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PUBLISHED BY
JOHN C. & CONNOLLY & JOHN B. T. MASON,
FREEHOLD, N.J.
VOL. 1.
NO. 5.
^tt ^ns'trtKiiiK %icrg.
LOVE III A MIST.
BY JULIA M BRYAXT.
" Ah me, (hr aught that I couid ever iearn,
Couid ever hear by fate or history, '
The course of true tore ne'er did run smooth."
" Dost thou deem
It such an easy task from the fond breast
To root affection out 1"
" I want a hero''—not a martial hero,
seamed and scarred with traces of many
a we!! fought battie; not a sighing, senti
mental tower; not a bewhiskered, mus
tachioed dandy, "a perfect !ove of a
man;" but a true substantia! hero, of an
every day story, such as is written on ev
ery young heart in its ear!y b!oom of hope
-and happiness. Snch an one as appeats
to the thoughts and feelings of our earii
*er years, and carries as back to the time
\vhen " love's young dream" cast its be
witching spe!i over onr senses.
Such a. hero as my iancy pictures, was
Dr. Langdon, a talented and popular phy
aieian in the town of-*
Few men possessed more qualities of
mind and person to render him beloved,
and lew men more beloved by all who
knew him; and yet strange to say, he
still remained a bachelor, and at the time
our story begins, his " three score years
and ten" were well nigh half spent; but
while fair girls smiled or sighed, and ma
trons wondered, and old men gravely ad
vised, he still kept on the even tenor of
his ways, apparently untouched by Cn
pid's arts, whether he veiled his arrows
under the serious words of counsel from
the old, or the more bewitching smiles of
beauty from the young.
The truth was. that in <Kn4y Ml# h.
-loved, "not wisely, but too well," and it
tniglit be that the remembrance of that
Sove still cast its shadow over his heart,
or that the Urst fervor and glow of early
feeling had passed with it, and the way
ward heart of youth was now controlled
by the cool judgment of the mind; in
short, the Doctor was very philosophic in
love, as in other things, and could reason
as coolly upon the matters of the heart,
as of the head, and looked upon the fair
form of beauty with as much indifference
as if admiring some of the Inanimate
workmanship of nature. Immersed in his
books and practice, if ever an idea of
marriage crossed bis mind, it came only
as accompanied with thoughts of duty to
himself and society, and as a matter of
qniet calculation, rather than of deep
' feeling.
f Years had passed on, and the bright
eyes that bad smued upon turn, turned
their light upon others; smiies that once
beamed brightiy at hig approach, now shed
their iight npon their own domestic
hearths, and on his thirtieth birth day,
Dr. Langdon awoke from hig iethargy to
tind himself aimost deserted by his ior
mer young associates, and Burrounded by
.those who had attained to maturity iong
tince he became a man. There were some
npleasant reminisence awakened by his
ain of thoughts on his birth day, and a
ligh involuntarily came from his bps, as
ms mind reverted to the friends of his
'yhood; most of them with young and
vely wives; many of them with ' their
tabes about their knees," and as he
anced around his smaii bacheior apart
nt, an air of discomfort and ioneitness
nek him most forcibly, and thoughts of
;heerfui home, pretty wife, and prattling
,bcs, rose in striking contrast, and for
hundredth time he resolved to take to
seif a wife; but to resoive was much
ier than to perform, and the Doctor
into a moody train of thought, from
lich he was awakened by the entrance
servant, who came to bear an invi
n to a party to be given at Mrs. Lin
's the following evening,
e next evening, as Dr. Langdon en
tire well lighted apartments of Mrs.
ood, his eyes feii on the tab and
fui form of a young and ioveiy giri,
stood near the centre of the room,
e turned with graceful dignity to
ter the famiiiar introduction of Mr.
d, " My cousin, Miss Heien Lin
Dr. Langdon," the Doctor fe!t the
nount tp his very brow, and a de
f embarrassment very unusuai to
for a moment pervaded bis manner,
iie feit the gaze of those dark eyes res
g upon him; in a few moments, howev
-, she resumed her conversation with the
ntleman by her side, &nd the Doctor
ved away.
