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VOL. I.
[For the iJauner of Che South.]
The Wedding Garment.
Wb»t dark imaginations haunt me
At close of day,
And fills me, in my wakeful midnights
With deep dismay.
Amongst those thoughts these words of terror
I often hear,
‘•Why hast not thou a wedding garment s
Mortal, beware!”
0. Father, when the marriage supper
Thou dost prepare,
8h»!l that destroying question plunge me
In dark despair ? °
Ah, leave me not to doubt and terror.
Father, thou seest
That l am striving to be ready
For the feast.
Striving to wear a spotless garment
Os Faith and Love,
And Zeal, and Trustfulness, and Meekness
To wear Above.
But, ah. my hands are weak to labour
And gloomy fear
Hath dimmed my sight—then. Father, listen
To my prayer.
As I journey on the highway,
Lead me aright.
That I may keep it unpolluted,
My garment white.
Let not the storm of passion rend it
My robe of snow ;
Let not the sin around me soil it
As 1 go.
Ar t! as T tre-jtl the fearful valley
Os Death’s shade,
AT. aid me, then, to walk on humbly
ket undismayed.
v hst every hour may find me ready.
I earless and calm,
meet ray summons to the marriage
Os the Lamb.
CI.AKA MaBSHALL.
rdt.-n ior the Rtmmr of the South.
Toe Countess of Clare.
A SEQUEL TO
Tilt: MAULS OF SUTHERLAND ”
BY RUTH FAIRFAX.
[continued.]
CHAPTKR Xl.
The unfortunate Chevalier de St
vuorge had been cast a wanderer upon
the face of the earth. Obliged to leave
t rance, and finding no home in Spain, he
retire ti to Italy and here our friends de
, c and Reginald sought them. De
p re lia6tl |y disposed of his estates in
r ranee, and very soon he and Reginald
had so fair a home prepared for the
Countess of Clare, and those who might
accompany her, that they could never
regret the one they left. liaving every
? l v p nt, *8 < eif natural scenery, it required
hut little trouble to make their little villa
‘ ; ne of the most inviting spots on earth
Sutherland, Reginald named this new
house m memory of the dear old home,
let ad unlike Sutherland Hall was this
d,r aII,I 1 graceful Italian Villa. Here
andt ‘ e P ra vines, no!
covorL° ‘ ° akS v toWurin g far above moss- j
covered ruins; hut, iu place of all these
■ ( un a wide-spread lawn where the
f, a *! YolM *>% away ill
"c m 1 U atl V ns * Hore sweet
Ci ; s vs ° We *? in bewildering
contusion, and the luscious arapes re
'« briSgCmto
&V "bat the Villa kekud iu
ga "‘ cd graceful
i The - ,nterior <>f the house
eSr dG With itS No
decked k Unm . ure of form
French 1 a P art ™ents; here all was of
most" ri«!f e i ? hich tlle “ asn,,w
fiuisli tl, f' Cl 1 forn ‘ a 'iJ exquisite
I'luiueuee, ZS W Vlit
2"“Su Pi " arS n Wh^ h " er «4't
of the ** m ! rble - ori the right
part So ns f ? °° r the walla and
.noved a “ d l arger °° m bad been r e-1
oolamisof ™ BU P ported bv i
of broad 0 .!“f rb,e - Jhe floor was formed j
and aan j* bs of lllc same material, |
tre of rj,? hC< Dt Urn 8too(1 in the cen-1
were the , So ,ike nature
edge that < . XC ill(^ s drooping over the
• Jat «ne could not help but turn 1
fl gam t 0 I ', )ok - F rom the cups of these
ov\,;rs tine sprays of perfumed wafer
were brown upward, and, gently falling
\. U th , e ! ,rr, > T1 t ia ‘*t* music like the ting
,,ng 01 til]r y hc]] »- Soft Persian mate
were spread around, and flowers made
air l . fr !« rMnt ™'h their breath
Above this fa.ry ball was the apartment
devot( ( l t 0 the Countess of Clare, who
was now momentarily expected. The
a: rarigernent «>f this apartment we will
de." c ribe another time; we must now
hasren to the hall-door where the dusty
and w. ary travellers are I eing welcomed
hy the Count de Vere and Reginald.
ba\mono, who had been most active in
the cause of the young King, found it
expedmot to accompany Eugenia. The
Earl ot Sutherland, with his wife and
daughter retired to the old Hall. Young
Arthur Mac Donald had at last cast
aside .us prospect of becoming the Earl
ot .buney, and, spurning all rank and
butane, withdrew to the wild pass of
Glencoe, where the whole Mac Donald
Clan including the Chiefs of Keppwich
and bleat, w,th one voice proclaimed
hun their Chief. Unable to change his
determination and unwilling to leave him
the Earl of Surrey, with his wife and
daughter, also immured themselves in
their mountain home.
