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-' '# - j * " t,'~" * ' ' SKfei' , - ... . ^ / ; -s&? ? (Tl)c lawftcn Journal. VOLUME 11. CAMDEN, SOUTH-CAROLINA, APRIL 12, 1850. NUMBER 29. - 30flcrtci> Sale. , .o;y- s ?: . ' PBIDE AND FASHION. A Tale of Fashionable"Life in Charleston. WE ITT EN roa THE "OHABLESTON EVENING NEWS." By ike Author of Honey and Matrimony, dfc. -? The evening previous to the time stipulated, Brandon, unable to restrain bis impatience, intuitively bent bis steps to Mrs. Sewell's. Emma was in the parlor, with the family, reading. Her face was of a marble whiteness, and her eves were earnestly fixed upon the page. Bran, dim went op to her to see what book it was which so absorbed her attention. To his surprise he found that it was upside down. He smiled without malting her aware of the circumstance, and said to himself, 'Such"Bweet ab traction is a fair augury for my wishes,' but there was a chastened sadness upon her countenance, which he foandHt difficult to account for. Now and then a sprightly sally would escape her, hat this wm immediately followed by sfittifimurog and abeeoee; and once when Lucy exclaimed, 'Why Emma, I do not believe yon are in love,* she started np with her face, neck and arms suffused with a crimson blush; hot recovering herself quickly; she resumed herseatand Lney rattled on with 'Or yon are acting L'Allegro versos II Penseroso, or comedy versus tragedy. When Brandon rose to take his leave, Emma quickly rose too, and. contrary to her omul custom, held out her hand to him,-which be eagerly took and tenderly ,Could he be mistaken ? no, there was certainly a gengle pressure in return. He look* ed in her fiice, it was pale and sad, and her lustrous eyes were swimming in tears. What eioald this mean t he asked himself. He looked more earnesdy into her eyes,and, saw there, an unmistakable expression of tenderness.? Brandon left the house that night, buoyant with hope and happiness. On & way home, the bmmo, which in foouariy part of the evening, had been concealed under a tnass of clouds, now emerged, looking like a bright silver shield, npbtf the hk? expanse, shedding a soft light upon his face. '$eant?fhl emblem of my diestiny,' cried he, looking up, 'though clouds and darkness, for a while obscured its brightaess4 they have given place to enduring brilliancy.' A hasty, footstep. disturbed bis pleasing musings. He tamed and saw Frederick Courtenay, who jjt'toi timfc from foe Opera, whistling in a low trill, one of the aire he had just heard. ?L*You keep late hours, sir knight,' said he in a merry voice. 'Not later than my friend/ returned the Other re.tbe sairw tenesmi continued he with more exhffipiHWof spirits, Hiow does the beantifui exhalation of jour whimsical tancy come on!' - 'If job mean ray ideal of a woman/ replied Coartenay I most say f am cm (Tsespoir. I fear it is not my destiny to become Benedict the Fred, in spite of allyouraugu- i ries to the contrary/ replied Edward, slipping < ins arm connueooauj tnw nu in etuis, ana as i they walked on, continued, 'But there is some- . S *Yoa will understand her in time/returned ; the other, "for she was created to bounder- i When about to retire for the night, Emma went up to Mrs. Seweil, and in a voice of pa- 1 thos, saki, 'My dear frieud, I owe you some t 1 ^^^toplace^the most admit of, on my actions. I leave you in the i morning, botttitfwMttratefo* sense of your good inteutioB?, io my favor. ' Why Emma you < sorely you cannot bo informed ofmy acticms/ said Emma drawing fflfeU, you are a strange girl, returned the otkeff*and as I know all arguments and persuasions would be lost On you, we must submit witEias good a grace as we can to your determination* 'She then kissed her and asked God's blessing upon her. Emma whispering to Lucy that she would see her in her own room, before 1 tbe sleoC left die room, frfcrs'sv -* --v . The full round moon rising high in the Ilea t vewtshedhersilveryradianee around the apart- i meot Emma overwhelmed with v sadness, { threw op a window, and seating herself, gaxod 1 oat. Every object was as distinctly visible, as < in flie brood glare of day. The long rot* of < houses in the deserted street, seemed magnified, i and flhuninated uponby the deceptive light? Not a sound disturbed the reverie of the mid- i night watcher; save now and then, the bowl- < 2^ I* ? * ? ?