More than once, however, during the
ening, he turned to iook upon the face
hose peculiar beauty had struck his
imewhat fastidious fancy; and more than
nee he caught himself wondering if that
air form contained a mind as perfect in
ts proportions as its exterior: and when
te returned home at a late hour that night,
" still lingered in his thoughts, and
him in a dream.
Helen Linwood was indeed bewitching
ly beautiful; her dark hair was folded
over a brow, " bright with intelligence,
and fair and smooth;" her eyes, " spoke
the warm feelings that her bosom moved;'.'
and the rich bioom upon her rather bru
nette complexion, and the rounded sym
metry of her figure, told that health, with*
out which no perfect beauty can be found,
ran through her reins, and furnished a
rich life current to her heart.
Those who knew her best, loved her
most, for the warm emotions of her. na
tures ami the many qualities which render
women lovely and beloved, shone forth
only in the circle of home and friends.—
She was idolised by some, beloved by
many, and admired by all; and was it
strange that even the. heart of Dr. Lang
don was awakened by the charms of her
who seemed to him the bright embodiment
of all that he had thought beautiful in
women, either in his boyhood's dreams, or
in the ripe judgment of his later years?
and was it strange that she, who knew so
well how to appreciate all the good and
noble qualities of the human heart, should
look first with reverence, then with re
gard, and at length with love, upon him,
who under her inf uence now appeared the
really warm and true hearted man that
nature made him ?
Before the lapse of many months, the
Dr. owned to his heart that he loved welf
and deeply, and yet he knew not he was
beioved in return, ft was true, that Heien
Linwood always met him with a cordial
smile and friendly greeting, but did she
not meet others so? True, lie had seen
the bright color come to her cheeks more
than once, when her glance met his; but
yet she, wealthy, beautiful, and admired,
would she not fqject the heart whose hom
age he now longed to offer her?
He rose from the chair with a sigh, and
going to a book, he turned the 'leaves to
End a Bower, a simple rosebud, given to
him by her a few evenings before, and as
he recalled the blush that-accompanied it.
a glow of pleasure lighted up his manly
features, and a smile involuntarily played
around his handsome mouth. A few
credulously to h^ve been told of this: but
now, the calm, still heart was awakened
from its slumbers, and he was startled to
find that Its strong pulsations were beyond
control.
Immediately after his arrival in the
town of-, Helen Linwood was pro
nounced to be most decidedly and emphat
ically a belle, and it was not without a
bitter pang of envy that Clara Howland
resigned her formerly uncontested supre
macy. She was a brilliant beauty, with
large dark eyes, and hair like " the ra
ven's wing," but withal,proud,selfish,and
artful, but with an acquired softness of
manner that partially concealed these de
fects. An only child, she had been pet
ted and caressed, until the wayward girl
had become transformed into the wilful
woman, with all the strong impulses of
her nature unchecked and uncontrolled
by principle or affection; and yet, unlike
and Clara Howland were friends, in the
worldly acceptation of the term; but
though Helen's warm heart found some
traits in Ciara to love, and white free
from every jeatons thought, she admired
her rare beauty, and generously excused
her faults; Clara covld not, and did not
love the pure, high-minded girl, whose
gentle disposition, as well as exceeding
loveliness, had won all hearts; and the
words of praise lavished so freely upon
Helen, by old and young, fell like drops
of poison into Clara's burning heart.
A brilliant party was to be given at
Mrs. Howland's, and Clara stood before
her mirror arrayed in a beautiful and
costly dress, witit the proud consciousness
of beauty lighting up her beautiful feau
tures. * Clara had long guessed the secret
of Helen's heart; she had watched every
tell-tale blush and smile, and she knew,
though words had never revealed it, that
Dr. Langdon loved Helen Linwood, and
that she was not indifferent to that love;
and in the depths of herwild, ungoverned
nature, she had vowed that she should
never be his. For years she had loved
him with all the selfish ardor that could
but characterize the love of such a being,
and she could not bear that another
should win the heart that had turned so
coldly from her; and she had resolved to
take a bold step-to defeat the end she
most dreaded, the marriage of Helen and
Dr Langdon.
