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Full Title	Saturday Night, v. V, no. 52, Saturday, September 19, 1868.
Contributor	Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte, 1819-1899.
Date Added	8 May 2021
Format	Newspaper
Language	English
Publish Date	1868-09-19
Publisher	Philadelphia : James Elverson
Source	Dime Novel and Popular Literature
Alternate Title	Fallen pride; or, The mountain girl's love / by Mrs. Emma D. E. N. Southworth. Mountain girl's love
Topic	Popular literature > Newspapers. Philadelphia (Pa.) > Newspapers. Popular literature > United States > 19th century > Periodicals. Dime novels > Specimens. Story papers > Specimens.
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OCR bh ne energy, “VOL Ve ublinies t TOGETHER, (° py KARE DRURY. 1d me not yet farewell; lean over me, wrm silver is outspent, wll meet in many ® mournful To view the river of dividing years, And our pon its stream, i be born With daybreak, and the light of manya dawn! (| —____+«-—__. ‘dream, tered according to Act of Coneress, in the viet 1 1868, by Davis & Elverson, in the Gilce of The Cleré of the istrict Court of te United States in tn and for tho Eastern District of Per b= sylvan: Sv) PALLEN PRIDE; . oR, THE. MOUNTAIN GIRL’S LOVE. oF BY ‘Mrs, EMMA D, E, N. SOUTHWORTH, AUTHOR OF “Retribution,” {taMaring Bride,” “Fatal are oe gl yhter,"” ** Lost n- Law,” ‘Gip- “Sinn” Ethie Pau ay’ Pro} tory,” ‘e's V Vien Enguyerent [This Story began in No. 48. Back numbers gan be obtained trom all News Dealers through out the United States} CHAPTER Ix. wo mA REDE, Tho bird when she pineth may hush her song, Til the hour when her heart shall again be But thou—canst thou turn In thy woe astde, ‘And weep midst thy sisters? No, not for pride. May the flery word from thy lip find way, Ww Vion the tioughts burning in thee mitre day May tho gilef that alta in thy weary b in thine aspect, the roves netest? Not with the shaft in thy iosom ‘Thou must hide the wound in thy. roars ‘Of 8 ! r how at gt a thy mantle, that none may see, mask thee with lau ighter, and say thou aa —Mns, Heaans, All the forenoon, Carolyn Clifton sat place and in, the sam wre lft her, affecting to read, but really watching the id not come down the mountain-path on horseback, he might come round the rend with hls “mother jn ber care wed- the Tike tho strogyle of g on silently in, her i yn fi horself, fora time, at least. passions and emotious striving in her bosom, he she dared uot show hei eorgia was yet young .in 3 ge ‘The Misses Cabell were in their own idesmaids, not yet returned, near noon. ou Me Clifton lind beon out, as w: he said, interroga- “Not come yet, Carolyn ?”” “No, sir!” auswered the young Indy, ising, and putting off lor father's caressing DAVIS « EVERSON, 8,W, Cor. RIGHTH nd LOCUST Sia. Hardbargain and know the reason. | Dandp! horse, there {| Dring bim back I—I've not tone wit ert” said Carolyn, seizing his band, her arrogant mother ‘0, no, father, if Tove tor me, any Tespoct for other, do not subject hor dung ¢ ont NO, nee, ever go After father, if he never co! him!" ‘You're a fool girl” eried the old man, breaking away from h palpable fool f You were a fool for ‘quarreling with, im and sending him away, and greater fool fot to say to the people wh this evening to see you married? Tell she gould say another word, 3 large fey carriage rolled. ao oad, and tarned and entered the lawn, Carolyn sai k in her seat, nearly ooning with the swift hope and fear that ve azed. t I "3 carringo. wi t contained It was_no very earliest of coming fr the wedding guesis, w om a distance of thirty miles, had set out early enough to arrive in time to secure a whole afteruoon’s rest and refresh- ment before dressing for the evening. . This was customary with those coming from ra. Oia Mr, Clifton went down the steps. to ests. and. withdrew into the 7 bafore she a her weddivg-day ber ie fore the wedding-hoi Me. Chiton hiad ushered “bis guests into the drawing-room, he returned to the return in safety, in spite of his evil fore- Dodings of the morning, and thinking, be- sides ‘ she could give hima some news of the idogrootn, he hastened to meet ber | a in ‘her from the saddle, with a Joy: Ave, my darling! Well, my