> milJ J I11KV? OVUIC ^VUl up UUK* WM O 4UUU UI^IW? C in Februaiy; the weaker soft and baloiy for < die season. And as Emma continued to gaze, 1 the breeze, ever and anon, would Can the ringlets aside, from her temples, cooling the fever- ] iih excitement of her frame. And thus for more . ??>* .< beams kissing her fair forehead until suddenly t aonnd ofmono feU upon the ear. ftoame \ ft flra |n .oft, low WMtoow. 004 ftoil ? foil. , jk&pafyy ttfce sang, fnese pemiurai iujbb qi j *^Blssa^96S8S5rf.^,w ' Emma lingered afeV moments at the win- < daw, todrink hi the rich tones of Brandon's \ voice, then hasttfy retieating, fft her candle, and / sat dovn fp write a letter. After this, though 1 the crimson streaks of earl/ dawn were begin* i ning td apptor the east shg sought Lucy's i I apartment. sweet g#'m mod a$kep, i presenting a perffipf pcfqre of youtij apd Inno- J cence. Her head was turned back, a rich color mantling her cheek, npon which reposed the long lashes. One bright curl escaping the confinement of her cap, encircled her white throat like a golden necklace. Emma gazed at the unconscious sleeper, and not wishing to disturb her, hastily penned a few lines which she placed upon her pillow, and softly kissing her retired. The following evening (oh how anxiously had it been looked for) Edward Brandon wended his way to Mrs. Sewell's house. Enquiring of the servant if the ladies were at home, he waited for no announcement, but hastily made his way to the drawing room, where he found Lucy alone. 'Elate with hope he deemed no tempest nigh,' and yet a nameless dread crept over him, as with - - -J u: a (altering voice ue enquired, ucimum?u? mioo Sexvell indisposed this evening?' Lucy, in quite a dejected tone of voice, replied, 'Emma left us this morning.' 'Gone!' exclaimed Brandon staggering back while an ashy hue overspend his face. Lucy, with a commiserating look, took from her pocket a letter, 'I was desired to put this into your own hand.' Edward, afraid to trust his uoice, niade a motion to be excused, and rushca from the house. In the solitude of his chamber, though shaking like an aspen leaf, he eagerly tore open the envelope and read the following: 'it pains me, my kind friend, to crush your fondly cherished hopes, but Emma Sewell can never be the wife of Edward Brandon! The gap between us is too wide to be overleaped! Had it pleased Heaven to place me in a station equal with your own, with joy would I have united my fate to yours; but this not being bo, far better is it, that I should tear myself from you forever! When this is put into your hand ..... . . n _^n e i:_ by my kind tnend Lucy, jamma win oe iar uibtant from you. Oh if you only knew what struggles it has cost me to resolve upon this. If you could only know how judgment strove to conquer the misplaced attachment of my heart ? if you could have known how bitter a trial it was, to dash to the ground with my own hand, the cup of sweets you presented to my lips, you would pity, aud not condemn. But let that pass. I have not even the poorconsiderationof wealth, for though my protectress has made known her kind intention in my favor I have solemnly declared never to touch any part of her fortuno. There is one who has a better claim upon her; and Emma Sewell can never be the instrument of injury to her friend. But let that also pass. In the circles of say and refined intercourse the remembrance of Emma Sewell will be as a van. ishing dream to yon and in time, you will rejoice that it was but a dream; while the few brief hours of my acquaintance with you?will be as a bright green spot which memory loves to dwell upon: any attempt to see me, will be utterly vain, and no letters will be opened- And now farewell forever." The letter dropped from Brandon's hands.? It was the first disappointment he had experienced. Is it to be wondered at then, that he should give himself up to despair. And then the bitter mortification of being rejected by one bo much interior In station to himself. But her magnanimity, could he fail to admire that! Me could not, and love gained the ascendancy, lie resolved to relinquish the prize only with life,? Besides, had he not an auxiliary in her own bosom ! Ecstatic though, he exclaimed, 'Emma loves P But he resolved, like a skilful diplomatist, not to seem too eager iu the pursuit. > He would give her full time for reflection. As he