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Five O'clock ta tho Morning.
BUIR} BT MME FABETA-BOSA.
The dew lay glittering on the gTassf
A mist lay on the brook;
At the earliest beam of the golden enn,
The swallow hen hor neat forsook.
Tlie snowy bloom of tho hawthorne tree
Lay thickly the ground adorning, r?
Tho birds were singing on every bunn, Jv.
At five o'clock in the jnorals^,
And Bessfo, the milk-maid, merrily sang,
l'or the meadows were frosh and fair:
The broaze of the morning kissed her
And played with her nut-brown hair;
But oft she turned and looked around,
As if the silence Boorning;
'Twas time fer the mower to whet his
scythe, '?" M
At five oWock.in tho morning. ' . <LJ
Anckovcr tho meadows tho.mowers came,'
And morry their voices rani?;
And one among them wended his way
To where the milk-maid eaug;
And as ho lingered by her side,
Despite bis comrade's warning,
Th*b old, old story was told again,
At flvo o'clock in the morning.
THE ABSURDITY OF IT.
It is all very well for poets to-tell,
By way of their eongs adorning,
Of milk-maids who rouse, to manipulate
?fi ?COW0?' i ,j jj). ''!S. >S . '. .
A'tflve o'clock in tho morning.
And of many young mowers, who bundle
Tho. charms of their straw bod Boorn?
Before break of day, tomake love and hay,
At five o'clock in the morning.
But, between me and you, it is all untrue,
Believe not a word they utter;
To no mUk-toaid alive, decs tho figuro of |
Bring beaux-or even butter.
The poor sleepy cows, if lold to arouse,
Would do so, perhaps, In a horn-ing;
But the sweet country girls, would they ]
show their bright curls
At five o'clock in tho morning ?
It may not se wrong for a man in tho
Or in the moon-if anxious to settle,
To kneel in wet grass, and pop, but alas,
What if he popped down on a nettle?
For how could he see what was voider his
If, in spite of his friendly warning,
He went out of bed, and his house, and j
At five o'clock in the morning?
THF. LOST DAUGHTER.
Mrs. Bradley had been much
moved hy Thamar's earnest supplica?
tion for her son to bo restored to
her, since it forcibly recalled the loss
ot her own child, and she felt for her
as a mother, promising that if aught
could be done, she would assist hor.
Her husband, in compliance with
her wish, wrote to the Secretary of
?State, who did not long allow a per?
son of Mr. Bradley's influenco in tho
County to remain without an answer;
ho informed him that the last returns
had stated that the boy (now grown
to manhood) was going on well, and
had been taught a trade which he
might, if he wished, follow with ad
vantage; and since Mr. Bradley had
interested himself in his behalf, tho
Seoretary had enclosed Iiis pardon,
and orders bad been sent out to fur?
nish him a passage home.
Thamnr had remained for some
days in Dove Dale, where they had
fixed their tents, loth to leave, and
yet scarce knowing why shostopped;
there were associations connected
with the spot, which, though they
reminded her of the cause of her un?
happiness, yet recalled to her mo
tnents when she had been happy
The country around seemed familiar
to her, and she felt more contented
than she had been for years; perhaps,
too, there was a lingering hope that
something might be done by Bradley
to restore her son, and this idea,
which she could not divest herself of,
kept hor from removing.
It might have been a fortnight
- they had remained thns in the Dale,
though eaoh day passed so like to
one another, that time was scarcely
marked, when Thamar, who was
busied without the tent, observed a
carriage stop at some short distance
from tho spot where she was, a lady
descended, and seemed coming to?
wards them; as she looked more in?
tently, she thought she could recog?
nize tho figure of Mrs. Bradley, and
# a few minutes confirmed her suspi?
As Mrs. Bradley approached,
Thamar strove to think what could
be the object of her visit, since she
was assured it was to herself, and
ehe felt convinced in her own mind
that she was come to renew her offers
to take Naomi under her protection,
and she as quickly determined to
"Woman," said Mrs. Bradley,
.'you have not been lately to us; I
had thought to see you again."
"What should I seek? I would not
bog, no, nor steal, from yon-what
cause had I then to go amongst
"You would have found kindness
"Kindness from Luke Bradley?"
"Yes, woman," said Mrs. Bradley,
somewhat sternly, "from my hus?
band you might have found it."
"But not towards myself, and yot,
for the sake of others, porhaps, j
might-it is bnt little, however,
have to expect from him."