And thus ,vas the family of Suther
land scattered, the Earl of Sutherland
in England, the Earl of Surrey in Seot
and and the Earl of Clare in Italy.
Dearly as they had loved each other
ekisely as they had been united in jov
and sorrow, in triumph and in danger,
the treacherous sea now rolled between
them. Oh 1 these miserable partings •
each one a foretaste of that one w hich is
to be the on earth 1
And so the greetings were over, and
Eugenia was Mistress of the beautiful
home which de Vere had presented to
Reginald. He Vere, in spite of all solici
tation, reJused to occupy a room in the
house, but who si,all say he was not a
frequent visitor? Now, as always Regi
nald was . ver at his side, and their hearts
wore knit together in closest bonds.
St iH de Vere kept his secret; he dared
not acknowledge to himself that Eugenia
had loved her Reginald, and she had told
him that she did not love de Vere He
was sitting alone iu his room. The
I brilliant glory of an Italian sunset flood
ed the sky with g ,rg,*ou S coloring “How
bright, how beautiful it is,” he murmured
gazing with wistfui eyes upon the chang
ing clouds ; “how bright is everything,
and I alone sit in shadow! Oh ! surely
tnere is a vast difference between Regi
nald Sutherland and the Count de Y r ere.
They are even more unlike in nature
than they are in feature. Reginald feared
naughty and 1 am a very coward ! I
condemn myself to wretchedness because
1 fear a woman’s frown. I accept sor
row without striving for happine-s! Nav.
this will never do I” Ue started from
18 ai, d paced the room with hasty
steps “I have not seen her for three
day?-, and it seems to have been an a</e
I will see her once more; if she loves me
not, 1 will go away where the light of her
ejycs may not shine upon me, and I may
liyver hear the tones of her voice. But
it I have been so fortunate as to win her
love, it de \ ere has found favor in the j
eyes that looked so coldly upon Regi- ■
1..1il t «ni„ d t il | Ibe happy, and;
he hurl ot Clare may rest peacefully in
the grave so kindly provided by the Kim/
ot France and Count Louis de V- re
El'” ln tIG bappllJeßs denied to the
to fear that bis resolution
hil S h , ’t Je VCa ‘ hi,Sti,y cau " l,t U P
h = hat and went out. A soft murmur
01 VO CCS in the marble hall we have
dose,bed attracted his attention as he
B* ed hoase . he looked within
R mend stood near the fountain, playi
J !lt ' Sl v< ' r > dr,) P s over a
Porsiau , a" h p Kt ‘ a ! c 1 d 1 " n °»e of the
Al/au-STA, GA„ MARCH 6, 1860.
brunch of flowers. His dark eves were
tinner) upon Raymond with mi anxious
look, and the cloud deepened on his brow
at every pea! of silvery laughter that
rippled from the lips 0 f tho mdden. Do
\ ore stood admiring tho beautiful group
a pleased smile hovering around lus lips'-
hut presently this vanished and his brow
too, became overcast as he watched
tiiom. Raymond threw one last shower
ot water over the two, and then went to
the young girl’s side. Taking the grapes
fr< an Reginald s hand, he gracefully bent
one knee and offered them to her *
‘ Nay, nay,” said she, smiling,' “thev
are not yours Lord Raymond; I can onfv
receive them irom the hand of the right
ful owner.”
“Blit there can be no question about
the ownership of a few trifling grapes ”
before^her* aS “ in h ° ldiug thci " "P
•■True,” said Reginald, “they are not
worth a thought; so give them to me
coustn, and Florella will rcceive , hf „;
from my hand.”
“And why from thy hand rather than
mine, asked Raymond, starting from the
n >or, and looking earnestly upon Rem.
nald. fe
“I never question a lady’s will.” re
pned Reginald, haughtily, “and Florella
expressed a wish to receive the trifle
from my hands !”
•iou would intimaic that your gift
would be preferred to mine,” exclaimed
Raymond, hotly; and, dashing the grapes
to the floor, he put his foot on them.
' j°m are ,, angr J' Ftaymond!” mur
mured Morelia, looking up into his face.