The day, in seemingly strictest confi
dence, she had imparted to Helen a secret,
which she said was interwoven with her
very being; she told her that her hopes
for the future were about to be realized,
and that she had promised to become the
wife of him she loved best on earth; and
when Helen with fond eagerness, had
asked the name, Clara had hid her blush
ing face upon her shoulder, and whispered
the name of "Langdon! '
Helen's check grow pale, and for a mo
ment her heart's pulsation's seemed stilled,
but, with a strong effort, she rallied, and
bending her head to Clara's cheek, kissed
her fondly , and tried hard to feel that she
did not love her less, although she had ta
ken from her the brightest hope that had
ever lighted her pathway.
Clara had returned home, exulting in
the hope of the success of her project, and
Helen sat by the window where the cooi
breeze could play upon her burning brow,
and tried to still the tumultuous thoughts
that thronged her brain. Vividly the
past came ali before her, and the biush
of mortiiied pride and feeiing dyed her
cheek and .brow, as she remembered how
-
often'she had betrayed her preference for
him. The excited state of her feeiings
made her magnify every circumstance of
the kind, and she feit degraded in her
own eyes, as she thought how he mt^st de
spise the heart that gave its !ove nnsonght;
and then as the remembrance of that iovc
came over her mind, she hid her face in
her hands, and tears fie WCo fast and free.
Twiiight came on, and its shadows
deepened into night, butstiii she sat there,
absorbed in her own sad thoughts.
The entrance of her maid, who came to
assist her in preparing for the evening,
roused her from her bitter reverie, and
pushing back the disheveied iocks from
her throbbing tempies, she rose to her feet
and hastiiy began her preparations, and a
short time after, when her cousin, Mrs.
Linwood, came in to put the finishing
touches to her dress, Heicn's features be
trayed no traces of her recent emotion.
that night there was a deeper Hush on
Heien's cheek, and a brighter beam in her
eye, and her voice, though siightiy tremu
lous at times, was more than nsnsliv cm
and mirthful in its tones, and none could
have read beneath that bright exterior the
feeling that swelled her heart, and op
pressed her brain,
Never had she looked lovelier titan on
that night, and so thought Dr. Langdon
as he advanced to speak to her as she en
tered Mrs. Howland's drawing room.—
Helen's heart beat aimost audibly, as he
took her hand, and fearing he might ob
serve her embarrassment, and detect the
caase, she hastily withdrew it, and the
smile that accompanied her few words of
greeting: he was constrained and cold.
Touched by her manner, he turned
away, and meeting the eye of Clara, he
crossed the room to her, and when Helen
saw him again, he was standing by her
side, tier hand Within 'his Arm, and her
beautiful face upturned to his. With a
faint, sickening seusation, Helen turned
away; and forgetful of all around her,
seated herself by an open window where
the heavy curtains partially enveloped her
form; and where she could gaze upon the
calm, still starlight without. A few mo
ments after, a gentleman foilowed her,
and setting himself by her side, began a
conversation in which she took but little
share.
Frederick Loring had loved Helen Lin
wood long and devotedly, but he had
never dared to breathe to her his feelings;
but at that moment there was a snbdued
softness in her manner, a touching sweet
ness in her tones, that made him love her
more, and dare to hope what he never
hoped before. Helen, engrossed by her
own thoughts, listened dreamiiy as he
spoke of the beauty of the quiet evening
—of poetry—of love, and as he talked,
she gazed into the heavens above her, un
heeding the passionate gaze that was bent
so earnestly upon her, and though he
spoke in low, soft whispers, which betray
ed the love his bosom felt, she did not re
alize his meaning until emboldened by
her silence, he placed his hand upon hers
which lay upon the Window-sill, and bend
ing nearer, spoke plainly of his love for
her.
tieten raised ner eyes to tits, ana a turn
ing blush overspread her features; she saw
her error and felt she had unintentionally
misled him; she leaned her head upon her
hand, and he still beut over her listening
trembling for the words on which his
hopes all hung.
At that, moment Clara, who was still
leaning on Dr. Langdon's arm, directed
his attention to Helen, and with a pecu
liar smile, said, "Helen is very happy
this evening."
"Why!" said Dr. Langdon quickly.—
" She.is always happy when Hr. Loring
is by her side," repiied Clara.
" Are they engaged ?" asked Dr. Lang
don, making an effort to speak caimly.