knew that though long absence may be death to the affections, they are generally strengthened by short ones. Aud here we leave him. CHAPTER VL In the deep solitude of her mountain home, Emma indulged herself in those sad reveries, uid gave way to that utter dejection of spirits mKinti nnma Avar liar hnf ivhlah (illA Wnfl careful to conceal from her benefactress, not wishing to plant a thorn in a bosom, where she ] was fondly cherished. Emma had none of the childish fears of .her sex. and, with unlimited < confidence in the watchful care of Providence, ihe would wander to some wild romantic spot, j where none but savage feet had ever trodden, i ind there unseen, indulge her melancholy feel- ) ings. Sometimes she would ascend the moun- I tain's height, where the wonders of the widely < extended landscape, would divert her mind, and I elevate her ideas. The distant gorges, spanned i jy the distant thread like bridge stretching from < nountain to mountain ; the work of human en- i tcrpriae; the river foaming and dashing over i i 1? i?i i_ i?A- A ? -I AL~ . w ructty ueu, m uu&u? w uin?w iiscu iiiuj uit* j front ocean, fit emotion of man in his course i Jirough life; he rushes onward, overwhelming ivery barrier, until he plunges into the ocean of , iternity. Where then is lie! Echo answers | where! j And thus had weeks and months passed away. Time in liis rapid journey, had brought . in the season of soft sho vers, and genial sunihine; swallowing the luscious peach and gold- \ in apple. Had it bronght composure to our , leroine's mind? We shall see. 'And be has literally obeyed my injunctions. I 3e comes not, neither has he written/ This 1 was said by Emma Sewell, while the unchcck- i 4 tear 9Qursed down Iter marble cheek?a 1 ;heek only a few months before so rich in i doom. 'And yet I oannot blame him, for alns! < vhat claims have I on hint? Did I not oast off i lis affections! By thjs time sqmc rqore gifted < prl has wqn his love. Alas how different is ! nan in this respect from worqan! She yields | jo him rich treasare of her whole heart's affec- < ion, and it |i his always: while he, ever in i search of novelty, shortly becomes indifferent jo her who still remembers him with passionate t fondness. Bpoyed up by hope, she clings to i the frail Dark, till busy rumor brings the crushing blow, that he is devoted heart and soul to mother: and little does ho reck whether she links at once under the misfortune, or drags on % lengthened chapi of misery. Callouis to, eye* ry feeling, but that of selfish gratification, cherished by a morbid sentiment, dignified by the name of love he pursues his unthinking career ?till recalled to reflection, some sudden calamity, a bed of sickness, perhaps where the image of the wronged one rises to his troubled fancy. But she who would have soothed and comforted, and smoothed his passage to the tomb, had alas gone there, before him. The Springs, this season wore covered with the beauty fashion and elegance of several neighboring states, matrons dignified, and stately with speculating eyes; belles both bronde and brunette; polished and the most accomplished gentlemen *?all partaking with liberality /-. f Kihn^afra* 5r\ 4liA cli?nn nf omiiCAmAni mtaa VI nuaicvci 111 uiv vi auiuoctiiuui* nao was presented. Classic fountains sent up their cooling water towards the heavens; flowers bloomed in beautiful pasterres; medicinal springs iuvitedtbe invalid, to quaff and restore to the faded cheek the bloom of health. Age sought the Hygean fount, in hopes of renewing youth, or at least extending earthly pilgrimage. Araong the numerous visitors to this favored spot was Edward Brandon whose health had been slightly impaired, and made him glad of an excuse to visit the place, near which Emma lived. Not that he intended to seek her no; he would trust to chance for an interview.? But in this he was disappointed. Mrs. Sewell's health was declining and Emma never left her, besides she felt no inclination for the haunts of gaiety. It was one'of those starlight nights in August; the atmosphere during the. day had been sultry and oppressive but as is usual in those moun UUIIUUB IV^IUIIO UIC piuvcu UUUI ttliu IIIvigorating Edward Brandon leaving the sounds of revelry bent his footsteps to the quiet retreat of Mrs. Sewell where he could at least behold the mansion which contained the idol of his soul. Indulgent reader, remember that Brandon was still a very young man. A little romance is therefore excusable. With folded arms he stood gazing at the noble residence now shrouded in darkness. 