personal vanity which had lurked unsus
pected in his bosom, was tanned into n
gentle flame by her adroit flatteries, and
. .
could not fail to throw additional light
upon the lovely,sysiman who seemed to for
get the homage due her own charnns in
her admiration of her new friend. Though
timid almost to nervousness when on horse
back, she was ready every morning for a
ride with him; though far ton indolent to
love walking, she never declined a ramble
with the enthusiastic lover of nature;
though delighting in gorgeous colors and
an outre style of dress, she effected almost
qualtar•like simplicity as soon as she learn
ed his taste in this respect; passionntelV
fond of walizing. she became a perfect
prude after she heard his opinion GI it; and
even her habits of coquetry, which had . be
come almost n second nature to her, were
exchanged for gentle reserve arid modest
self possession when his eye was upon her.
But the master stroke of policy was that
which induced him to believe her endow
ed with intellectual gifts-
Cousin Grace, of whom Rosa had spo
ken so contemptuously, was the orphan
daoglitoe of Mrs.Cra Its' only sister, andfor
several sears she had been the inmate of
her aunt's family. A small income, which
'she derived from her patrimony„reridered
her independent, and she resided With her
aunt simply because she could claim no
other eligible home. But her early edu
cation had made her very unlike her pres
ent companions. Truth and . piety were
the leading traits of her character; •indus
try, contentment' and kindliness were rho
daily practice ofher life. Without making
any ostentatious display of her religion, she
made it the rule of tier conduct, and there
fore it was -that, though she occasionally
mingled in the gay scenes in :vhich Rosa
delighted,she never allowed herself to be-'
come involved in any of the schemes of her
beautiful cousin. Her kindness of heart led
her to feel sincerely attached to Rosa, in
spite of her faults, and her humility pre
vented her from dreaming of rivalship,
although, if seen any where else than at
the side of so brilliant a beauty, Grace
might have charmed by the placid and
child-like sweetness of h er countenance.—
Her retiring manners and timid reserve in
society prevented many Irons learning the
full value oilier mental gifts, but to the
fow who knew her intimately, she appear
ed a creature of rare endowments. Grace
had not been blind to the arts which were
practised to attract Colonel Middleton, but,
looking upon him as fully qualified,both by
age and experience, to take care of him
self, she telt some little amusement at the
manseuvres of her aunt and cousin, until a
knowledge of his past history, together
with the discovery of his high.toned feel
ings, excited a deeper interest in his wel
fare. Henceforth she watched the plans of
her cousin with something like regret; but
regret unmingled with any selfish ,feeling,
for Grace, with all her gentleness, had a
proper sense of the dignity of her sex, arid
did not think that marriage was alsolutely
essential to a woman's respectability. , The
aflajr was still in suspense when Grace re
ceived a summons to attend a sick friend in
her native village, and deptrtted for an ab
sence of some weeks, while Rosa remain-
ed to complete the conquest of the amiable
Colonel.
One morning, on catering the parlor at
his accustomed hour for their ride, 'Colonel
Middleton found neither Mrs nor Miss
Crafts visible, and throwing-himself on a
sofa, he awaited their appearance. As he
took his seat, he observed a book. peeping
from under one of the, cushions. It was
most judiciously placed, for had it been
lying on a table, he never would .have
,thought of opening tr volume whose form
end binding bore such a marvellous resem•
blance to an album. Rut the slight myste
ry connected with it—the fact of its 'being
half hidden—excited his curiosity, and he
busied himself in inspecting its varied pa
ges. He found it to contein some very
beautiful pencil drawings, a feWexquisitely
colored miniature likenesses, and various
short poems. There was no name in the
volume—nothing by which lie could iden
tify the owner—but he soon kund that the
drawings were all by one person, and he
began to suspect that so delicate a pencil
had been held only by a poet's hand. He
remembered seine expressions which had
fallen from the lips of the lovely •Rosa only
on• the previous day; he took from his pock
et book a little note,:beauttfi►l written on
rose•tinted piper, which he had received-,
from her n short limo. before; he compared
it with the poems; 'the round, clear Italian
characters were the same in both end,with
a thrill of delight, the Colonel nt once ad
muted the belief that the beautiful object of
his regard was as gifted as she was lovely.
Forgetting the prolonged delay oilier ep•
pearance —a delay designed to afford him
ample opportunity of satisfying his curios' .
ty—his eyes Wandered eagerly over the
volume. Ho was still more charmed,how.
ever, when, on one of the last pages in the
book,he met with a pencil sketch of himself
There was no mistaking the likeness; it was
a most spirited head, and thefeatures were
his own. For a moment the Colonel was
elated to almost boyish glee, and could
scarcely refrain from pressing to his bps
this precious proof of Rosa's feelings.