" Certainly," said Clara, unblushingly
meeting^his inquiring giance, " did you
not knowAt ? but^cout^e^y^h did .not?
as it is of late date; but you mustprom
ise me hot to mention it," she added, " for
1 ought hot to have told you, as it was
told to me by her In strictest confidence.
" You can trnst me, you may be assured,
Miss Howland," replied the Doctor; and
after a few idle remarks, with a slight
apoiogy to Ciara, he led her to a seat and
left the room.
Had he stayed a moment longer—had
he seen the expression that crossed the
features of the gentleman by Helen's side;
had he observed her manner as she rose
from her seat, and came forward to min
gle with the guests, he would have detec
ted, with the quick eye of affection, that
some sorrow touched her, and that the a.^
sumed'gayety of the hour was not from
the heart. , ^
He did not return that evening, howev
er, and Clara spoke of his absence as if
perfectly famiiiar with ail his movements;
and as Helen bade her a kind good night
and pressed her Usual kiss upon her cheek,
she did not dream of the deep laid plot
against her.
That night Helen wept herself to sleep
upon her piliow, and Dr. Langdon paced
his room far hours, at one moment bitter
ly reproaching himself for his Infatuation,
and again, softened almost to Woman's
tenderness, breathing a prayer for her
happiness, forgetful of himself. 0, could
the veil have been removed from either
heart, and the true leclings been revealed,
how readily would happiness have taken
the place of misery-^4ow many hours of
concealed wretchedness would have keen
spared them both. " ^ij^^thou art full of
of mystery."
To a proud and se isitive nature like
Helen Linwood's, no nortihcation could
have been greater tin r to feel that her
affections had been given to one who
merely esteemed her as a friend; and
though she strove h: -d .to conquer her
feelings, and would nt; allow even to her
self how deeply her lqe lor him had ta
ken possession of her leart, yet notwith
standing her bitter codtlemnation of what
she considered a weakness, nature would
not thus be controlled,and a* long attack
of illness proved how iieep had been the
struggle between lov<
when she arose from h<
had lost its sweetest li;
its brighest bioom. A^soon as she was
able to travel, she left for home. Dr.
Langdon called to say farewell, but a
Crowd was round her. and thev simolv ex
and pride; and
sick beds her eye
t, and her cheek
changed a few words, held each others
hand a moment, smiled, aad strove to ap
pear to be, as they really seemed--indif
ferent—and parted; he with his strong
heart swelling with emotion—she forcing
back the tears, and biting the quivering
lip to check the sobs that only burst forth
when alone in the carriage, she gave vent
to her long suppressed feelings.
The morning after the party, Mr. Lor
ing had left to be absent some months,
but Clara assured the Doctor that he was
to follow Helen to her house, and be uni
ted to her there on his return.
Clarg, freed from the fears of Helen's
successful rivalry, put forth all her charms
to win the heart of Dr. -Langdon, and
partly from the induAgo^ef hey beauty,
pat rty from the kno#e%e of her love
for him, he insensibly became interested
in her, and often he would spend an hour
by her side to while away the moments
that of late hung heavily on his hands,
and more than once the floating breeze of
busy rumor bore to the ears of Helen the
report of an engagement subsisting be
tween them, which tended to confirm her
in her belief; and by degrees she taught
herself to think upon the event with com
posure, if not with indifference.
A change had come over the calm and
quiet Dr. Langdon; his usually frank
countenance was often overclouded, and
his open, cordial manner, had become
reserved and cold. The truth was, this
second disappointment had been felt more
deeply than the first. The strong, deep
feeling of manhood had been enlisted, and
sturdy branches of the towering oak are
less easily trained than the light limbs of
the yielding sapling.
About six months after her return home,
Helen received a letter from her cousin,
Mrs. Linwood, urging her to pay her an
other visit; her husband was absent from
home, her own health delicate, and she
longed for the sweet companionship of
her " sweet Helen."
Aiter some hesitation, Helen consented;
she felt confidence in herself) and thought,
even if chance threw her in the way of
Dr. Langdan, she couid meet him without
emotion, and in a short time she found
herseif again beneath the roof where she
had passed iter happiest and most misera
ble moments.
Ciara Howiand was among the first to
call, on her return, and found opportunity
to tell Helen that, in consequence of some
famiiy matters, her marriage had been
postponed, and that both she and the
Doctor wished their engagement to be
kept a profound secret. Heien's unsuspi
cious nature saw nothing to doubt, and
readiiy gave the required piedge of se
crecy.