"The temper of- your mind causes
you to see things with an ill-favored
"Lady, it may be so-he took
from mo what, aa a mother, I prized
moro than all the world. I be?
sought-I prayed to him to spare my
child, to think of its tender years
all, all that a mother could say I did;
and he would not listen to me; my
boy was tofu from me-and from
that hour to this, I have not looked
upon him again ; and yet, lady, you
think I should ezpeot kindness from
Luko Bradley; to yon he may be
'good and kind-I oannot gainsay it;
but to warda a poor wretched being
like myself, the sight of whom is
loathsome to him, what is thoro to
expect? Ton have seen lifo only on
its brightest side, and know not what
such asl bare to bear; our feelings
are as quick and as keen as yours,
but there are none to heed them, and
we must suffer in silence where we
are wronged. "
"Woman, your opinions are at
variance wi^h the world; the differ?
ence of right and wrong is not pro?
perly considered by you, n i when
you suffer for "want of its due ob?
servance, you biomo those against
whom you have raised yonr hands. "
"Lady, my boy was innocent."
"I hope ho was so."
"Indeed, indeed, ho was."
"It is of little uso now to consider
whether or not he was so, tho law
deemed him otherwise, and ho suf?
fered, perhaps, as you say, innocently.
My husband, unkind as ho may havo
appeared to you, thought his sen?
tence far too severe, und has applied
for and obtained his pardon-hero it
"His pardon, lady! do I hear you
rightly, and shall I see my boy again
-my on dear" Nemah; me thinks I
see him now, dark and beautiful
beyond all his race, his long black
hair falling around, his wild eyes,
his form light and activo; ohl what
must ho have grown to as a man?
Lady, lady, I have not felt as I do
now for many a long year; may He
that you look to in your hour of need
never refuse to listen to your en?
"You will also fiud that orders
have been Bent to givo bim a passage
"Lady, it is to you I owe all this;
I cannot say how deeply I feel what
you have done for me; and this will
set him free again; what does it say?
for to me it is all a blank; 1 cannot
tell tho meaning of those characters;
lady, I beseech you, read them to
me, that I may hoar what they say."
Mrs. Bradley opened tho paper
and read the contents, whikt Thomar
listened with tho deepest nttontion.
"And he is free to wander with mo
once more; to be my companion, my
own Nemah. Oh, Indy, I had never
thought to be so happy; my dear,
dear child, wc shall moot again; but,
lady, you seem in sorrow, your eyes
are filled with tears."
"It is tho thought of something
your words brought to my recollec?
"And you aro truly sad?"
"It will pass away."
"Lady, I feel for you, for some?
thing seems to weigh very heavy on
"There is, indeed, a L?\ivy sorrow
on my mind."
"And is thoro nothing, lady, could
assuage this grief?"
"Alas! I fear mc not; but, woman,
question me no further, for thero is
a sadness on my spirits that will not
let mo dwell upon its cause."
Thomar passed her hand across her
brow, and seemed for a few momenta
much agitated; onco or twice her lips
moved as about to speak, but sho
"What is it, woman, moves you
thus?" said Mrs. Bradley.
"Lady, thero is a conflict of feel?
ings within my breast, urging mc
different ways. I would do what is
right, but thoro issomothing clinging
round my heart that will not let mc
-a moment and I ahall be myseli
again-thc strugglo for mastery will
be over. Naomi," she said, placing
her hand upon her forehead, and
gazing intently in her face, "let mc
look upon theso features; you have
not my wild eye-nor raven hair
nor dark complexion ; nor aught thal
doth resemble me, and yet do I love
you as though you were my verj
"Mother, you have ever been tc
me all that kindness could be."
"Yes, Naomi, our wanderings hav(
beon together, our resting-placo ovei
the same-our joys, our grief-no
not that, for you have not yet knowr
sorrow, and may you never do so
but in all else, wo havo shared togo
ther what the world brought forth
and never havo yon looked to th?
future in hopes of belier days."
"Mother, what could I look for
there is nothing I havo desired."
"Ohl Naomi, I havo loved you bu
too well; nay, look not so, for I an
not in anger. You know I neve
spoke unkindly to you, and wouh
not do so now.
"Nay, mother, I am sure you wouh
"Jabeth, put together those tent?
that wo may leave this spot, ou
course now lies far away."
"Woman, before you go, I won!?
have you listen to me."
"Lady, I know what you vouli
"And you will not consent?"