In an instant the cloud on his face
passed away, nnc] with a merry lie
answered :
“1 do believe l was a little angry, and
Reginald, too, looks somewhat darkly •
did you think I was getting jealous,
cousin ( ’ '
‘‘No T said Reginald, “you have no
t ight to be jealous; believe me, l did not
think you foolish enough to be so J”
‘T did not ask you. sir, to say if I had
or had not a right to be jealous”— began
Raymond, when Florella again spoke :
;'How unfortunate I am,” she said
softly ; “now I have made you both
angry.”
“Not very angry, I trust,” said de
V ere, coming forward.
“The Count !” exclaimed Florella
starting to her feet
“Have I frightened you V' asked de
\ ere bowing low.
“Uh ! no; only startled me a little”
answered the girl, turning uneasily awav
hum the sharp eyes of de Vere.
“Is the Countess at home ?” said the
° t U v t 0 Re gmald ;“I wish to see her.”
“1 cs, Mamma is always at home to you
Count; 1 heard her say not an hour :w 0
that she had hog «cen you for three
days.
Then your Mamma has noted how long
1 have been absent,” said de Vere, as lie
wa.ked along the passage by Reginald's
Noted it! Fes, indeed ! yesterday she
saul it was two days, and to-day she said
it was tnree days. We ail do miss you
so much wheu you do not come at least
once a day.”
Oh ! how little it takes to fill the heart
with hope, and de Vt re’s heart grew
lighter as Reginald spoke. But they
had reached the door now, and Eugenia’s
\oice bade them enter.
L 8 f lttiD S on a low .sofa, her
hands listlessly folded in her lap; as she
saw the Count, she held out her hand to
him, saying.
"I <e ared you had forgotten us, Count;
we have not seen you for three days ”
“Forgotten you ! No !” exclaimed de
V ere; “Reginald told me'’—he looked
round for Reginald, but he was gone—
“why, where is the boy ? H is gone !”
. “He finds something more attractive
in the hall, ’ said Eugenia, smiling;
‘ Horella is spending a tew days wito
me.’ 1
‘ I «iw them together when T car. e in ”
answered de \ r ere, gravely; “and Ray.
SSL? Rlß ‘ lwit " «*■
<h ' mt! " ” sbedthe Count
-Of the f-turo, Madame!” answered
lit V ere, speaking rapidly ; ••Reginald is
i ™ ' : ' fhor - he l° r ®* once and for
“ How say you ! His father ! Did vou
know him ?•> gasped Eugenia, catching
ue V ere s arm. b
“Nay Madame, you forget that I have
inanvß W *■’“ he Was like his father
m i.iy times, answered dc Vere, quickly
himseft. h " W Grayed
“Ah !” sighed the Countess, “I hoped
..e?-«T ment th * t y° u kncw him !”
• f'! Ir mourning for the lost one ?”
said fl ° \ er e seating himself beside her.
V y (n } ha,J ktloWn him, yen would not
wonder that he is mourned so Jon<* ”
answered the Countess.
w “ u bJ that I could make vou for-
S' 1 iO . toovm,” said de Vere," taking
ikugema’s hand. °
•Genie" 111 ne ' Pr ,orgct replied
”.My lord ! You speak coldly. Lady
PiUgema, have I made yrm angry ?”
“} ? u make me angry Count, de Vere?”
exclaimed Eugenia, earnestly; “no my
friend, you have never done or said anv
t t 0 offond ’ 1 am sure you never
‘‘Never, intentionally, I assure you”
saa t Veie; “but you are evading my
question, Lady Eugenia; you know wha*t
l mean when I ask you to think of me;
you know how I would be thought of bv
you. You do not answer me ;oh speak
to me, Eugenia; tell me if you still find
my face pleasant to your eyes !”
“1 do, indeed!” murmured Eugenia
- lou do ! Then one more question !
Do you love me? Oh look at me, Eugenia
you are my first, my only love, and my
whole heart is yours Look at me, Euge
nia, an«l if you will not speak, let me
lead im answer in your dear eves 1,1
She did turn her eyes towards him. a
hunt color fiutteiing in her cheeks, a soft
smile wreathing her lips.
With brilliantly beaming eves de
\ ere bent over her, his heart throbbing
joyfully, a rich color glowing on his
cheek
‘And you love mo, Eugenia
i lia\c tried to hide it from myself
hut I cannot do so any longer,” replied
‘Cenie, bowing her head upon his bosom.
Can it be possible !” murmured de
Vere; “look at me, Eugenia, and tell me
if Louis de Y ere is indeed so fortunate !”
Ido love you,' said Genie, giving
him one bright glance and then lowering
her eyes once more.
And I I exclaimed de Y ore, clasping
tne Countess in Ins arms. “1 so love y>u,
so adore you, my own beautiful love, that
this acknowledgement of your affection
is a foretaste of Heaven to me !”