At that critical moment, M rs. Crafts and
her daughter entered the room. A slight
blush—n modest dropping of her fringed
eyelids, betrayed the surprise of the artless
Rosa as she observed the Colonel's occu
pation.
ho is the author of these beau
tiful sketches?' he asked 119 !pion as he had
paid his respect:4lo the ladies.
A look of materill pride on the one side,
and of Eirlish diffidence on the other, WrIS
ezchanp,•ed between mother inid-doughter,
but' no reply was made.
"Aro the poems by the-same hand as the
drawings?" said he, still retaining his hold
of the volume, which Rosa gently strove to
take from him.
A timid "yes" was uttered by the beauti
ful girl, while her rangier, pretending to
hear a summon& from aninvisibie servant,
itidieumly left the room. Colonel Middle
ton drew Rosa to n seat beside him, and, as
he clasped her hand in his, exclaimed—
"Dear, dear Rosa, do you mean to mon
opolize all the choicest gilts of 11.saveni—
Look here," pointing, as ho spoke, to his
own portrait in the volume, "and tell me if
1 may dare to hope that your own heart
was the mirror which reflectcd.these fea•
tures?"
Rosa uttered a faint cry, and, overpow
ered with shame, hid her face on the arm
of the sofa, while her white neck was suffu
sed with a deep red line that might easily
have been mistaken fOr a blush. The
Colonel was overpowered, his foible was a
desire to be the first and only object of
aflectionio a woman's heart, and he could
nut doubt that he bad. now attained his
hopes A passionate expression of his feel
togs and a proffer of his heart and hand
were the only evidences of gratitude which
he could bestow on the geride girl. What
a fine piece of acting was Rosa's gradual
return to self-possession! The blushing
timidity with which she listened to his
passionate tenderness, her delicate dread
lest his discovery of her secretly cherished
attachment
and, finally,
be the motive of his pre
sent o ff er, finally, the modest yet fer
vent abandonment of feeling with which
she allowed her head to rest on his should
er, while his arm enciicled her .slender
form and . his lip imprinted a lover's kiss
on her fair brow, would have made the for
tune ofa theatrical debutante. It was all
settled, the album decided.the affair, and
Rosa Crafts was certainly destined to be
come Mrs. Colonel Middleton.
But, once,sure of her lover, Rosa had no
desire to become a wife sooner than pru
dence required. She could not give up
old habits without an effint, and she deter
mined to enjoy her liberty as long as possi
ble, by deferring the period of her marriage.
Colonel Middleton busied himself in refitt
ing his beautiful villa on the banks of the
Hudson, and during his temporary absen
ces, Rosa obtained many a moment of free
dom from restraint. Fortune seemed to
favor the wishes of the, heartless woman of
the world, for ere the time fixed for their
marriage_ had .arrived, Colonel Aliddleton
was ordered to take command of his regi
ment in Florida. He was too good a sol
dier to hesitate, whatever might have been
his disappointment, and . the day which
should have witnessed his union with his
beautiful bride, drawed upon him amid the
everglades of that wild and perilous dis
trict. Rosa telt his 'absence as a positive
relief. Nothing was easier than to write
tender and I§eautiful letters to her distant
lover—nothing more . pleasant than to re
turn to society as an affianced bride, cer.
fain of a future vtabfishment, and privil
ieged to seek present enjoyment.
, [ln the mean time, Captain Sabretash is
very attentive to Miss Rosa; but, when
questioned.by a friend, says that it was 'with
like keen eye of hatred that he . watched
levery movement, that it was the spirit of
vengeance Which actuated every attention.
His revenge was totbe fulfilled in preveat
ing her marrirge-with Colonel Middleton,
by bringing him proof of her unworthi!
ness.]
Among the admiiers whom Rosa drew
around her during the Colonel's absence,
was one who excited her peculiar interest.