"Let me reflect awhile-I owe yo
much, and would repay rour kind
ness, but you know not wfmt it cost
"You shall have whatever you dc
sire; all that wealth can purchase."
"Your kindness has done what a]
your riohes novor oould-nay, ha
your wealth boen ten times great?
evon th?n it is, it would havo bee
tho same to me, for poor as I am
you could not have purchased m
ai i i?- but ycu hav? found the
o- .Ay to move Die; listen, and
n-su i fltienco, for you will needit."
Thamar paused awhile, as if iu
h?sitation, looking at tho same with
muoh fondness on Naomi. After, a
few moments, she turned towards
"When my poor boy was taken
i?um me, ? looked' to your husband
as the cause of all my sorrow. I was
obildleas, for he had taken from me
my only child, and; lady, ?you know
not in onr wild life what are our af?
fections, nor how I mourned my loas.
Deep and bitter vengeance did I vow
againBt him, and all belonging to
him, and many a sleepless night did
I pass, thinking how one so humble
as myself could strike a blow that
should be felt. I had remarked,
that iu your arms you bore a ohild,
on whom you looked with all a mo?
ther's fondness for her first born. I
saw you press it to your lips as it
stretched out its little arms towards
you, and I percoived how anxiously
its father watched as it played about,
fearful, at each moment, lest it should
fall. I saw how ho loved it, even aa I
hud dono my owu puor boy, and then I
knew he was in my power. My tribe
had left, seeking a fur distant scene;
but I went not with them. I lurked
about tho grounds in 3-our neighbor?
hood, avoiding the sight of nil, and
watchiug for my opportunity. It
came at last. 1 suw tho child one
day playing on tho lawn, its mothor
had left it for a moment, and nono
wero near to watch it. I sprang
from my concealment, seized it in
my arms, and Hew, rather than ran,
with my prize. I knew the by-ways
and paths about, and bofore night,
was mauy miles away. Lady, I know
not how it was, but I thought I
should have hated that child, even as I
had dono its father; and yet I grew
to love it almost ns I had done my
own. I watched and cherished it
with as much kindness as its mother
could have done; for its Bake I for?
sook my tribe, siuco I would not that
it bo amongst thoso who had ruined
my poor boy, and I have wandered
with none, save Jabeth, from that
"And tho girl!" exclaimed Mrs.
Bradley, in a frantic manner, "does
"Tell mc, woman, iu Heaven's
name, I beseech you, what have you
done with it?"
"Lady, she stands before you; did
not your heart tell yon so?"
"It did, it did!" said Mrs. Bradley,
pressing her daughter to her bosom.
"I felt drawn towards you from tho
first moment wo met; and you are
thus restored to me, my own dear
Jane, after so mauy sad years have
passed? and now I look, there are your
father's features, for you ever pro?
mised to bo like him."
"Lady, said I, not that sho was
like her father?"
"You did-und sho is beautiful,"
said Mrs. Bradley, as her eye beamed
with proud satisfaction.
"I kuow not if you wish them,"
said Thamar, "but hero are tho
clothes she wore when I took her
from you; I have kept them ever
since; you may remember them; and
now, ludy, wo part forever. "
"No, no, do not go, stay with us;
you and your son shall bo placed far
beyond tho reach of want, so you will
remain; your timo shall be passed as
you like; you shall not be controlled,
but do not leavo us."
"Lady, leay again, the wide world
is my heme, and I must wander as I
havo ever done. My habits and cus?
toms forbid mo to do otherwise; you,
lady, moy be happy now you havo
found your daughter, and may you
lovo her as I have doue. Naomi, let
mo press you to my heart, it is tho
last timo I ever shall do so, for in
time you will forget me?"
"No, Thamar, that time will never
"And you will think of me some?
"Oh! Thamar, do not leavo us, let
mo join my mother in her entreaties
that yon will stay with us!"
"Naomi, it is the only thing I ever
did refuso you, and it is tho last.
Fare thee well, my sweet girl, and
may you never kuow tho sorrows of
tho world. Come, Jnbeth, let us
onward, our resting-placo is far away.
Come, come;" and she turned away
to hide her emotion. From the
rising ground on which the tents had
been fixed, and as the winding path
was nbont to hide them from tho
sight of Mrs. Bradley and her daugh?
ter, Thamar turned once more toward
them, and waving her hands ns if to
say farewell, followed tho path, and
was lost to their view.
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