'Beloved Emma' exclaimed he 'may the peace of innocence ever thus enfold thee! and may thy visions be as pure as thy spotless soul.' While he yet gazed there was a slight illumination; a flash which subsided into darkness. Then a small lambent flame shot up from the roof, it grew linger, and yet Larger, with a volume of smoke. 'Gracious Heavens!' exclaimed the watcher 'the house has by some accident taken fire.' To leap over the low wall which surrounded the dwelling to thunder at the front door to vociferate with stentorian lungs fire?fire?was the work of an instant But the inmates seemed wrapped in the embraces of death so pro found was their sleep. No sign of life respondto his loud summons. Hastily he ran to the back of the house where he supposed the sleeping apartments were: Equally unsuccessful! here he next rushed to the servants rooms aud succeeded in rousing them. By this time the fire had made considerable progress. Emma had been awakened by the first noise. With a confused idea that her benefactress was ill, and with much agitation she ran to the door and found it fastened. Iu her excitement and confusion she forgot that she had shot the under bolt. With shaking hands she now turned and returned the key, but her efforts to open the door were useless, and she too became sensible of the smell of burning shingles. Instinc- < tively she rushed to the window, where a bright < glare illumed ever}' outward object The ter- 1 rified girl now ran from window, to window, and again and again, tried the lock of the door. il__ il T1 <1.. , uierc was nu trgruss. x iieu came uie " noise of confused voices mingled with the < crackling of the flames. She shrieked aloud, j in her despair, for help?but the uproar was too | great for any hope of being hearci At length I the horrible conviction flashed upon ber mind that she must endure a frightful death. With 1 heroic fortitude she resigned herself to her fate. In the meantime the frontdoorhad been burst ? open and Mrs. Sewcll (stupified with fright and < powerful anodyne which liad prevented her I hearing the noise) was placed in safety on 1 die lawn. Brandon now frantically rushed from room to roomin search of Emma, loudly calling her by name. " She must have escaped," said he at length, and leaving the burning building he flew to Mrs. Sewell who seated in a large rocking chair was philosophically viewing tho rapid destruction of her noble mansion. ' Is Miss Sewell not with you madam?' asked Brandon after a hasty glance ' Emma' screamed the alarmed Mrs. Sewell, ' I thought it was her who had roused me.' Brandon waited to hear no more but madly rushed back to the building. The front part of it r i : 11.. I iL. I 1. i uiu ruuj was uunuug rapiuiy uuu tuu uuuiv. part bad already caught Unmindful of the danger Brandon loudly called for the ladder which ivas placed against one of the upper windows. With one foot upon the first round he was in the act of ascending when he felt himself forjibly held back by some one pinioning his arms, while a rough voice cried out, 'I cannot stand by tamely and sec a fellow throw away his life; whoever is in that house must perish; in a few ninutes, the roof wiii fzl! !n:' The speaker 1 ivas a sturdy old farmer. ' Unhand me in- 1 Jtantly, or your life will pay the forfeit' exjlaimod Brandon furiously and with madden ng enorgy breaking loose; "Let him go'ex- ' ilaimed anothor voice "If he Is fool enough to 1 bo roasted alive. Whoever is in that Wise is past all mortal help: Seo! the end of the ladJer has caught and the widow frame is burn- f ing. But here, take this cloak it will serve to j keep the fire off for a wluje.' Edward instinc- I Lively grasped the collar as the oloak was thrown around with one hand and assisting 1 himself with the other flew up the ladder and 1 leaning over the burning impediment, found himself in an apartment flllod with smoke, and ' the heat was so intolerable that he was forced ] into anQthgr room. By this time the front part of the house was burning rapidly. On rushed Brandon through smoke and through flame, still madly calling upon the beloved name. Coming at length to a door in a remote wing which was fastened on the inside, with