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a? V 'm^ r< « f#; .M jv ... E , £ iffe, , §■:■■'. ;3 ; 1 lgi aHjmjiss \ .:.-■ '^i't I ''" 41 *Wl^k I BBMMiit i V^BiraSsS6iSßr. , T .<sgjM g v ggg Jlfifl H^ v ■ r " 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.