damask rosebud Back in i time, according to pi nt at the sight of ler father, the girl's 2 flushed and paled so swiftly, her bosom rose amd fell 60 rapidly, her whole frame Nas s0 agitated, her manner so confused, mau was seized with alarm, and exslaiie, hurriedly, “Tn the mame of Heaven, my dearest out, went de the matter ?”” ‘uleime, incapable of zenly, looked asi sie Srould sivk into the g Mr. Clifton’ efulte “thought was that some nccldeut (oF catastrophic had be- fallen the oridegroo Heaven, “ila Yrhet hag bap. pen med? Were i cl er Chifton? peal Has he co: itt 8 ossible. arm and her own lumiliating despoudency, with a pro ord fand queenly alt, “Well!” old man, with’ sudden “I will ‘cortaiuly now rido up to Without another word-—totally rauaplelous at Mrs. Fairfax stood before him—the of a 1 | band, ny Dim | i the SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 19, 1868. ! THE BEPULSE OF THE MAJOR, man furiously towand Harduargat Mrs. runaway daugh- ter and widowed bride, stole. to h ittle room to weep in ca. occasion ‘remark, Sie Clifte fon was know! to, be absent, and it was customary, as T Uefore; for the bride and her ‘atteudanta fo ‘be invisi! @ meantime Carolyn Clifton sat in her chamber, pride, Jove, regret, anger, hope, fear—ail good and’ evil passions— striving in her soul, or in |tura bolding the ry over St Tt was jlrawing near the 2 she should commence her bridal toilet, if, indeed, » any bridal array was to be sumed that evening. Amidst all her keen anxiety, she ¢ Ureaded” lest’ some one should come in and tll ber it was time to dress, xplain ud not have feared jute erruption, owever The Ni ‘ses ama, yh is true, sat together in eis cha anber, very im- ve fro) suggestion that it was now aud no one thought or remembered to give them the hint. ‘Mrs. Georgia Clifton—tatf-convicted Leing the originator of all the great toute at had befallen, and the prea r that about to befal sockept herself as much as possible aloof. nd Zuleime was as yet too deeply ab sorbed in the contemplation of her own re- gout bridehoad, and the a0 ro of he © widow- 00d, to think’oi Meanwhile cM Me ‘Clitton lad ridder g ntles than off his guard, and out of his polifoness, and wa a rage Tl, mnadama 1” he exclaimed, Lurowing his Mat down witha thump iuto a chair, and tromping up and down ¢ “Here's a pretty state of afftirs “Mrz, Clifton, you are ex ed, “Yes, madam, I interrupted the old man—very much excited, madam ! Very much exited i madam! Where is Archer © Teil me that!” “Mr, Chtton, alt down aud compose your- self 1” “Compose myself | Compose myself with & prospect of three hundred peop! B x. Clifton, you can’t regret this cir Ido, « Satisfacti you rejoice at, Mr. Clifton 2” inured we iedy, aes at his unreasonable auger wit! oT tend to call me out as my son’s representa- tive? Do you wish to compel me to fight a threw himself on horseback, and rode uel, or to make an apology—which Prine weer ab now (300 PER A ee IN ADVANCE... w Catherine, my dear, I wish you to ic0 up inta my charaber and ‘smuse yourself with a hock, while I have a confidential i ih ii talk with Mr. Clinton.” a “IA Kate immediately arose, courtesied, and i ' | teft the roo q Hk i i AN ‘Mr. Clifton turned ' to" her brother-in- Jaw, \ i AN and said, inqniringly : a i a know the cause of this lovers’ quar- courte T do, madam! Satan fy away I know dicating Kate Kavanagh by a crook of his thumb. Yes, it was about Kate, But it was very’ absurd ! te don’t know that, ma’am I” at dtculous" 3t, nows nothing about mn that she herself had the remotest copneetion with the quar- hope and trust that she never may inject it. What I wish to sa is plainly That man ally, and of young people ft ‘Rrcher and Carolyn fn- \ diy ‘dually, io feel sure that this very absur and extremely inconvenient. quarr 4 jon— es, very extremely inconvenient, “in deed!” emphatically interrupted the’ old m; s only temporary Yes, ma'am, but that don't make it the less eubarmassing the Jess inconvenien! “T kno’ Hear me out ni re the lad, coo bout to Jo tell son, if you will quietly Mt OUT ds listen to m ft mem —T—T'l have satisfac. | ONC y oy—well ! Yes, moa fam I beg your pardon—I am all attention.” * Cal violence of te 8, that she does! It's easy to see x, who is slo Archer, xk Aeininsed from the sere sepentance-—thou, s What! all tiree? Why, that is passing | ery few days, will bitterly repent the i killed and |e has taken, more especially as being ‘on Srondered aoa ‘mortally eee seat his Wester: rch, it will be impossible .