“YVho would ever have thought you so
enthusiastic, said Eugenia glancing
shyly up into his face
“My cold exterior was hut the snow
«»n the volcano’s side," answered de
\ ere pressing his lips to ’Genie’s cheek.
“I s<iw that !” exclaimed Reginald,
who had entered the room unperceived,
and now threw himself at Eugenia’s feet,
“I saw that Mama, and 1 hope you will
forgive me ! Count hold me ! ’'l am al
most eraz.v with joy ! I see, T see it all! I
know by Mama’s blushing cheek that you
are to be my father.* Oh! Count!”
I he youth threw his arms around the
Counts neck, and de Vere clasped him
warmly to his bosom
CHAPrFR XII.
j)e \ ere was happy, yet sometimes,
unreasonable that he was, he felt a pang
ot regret that he had been able to take
the place of the lost Reginald in ’Genie’s
heart, nay that he had even won, as he
believed, a larger portion of love than
sss ,, c.t: h# lotof,! '“ - n, ~
he^n ff<J " la Wa ,'r, not safisfifl(i to change
wn,d LnM, 3 ? Orrnand could
be summoned to attend, and rhev were
just about sending a messenger to them
when a letter came to the Count de Vere.
i rthur i' ntherland was very ill, and
hey prayed the Count to hasten to his
quest* 1 aCCOrfJancc " ,U h '» Ernest re
“l will go ” said de Vere, “hut Euge-
5 ,a do not a,, g e day we have fixed
frr our wedd* nff I will try to he hack in
nme, and it Arthur is able, I will bring
him with me.” -
And so de Vere carried the news of
jugema s intended marriage to the old
Dad. Arthur was somewhat better
’ ri “"got there, and de Vere’s arrival
seemed to give him new life and strength.
0 ere j took the first opportunity that
presented itself to tell Arthur of his
approaching marriage.
“And you will marry her without
making yourself known ?” asked Arthur.
Xt‘B, answered de Vere, “she loves
Loum de Vere, why may I rot be happy
as a Count ,m,tead of being miserable a 8
an Earl. 1 hurried her too much when
l: 'famed, Arthur, she had not
earned to love me, and my impetuous
temper made me hateful to her. Let it
past.; Reginald is dead, but Louis will
be happy y,u ]»
“Rut suppose you try it !” urged
Arthur, “I think you would find yourself
mistaken; tel 1 her who you are.* or let
me do it!”
“Not for worlds !” exclaimed the
Lounf, “what dash away from my lips
the cup of happiness that is lifted to
them for the first time in years ?
1 tell you Arthur, she loved me not, I
am greatly changed, so is she, and as de.
Vere, I have won her love. Let it be!
so.” ' |
“But her long mourning, and those
snowy tresses, that lost their color in a
day,” said Arthur.
‘lt was remorse Arthur, not grief •
she drove me away from Imr with un
kindest words, and she felt that she had
burn,. J rac to my death. Speak no more
of this, she loves me now: let that suffice.”
i wi, ma *Y be ri £ h, »” sa, d Arthur
doubtfully, ‘ but I do not think you are
I do not wonder that she has nofrecogn-
J zed I never would if it had not
been tor your evident emotion. You
remember you used to wear your hair in
long heavy waves; now you have it cut
as close as possible, at least you had wh<m
you first came; it is longer*now.”
“Yes, my short hair makes a great
difference in my appearance. and°this
scar across my forehead, completely dis
guises me,” answered de Vere.
' But if you wore y mr hair long
scar would scarcely be seen,”° sa’d
Arthur, “let your hair grow long R ■gfo,
I long to soe you look like your'"elf once
more !”
I “Rut Rugenia, may be not recognize
me,” objected de Vt-re.
“Nonsense! how ran she?” asked
Arthur, yet with a rret hope in his
heart that she might, <i then there is
that odious black suit, that makes you
look as if you were g ing to a funeral,
but one tiling is certain, you will have to
give them ur- on your wedding-dav.”
‘•That is so,” returned de Vere “and
if you will consent to go with me vou
shall have thr ordering of my toilet ” *
“Agreni I ’ 9«id Arthur, “j,»t wait for
me until I am able to travel: nkamvhile
don't lot the scissors go near head
And you do not wear a monstachr now
Regie, you must remedy that or rather
let time remedy it.”
1 put myself entirely into into your
lands, fix me as you please,” said de
eie smiting, “hut don’t stay here too
long, 1 am to be married, heaven save us*
too months from to-day.”
ell we will be there in time, not to
keep the Bride waiting,” said Arthur,
No. 51.