86 THE FLORAL TELEGRAPH. 
simple and virtuous dignity of her 
innocence, to mark the purity that 
seemed to surround her with a per¬ 
ceptible halo as she moved — and he 
was awed from passion into worship. 
“ Still, through all his varying 
feelings, the ice of despair lay cold 
and heavy at his heart. He knew his 
father’s views, the unswerving pur¬ 
pose of his uncle, and the strict vene¬ 
ration of both for their word. Hecould 
not go and openly demand the betroth¬ 
ed of his brother; but he could not 
let that brother possess her and live. 
“It was then I stole upon him, 
and smote the stony incrustation that 
bound his bosom in despair, and shat- 