¢ Iady, smiling at his fr ‘vehemence. ; | retrace it, Under these circumstances, this “Dei mem! don’t take my words | 8 what you must say to the assembled com- up’ he exclaimed, s1 ing up and down | Pauy to-ni You must tellthem that the floor, aud then breaking out i itupe- | last night a peremptory order arrived fo rative abuse of Archer Clifton, all addressed | Capt ifton to join bis regiment h agita ignified then enjoy Bienes eed BOW Preserved & digni jemsclves as at a ball, an ail will go of “Mtr. Clifton forgets that he is 9 many and| Well and without scandal. I will be pre- that he speak: man!" said a stern, | Sent thyself, as the representative of our side Dut low-toned ¥ of And the ota ‘centleman turned to see Kate to e in youthful beauty,” thi r—yes, in beauty, for her slight figure was di folly up, her bosom heaving, her fine head erected, her cheeks crimson, an intensely bril- iked straight up to Mrs. ~ varest Indy | allow me—do allow me | Pose to you for meeting the guesis, this evens toaitend you t0 your own toon and be ing, is truest, wisest, and best.” Think of our substitute h rein waiti Mr. | 5 eit Hon. Htute ere in waiting upon “Ido not think of it atall! I sce itsex- , Kate; no, my dear girl I have to tak Yatioualig tot he ‘his we se fed the Indy. | Mrs. Clifton, you are our deliverer! Ob; gin “inquired ‘the old c! gentleman, not rocegbizing rate under tue new aspect, or affecting not to do so. Who | quer is that girl, Clifton?"” he repeated, cian, satis! e every gazed fondly on her protey re “Miss Kavanagh, my son's ward, and 1 own adopted daughter,” roped Min Chicos without Ywithara win mg ber f ow own adop mod dager! ‘A. proutiain Clifton, begging Fetationsh “er Broun, that, Ae a late, a8 he should want the en- —word-it—is "said Me Clifton, very | Couragement of ler presence in order to en- deliberately, However,” he added, “sl he mounted las brought me to reflection, for which T y down the ) Mrs. Clift When hearrived ay ly covered of specch and manner. It is Fasnily failing, you know. Pray pardon " ‘ooms ssed through them all, bowing rightand left, and hastened to his daughter's room, ce ifton had ‘Or Clifton, Please to sit down wear me, SI G is somedoubtsabout getting his proud daughter My v =n Keeping up a runing cn con wiso plan suggested by his Fae tee Tang conve sister-in-law. But he meant to carry his grow am, consent by in, So he pushed feed it before: “Ihave acid. the enue te pen her door, burst nto ler chamber, and i eorgia and ‘to Carolyn, Indeed, my dear meelf,, pufing, blowing, and sister Clitton, I wish. yon would take care of sna, ito the nearest chair, exclaiming : you: s gone, Carolyn He's clear gone, confound Sim at it has overcome you. Carolyn drew nearer her father, and gazed Kavanagh, my dear, you were - perfectly Jato his face, to ren the ere the eonsirm rmanton right, Idid forget myself.. And you were | of what she featcely could believe. Theo a fine git! fo recall me, Give me your hand, man wiped bis ‘streaming face with his bande my a kerchief, and stuffed it again intohis pocke! cumstance more than I Blushing deeply, as was her wont when exclaiming “I don’t regret it at all, ma’am! Mp half) Xs one—gone—gone !”* Joice at it, ma’am! I congratulate nyselt Th en, opening wide | wie ores, he sourmured : my daughter, ma'am! But Dl iia “But never mind, my dear child, you've satisfaction, ma’ at I'll have satisfaction, got your ot father het fe fore, zou and to ma'am I" sai old man, wiping the per- venge you, too, ie grieve! = | epiration from Ms red fic Come to my bosom 0 girl, elevating her qneenly head 3 wedo not or 1 We pronounce sentence and exee ite it 1" my noble girl! There spoke Mrs, Clifton your maother's "daughter! Yet—” suddenty the old gentleman, asby a q) iv fift grow od," said the lady, Potting toa chair | on bi “Ti take it. He did so. turned to Kate, and said yn, Lam m sure, already regrets her . mper. wer toangerand &