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From The Trenton Emporium.
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Mary Conway was the flower of her ia
ther's family. She was Young, and well do
remember that she was beautiful--most
beautiful. There is no object beneath the
sun-nothing in this world, full as it is Of
allurements, rich as it is in glorious promi-
ses, and golden hopes, and spirit stirring
dreams, that burns into the heart like the
fresh vision of young angelic lovcliness, III
the hey day Of the passions. There is some
thing so pure and innocent, and holy, i'll tho
mild lustre of her eye; something 50 hea-
venly in the soft and gentle smile that plays
upon her cheek and lips; so much ETHEREAL
graccfuness in her form; so many attrac-
tions round her, that :, seems to me be-
hodin.s Intelligence from the court above,
would bend moment to contemplate and
consider, before he few to the eternal throne
to enter the crime of idolatry against her
youthful worshpper, in the moment that he


lost the recollection of his creator in gazing
ugon her. l look back through a mist OF
years, but see no object beyond it more
distinctly than Mary Conway. j.


She married early in youth, advantageous
ly and happily; in age and fortune, hei
partner was entirely suitable for her; theii
minds too were similar, above the ordinary