' The Baron de Stutenhoff was a Russian,
with clear blue eyes, a profusion of long
light hair and also presumed to be in pos.
ses,sion ofa mouth w although his bushy fox
colored mustachios and untrimed beard
rendered the fact somewhat difficult of proof
to those who had never seen the gentleinau
expand his jaws at a supper-table.. He . was
no impostor—no Spanish barber,no French
cook, no Italian mountebank disguised
en. marquis. The Baron de Stutenhoff
was actually a Baron, privileged to wear
the crosses and ribbons of several orders at
his buttonhole, and'bearing on hie cheek a
blond and not very seemly scar ors sabre-cut
received in ; honorable combat. He had
been captivated with the charms of the
beautiful coquette, and she was by no means
displeased with the opportunity of flirting
with so distinguished a man. He became
her el - Instant attendant, in society; his habits
and tastes assimilated to her own far bet
ter than did those of the sensitive and gifted
Colonel Middleton, end when he talked, in
bad French, of his fine estates, of the rich
pomp of Russian life, of the slroslsas, .with
their silver bells and lining of costly furs,
Rosa could not help wishing that she had
not been quite so precipitate in her accept
ance of the Colonel's proposal. Nothing
would have suited her vain homer so well
as becoming the wonder - of some foreign
capital—la belle Asnericaine of some dis
tant land, where Americans were looked
upon rez savages. She fancied she could
beheld her resplendent beauty clad in the
picturesque attire of a foreign clime, and
winning the admiration of kings and prin
ces, in the semi-barbaric court of Russia-
Her vanity led her into the same labyrinth
where she had so often bewildered others,
and, without confiding her feelings to her
more prudent mother, sbe determined to
mould circumstances to suit her new views
of ambition. The Baron Stutenhoff was
a vain man, and of course easily led away
by flattery. His title-was derived from his
lung service in the Russian army, since, by
a custom of that country, every freeman
who has been in active military service du•
ring a certain term of years, receives the
title of Baron by courtesy, whatever be his
birth. His villages, of which he boasted
so largely, consisted of a few miserable
huts, occupied by some twenty or thirty
serfs, which had been his patrimony, but
which had long since gone out of his. pos
session to pay gambling debts.. He was it
weak, ignorant man, passionately addicted
to play, and since he Ind been among the
untitled Americans, be had learned to look
upon hims2lf as an great a mnn,that lie doub
ted whether he should honor Miss Crafts
with the offer of his hand, or wait for some
more distinguished woman to throw her
self at his feet. But Rosa was an. over
match for him in acuteness. She manag
ed to give him an idea that she was very
wealthy, and then, after bringing him as
near an absolute proposal ns sailed her views
she determined to take her own time to
make a decision. But she was doomed to
hive her plans developed rather prema
turely.
Some one (could it be Captain Sabre•
!ash?) informed Colonel Middleton of all
that had passed since his departure, and
the consequence was that the gallant sol
dier obtained leave of absence, cud unex•
pectedly returned. having met on the road
a most tender and devoted letter from
his "lady love." .0n the evening of his
arrival in New York, there was a splendid ,
fancy ball, and, without informig any one
but Captain Sabretash of his return, the
Colonel determined to judge for himself
of Rc.s conduct. Accompanied by the
Captain, he entered the ball-room early in
the evening, and, by dint of a bribe, obtained
the privilege of occupying a nook in the
orchestra, from whence he could see with
out being seen. Almost the first person
that met his eyes was his delicate and mod
est Ross, whirling through tbo giddy waltz
in the arms of the tall Russian. Ills au
burn beard mingled with her dark tresses,
as her head almost rested on his breast, and
his eyes were bent with a most insulting
expression upon the graceful form which
reclined in his embrace. Rosa little dream
ed of the fierce glance which watched her
every movement'as she practised her faci
nating arts upon the delighted Baron:—
She little knew that the quick ear of [meth -
er had caught the offensive and libertine
words to which she had listened in silence,
and excused as "only the freedom' of foreign
manners"—as if true gentlemen of every
land dill not always respect the modesty of
women. She little suspected that he whom
she believed to be expend to the bullet of
the lurking Indian was suflering a wound
scarcely Icss severe in the crowded and
glittering hall room.
It was at this moment, when the proud
and sensitive Colonel Middleton was fully
convinceil of her levity of - conduct, that
Captain SahrPtesh emertnined to make
known to him her utter heartlessness.
"1 have that to tall to which you must
DIPZEICO2:I2 VilJg C 640.4
listen n, w, Colonel Middleton," said he,
when the betrayed lover would fain. have
1 deferred his communication; "now, a Hie
your eye is dar'inig fire upon the false. iio.
man who has made you the tool of • her
mercenary schemes. Listen to me now,
ere the voice ache syren charm-you-info
forgetfulness of what you behold-, give
years ago I had a sister- 7 tnyOnly -one—
a gentle,. loving creature, with little beau
ty, but a heart filled'every
Wooed' by one . whom I esteemed
and approved; she loved him, 'and they
were beircithed to each, oilier. But; Ade
line; •went into the country on Retrie' of
m) mother's ill, health', and • during,her
absence', her liver fell into tho. way, of Rosa
Crafts. They met at a fas:iionable water.