a desperate thurst of the foot he burst it open. Through the smoke which now poured in at the open door he perceived a kneeling figure whose upward eyes and clasped hands seemed imploring mercy from above. And mercy was sent in a form the most beloved on earth. With a bound towards her he exclaimed 'Emma there is not a moment to be lost The roof is about to fall in.' She gave one piercing shriek then cried 'Brandon you here! UUiJUU toiuiut IC^UO U1C, I1J MJU wire JUU1self?Leave me to perish but save yourself? quick?quick, I am prepared to die.' ' Emma' he returned with hurried accents ' I came to save or die with you; delay no longer. Hark head you that dreadful crash?the roof has given way.' Emma with sternness and a look bordering on insanity cried out,' Leave me I say?I will not go?1 will die here'? Edward scarcely noticing this, quickly enveloped her in a cloak and taking her forcibly in his arms rushed through each burning apartment till he reached the window where he had left the ladder. Alas, the window was a sheet of flame and the ladder not to be seen! He saw at a glance there was no egress in that quarter. Distractedly, he rushed back from room to room over burning rafters and through suflocatinnr cmnlro iVin rIonrrAv* KnnAmiim avara mn. Mll^ OLAJV/nV/j l>UV 1/VVV/IIIIUg WTV1J U1V* ment more imminent till he found himself in the room he had taken his now nnconsious burden from. He was himself insensible to pain. The fire had not as yet reached this room, though a dense volume of smoke swept through it, and a bright flame licked the windows on the outside. A bed caught his eye, with frantic haste he tore off the bedclothes, and knotting them together tied one end around the waist of Emma, who was still insensible, thrusting her with desperate haste through the window. Cautiously he 1 lowered her, shouting to those beneath to re- : ? i i i . i. i. X i ceive ner ana soon naa tne te'-city 01 seeing ner reach the ground in safety. His own situation ! was perilous in the extreme. The fire had rea- , ched the door; with insatiate rage it had seized i on both windows. The roof had fallen in. He ] was suffocating and the floor beneath him was like hot iron. The flames were above, below, 1 around him. He was severely burnt, and felt 1 that in such a situation it was impossible to . survive many minutes. He was about giving , himself np to his fate when at this critical mo ment he observed what had before escaped his I nnfipo ilia# n Qinnl) norf nf nna nf iKa tin'n^nur 1 IIVIIVV *uu? u maiiui put ? VI VIIO VI MIV fTluvvvi I sills was not burning though hot and smoking. ' With desperation he got on the outside of the ' window and hung by his hands. He was ex* pecting every minute to have to let go his hold when he heard the loud voices of the people below saying something to him. The roaring of the flames drowned all other sounds; something touched his feet; looking down he saw a ladder which had that moment been placed against the wall. Instinctively he lowered himself. Ex* hausted by his wonderful exertions, badly burned and his clothes on Are, he reached the ground. The house at that moment presented a magnifi* cent spectacle, but soon became a heap of smo* King rums. Mrs. Se well's family with Mr. Brandon in a j dying state were conveyed to Harry Morris' t cottage which was soon comfortably furnish- [ ed. And here for several weeks lay Edward j Brandon lingering on the confines of the grave, i in his delirium continually calling upon the t name of Emma Sewell. And who was it that j flitted like a bright vision around that couch of pain; who was it that wearied Heaven with prayers night and day, vowing that should a r life so dear be spared to devote herself to himt v fx T~* ... . wTT - 99 _1_ . 