mg-place, 'and, though' 'Urea- with her
beauty, he remained proof against all her
ordinary fascinations, until her. pride be.
came piqued, and she determined to make
him sensible, of her attractions. Some fool
among her danglers offered aWager that she
would not succeed; she accepted the 'wager,
and though she knew of his engagement
to another, she deliberately set herSelrio
the task oftrobbing his affianced bride of
hissffections. When did an unprincipled
woman ever will . any thing which ' she did
not accomplish' if she scrupled not the
means? She,/ succeeded. Adeltne was
neglected, , aid, for
. a time, forgotten
She pined in solitude for the accustomed •
tenderness which had become the nutriment
of life, to her young heart, but she received
it not. At length,c,ame a letter. Her lov.
er, overcome with shame and remorse but
led away by his fatal passion; wrote her a
wild, incoherent letter, full ofpenitence,und
sorrow, but still designed ar a renunciation
of his plighted faith. He broke his en
gagement with Adeline, and then offered
his hand to his new'rnistress. Need I say
that Rosa Crafts rejected hilikre and won
her wager? I' was absent,at the time, - and
when I returned Adeline was dying of con
sumption. I watched beside her till I saw
her laidwithin.the tomb, end then I sought
for vengeance enter perjured I,.Yer. He
refused to fight me. I disgraced him in the
public street by personal chastisement, and
then lie was obliged to meet ' me'.' We
fought with pistols at twelve paces—•l shot
him through the body." . ,
CaptaitySabretash paused; overcome by.
his emotion,.."Vive years have passed
since then," he resumed, "mll have haun
ted the stops of that woman in hopes of yet
seeing
.her humbled to the dust. Talk of
1 harmletrs jhrtationl My buriedlaister, mq
murdered iffy. own blood.stained
hand, can bear witness to the innocence of
what the world calls harmless ril"
• Colonel Middleton listened in silence.- -
Ile felt that the Captain had :uttered noth
ing but truth; yet when he thought of
intellectual gifts, her exquisite beauty,. her
inimitable grace, his heart sunk within
him, for how could 'falsehood dwell - with so
much. perfection?
"Ask Grace Leyden!" continued Cap
tain Sabretasfi; "ask Grace Leydon if I
have told you a word more than the ample,
•unvarnished truth."
"flow may I believe the one when thus
compelled to .doubt the other?" asked the
Colonel.
' , Doubt Grace Leyden!" exclaimed his
companion, you might as well doubt the
sun in heaven. She is all truth—all purity.
Surely you must have seen enough of her
vestal•hke life to know that if ever there
was a true•hearted woman upon earth, it
is she. If Rosa Crafts had but half the
mental gracei and moral virtues of her
cousin Grate, she would be an angel."
Colonel Middleton did ask Grace Ley
den; but not tillloud afterwards. His de
cision of character forbade him to grieve
over an unworthy object, and the moment
Rosa ceased to be the noble•minded being
he had imagined her, he ceased 'to cherish
his affection far her. An interview, char-
acterized on his part by grave earnestness
and sad remonstrance, and on hers by flip.
pane.y and heartlessness, terminated all
intercourse between the beautifhl Rosa and
her high-minded lover. In less than three
weeks after the rupture between , them,
Baron Stutcnhoff had the satisfaction of
leading to the alter the "belle' of the sea..
sone, but long ere the honey-moon was
over, he learned, to his great chagrin, that
the anticipated riches of hie bride were to
be found somewhere in the vicinity of his
own large estates in dream-land. A quar
rel was the immediate result of the discov
ery, and while the noble Barop betook him
to the life of a "Chevalier d'lndustrie,"
traveling from city to city, the briliant
Rosa was compelled to return to tier moth
er's.dull country residence in the character
of a deserted wife.
Colonel Middleton did ask Grace Ley,,-
don; after he had learned that she was the
true author and owner of the gifted volume
which Rosa had falsely claimed, after he
had awakened from his dream of beauty to
a sense of purity and sincerity, after he
had learned the value of a truthful spirit
and a loving heart, he asked Grace Leyden
to share his future lot in life, a ,u 1 she be
came his wife—his happy and noble-mind
ed wile—carrying its the home of Aer
husband the talents and the virtues which
had been, the solace and resources of her
hours of loneliness.
.N"'"
Too HOT ENTIRELT.—Thisy have had
very hot weather in New Orleans; so
in
tense has been the heat, the Crescent City
Pays,that the people there have bran com
pelle to draw their breath With ter*
screws.