1 .! I fil u was Cimma. "ies, sue excmunea wim en- v thusiasm, "in life or in death I am yours alone." a About three weeks after the accident, Bran- s Jon partly recovering his consciousness, look- v sd around the apartment and fixed his curious ? jaze upon the pale face of the figure kneeling j jeside him enquiring "who are you?" v "Hush beloved one, do you uot know your c Emma, she whom you perilled your life to save?" A smile of happiest radiance played for in instant ovor Brandon's still handsome fea- ^ :ures as he'said "I recollect all now; and you ^ were saved?" t] " X es, saved to devote my me to you, sne e eplied, "even though you should spurn me tl lereaftcr. In the deep gratitude of my heart I c ivill bear it all without a murmur. Through ti tveal and through woe, will I cling to you? F :hrough life even unto death. And now love e :otnpose yourself to sleep, secure in the knowl- j jdge that Emina Sewell is yours forever. And p she imprinted a kiss upon his white manly fore- c tend, and pressing with childlike grace the eye- s ids down with her soft hands, would not suffer d lim to utter another word. But what need was " :here of words, his countenance plainly told J) ;hat he would undergo all again for the sume jJ esults. Mrs. Sewell who from another part of j Jie room had witnessed the scene now oame 0 "orward and said, Mr. Brandon you are to be t) tept strictly quiet, yet allow me to say you are a lot entirely a stranger, your mother was an es- * leemed friend. Emma has told mo all, and if 9 rou still wish it. mv consent to mv daughter's 8 liiion with you, shall not be withheld. Excuse * \ mother's partiality ju saying she is a jewel ? wqrth frpa?urj?g.M " h P?urrBft VH, In a neat, prptty apartment, of moderate dimon- a sions, tastefully mrntshed and well lit, sat a lady r in deep mourning, whose pale, though extremely v beautiful countenance was overcast with an ex? t pressjon of care and anxiety, Long ringlets c shaded^ without concealing,' a singularly expres. I sive face. A book lay open before her, but she. g was not reading. Ever and anon a sigh would escape her, so deep that it seemed as if coming t from the inmost recesses of the heart Once a ? large drop fell from the downcast eye upon the t page. This, with a look of bitter scorn, she has tily wiped away, and rising for a few mintftea, walked the room with the majestic bearing of to empress. Bat soon die resumed her seat and her melancholy musings. ".Twelve," said she, looking up at the mantle clock as it struck the hour of midnight, "and he comes not Merged in tfie scene of gavety, he cares not for the endearments of home. He forgets the weary raidnigb t w atcher. But what right hare I to complain? I will not murmur. .Did I not rush into the vortex with my H eyes open, clinging to a frail bark which I knew to be too weak to contend with the whirl ofpopular opinion? The penalty must now be paid by dragging on a lengthened chain of misery, unloved and alone." Twelve, months had elapsed since Emma Sewell had become the wife of Edward Brandon, and many changes had taken place. Her beloved pro tectress had died, leaving'a large property at 'her own disposal, which Emma, with ner usual magnanimity had transferred to Lucy, who she said was the rightful inheritor. This did not annoy Brandon paucb; he was too much in love at the time, and avarice was not among his feelings. He realized enopgh from the profit of bis profession to maintain the appearance of a gentleman. His setting''Gin, as we have before hinted, was pride. Lucy being more an heiress, trifled and flirted " away her time in a variety of gayetiee and frivoli^ ties. She sometimes visited Emma, but it was only by stealth, as her mother had positively for~ bidden anything like intimacy. u Emma is notour society," she would say, * and though doubtless she possesses much merit, still we must confbrm to the usages of the place in which wa "five?? " But, mamma," pleadlingly replied Lucy," Emma is so lonely; you know she is not invited djut :.L VJ i W. T * 1 J ?i wiui JUUWOTU* ?? cro i u nmu}i wuum gu uu wnero if my wife was not invited. I declare J have no patience with Brandon for not resenting the sights she receives." " Well, my dear, let us leave the world to settle their own concerns. Yonr business is strict obedience." Lucy pouted a little, and then went to prepare for a ball, where she danced with Brandon. When Brandon brought Emma to the city, he was vexed and mortified to find that she did not receive all that respect and attention which he thought her entitled to as his wife. Speculating mothers and marriageable daughters were astonished that a man of Mr. Brandon's standifigshould have married a wnman withnnt nam* or atdtinh. Some could not think of Betting the example of inciting one who had sprung from the dregs of the earth, to their exclusive parties, and all declared that he acted the fool in marrying a charity-orphan. Emma bore neglect and contumely with wonderful philosophy; sustained by an innate sense of superiority, she rather looked down upon the empty-headed set Not so her husband; he chafed, fretted, and worked himself up to a perfect fever of excitement, and blamed his wife for want of tact in not being able to conciliate these people^ 4It you would discard," said he, "some of your lofty independence, and make use of a little duplicity, by no means a crying sin in fashionable ifp, such as seeming delighted beyond measurer at meeting those whom you care not a straw about Had Emma heard aright! She started uid colored. Had her husband ready been coun jelling her in a codo of hypocrisy, that shermght :reep into a society which she held with contempts "Oh pride! oh fashion!" she mentally exclaimed, " what an influence do you exercise when vou :an warp such a mind as Edward Brandon s!" She could not prevent herself from saying, while i bitter smile curled her lip, " when Emma seeks ? conciliate persons whom- she despises, then inleed must sne not only have discarded her pride, jut her whole nature must be changed." And thus had angry feelings arisen between the lew-married pair. Then followed words of untindness from him, drying up and scorching the iweet fountains of affection, and blighting in the jud the promised flowers of happiness with which hey fondly hoped their path through life would >e strewed. Brandon now rushed into the whirl pool of pleasure; not that he became dissipated, n the vulgar sense of the term, but every hour hat could be spared from his legal duties, was ?iven up to balls and parties of pleasure, to which 2mma did not accompany him. Brandon was a nember of the Society, and Emma had ac:orapatiied him to some of the balls, but she hadf easons for declining to go any more, nor did he vish it, tor he had become ashamed of her wbffe' ? pas the brightest flower in his walks. Emma had * .lways been passionately fond of music. One day he entered Brandon's study with a paper, andr pith a sweet winning smile, placing hei hand upin his shoulder, said, " Edward, love, ray.faf.orite' ipera is to be performed to-night Do youvthjufc ou will have leisure to accompany me?" Hd?. vard at first pleaded business, but was-fuiwdy oaxed into compliance. They had scarcely seated themselves* when * irge and fashionable party entered ti*e-next box. tfter returning Brandon's bow of recognition, tfiey aised their glasses staring rudely_ at Eitfma.? Vhispering succeeded. This wassail, lost-upon tie person most Interested, whose-. attention was ngrossed by the performance. Bat nqthing of he scene was lost upon Edward? mortified and hafed, he turned from white to red, pud from red 3 white; then looking at hia wife, he .noticed that he wore no ornament in her hair.;.- Casting his yes around, lie observed that everyone displayed ich and costly head-dresses. He again looked at Jmma, whose ha^? thoygh neat, was perfectly, lain. " Oh abominable rusticity, unheara-ofsaxu '; herie!" Emrpa^ on looking round to address omething to him, found an expression of marked ispleasiire on his countenance. Innocent of ha vig given him, cause for offence,"she"became un- . appy, and losing jl| relish .for the amusement, sit relieved when the (iuftaiiirdrQpped: On reach- . :ig home, Edward gave vent to his'. Mortification.. i a torrent of vindictive phrases. 44 Could any L ne on earth have been so stupid," said he,44 as to.. (link of going to an opera, where every one wears splendid head-dress, with unadornd hair, vfie - -. ssured, madam, that tills, is. the last time thatyoul hall ever make me} a laughing stock for fastnonble people."' Poor Emma vainly endeavored to:llay the storm by saying that she would hate > ilaced a rose jn ,her hair, 44 but," she continued, you know, Edwfird,you objected to this style, asl, eing too rustic, and upon the whole," she added, .< dress is a .subject of such, trivial import, that Ii ,m api not 10 pay any more auenuon 10 11 u?#u leatness dem^ndfi 'fUture, my love, r shall, pear whatever yotC, admire! ' Your wishes shall; ie consulted. In evCry thing where they do not' lash, with,my Innate convictions of what is right* Sdward deigned no reply to this conciliating -peech, but left the room. It was on the anniversary of her wedding day, hat we found Emma alono, counting the wearh lome hours, and dwelling 'b port reminiscence?, lome pleasant but many towtiftil. {TO BC C05TIXCEIX.]