Ciara, who began ter fpar that Heien's
unexpected return might mar the success
fu! development of her piot, iost no time
in impressing upon the Doctor's mind
thoughts that wouid eRectually precinde
the possibility of expressing any feeling
of affection for Helen; she knew his
aversion to any thing like coquetry, and
she calculated well in supposing that the
knowledge of such conduct on the part of
any woman would go farther to prejudice
him against her than almost any other
circumstance.
Mr. Loring had lately returned, and
his appearance and manner still betrayed
the effects of the disappointment he had
felt so keenly. Clara took occasion, to
speak of this dejection of manner^ and
feelingly attributed it to He!en's#cruei
treatment of him, who, she averred, had
rejected him after their long enAgement,
without any apparent cause. She knew
i Dr. Langdon too weli, to fsar his betray
ing her falsehood, and she knew Loring
was too sensitive on the subject, though
he had confided It to her, ai the intimate
friend of both Helen and himself.
Mrs. Linwood Was taken suddenly ill,
and, summoned hastily to her bedside, Dr.
Langdon and Helen first met again; yet
even there a feeling-of restraint affected
both; he was cold and distant, and her
manner caught the infection from his.
If Helen had appeared lovely and lore
able in the pride and dress of beauty, she
was doubiy so now, when with watchfn)
tenderness she hovered around her cous
in's bed, bathing the fevered brow, cool
ing the parched lip, and soothing with
gentle tones the restlessness of the sotter
er with a sister's fondness, and often when
thus thrown together, the warm impulses
ef their hearts would go forth to meet
each other, to be as suddenly checked by
the thoughts so carefully instilled into the
mind of each by the artful Clara.
It was a cold autumnal evening; the
wind blew blusteringly and the rain fell
heavily; but, seated by a comfortable Are
smoking fragrant cigars, sat Dr. Langdon
and Frederick Loring. A degree ofthti
macy had sprung up between the two, and
a strong feeling of instinctive sympathy
bound them together.
"Doctor)" said Loring, rising from his
chair, And pacing the door with hasty
strides, "I am of all men most miserable.
I have often wondered," he continued,
'why you never married Helen Linwood;
certainly I was not mistaken in supposing
you loved her; she did not reject your
love as she did mine—-did she Doctor?"
he added bitterly.
"No," said Dr. Langdon emphatically,
"Iruever made her an offer of that love."
^che is a noble girl," said Loring warm
ly, "and Is worthy the love of any heart.
I did love her, I do love her still, and Will
ever love her, go long as life la3tS)" he
added with emotion.
"Tell me, Loring," said Dr. Langdon,
surprised at his manner, " were you en
gaged !o her?"
Never, said Lonng, "she totd me
frankly she did not love me, she did not
deny she loved another) And I have good
reasons to believe that other was yourself."
It was now the Doctor's turn to show
emotion; "I will tell you Loring," he said,
rising to his feet also, and speaking In
low suppressed tones of deep feeling,
" why-1 have not told Helen Linwood of
the love yon rightly guessed I felt for her.
f was led to believe that she had Nogaged
herself to you, and had wantonly trilled
with your feelings; such a woman could
never be my wife, and the hardest struggle
of my life has been my effort to conquer
my love for her."
Loring advanced to the Doctor, and
taking his hand he said earnestly, " fate
has blessed you, Doctor; I know that
Helen loves you—you are worthy of her
love—God bless you both, mav you be
happy."
With a fervent pressure of the hand,
he turned away, and taking his hat left
the house. Poor Loring, Be did not dare
to trust himself to speak further, for the
generous impulses of his soul were at
mighty warfare with his sei&sh yearnings
after his own happiness.
The following morning Heien was sit
ting alone when Dr. Langdon entered the
pleasant parlor of Mrs. Linwood. There
was semething peculiar in his manner that
made Helen's heart thrill, and when seat
ed by her side he began to tell her of the
past; how he had been deceived in regard
to her; how long he had loved her, and
why he had suppressed that love. Helen
listened with a beating heart, and as he
spoke, tight flashed Upon her mind, and
she saw at a glahce that she, too, had been
deceived, and,When he told her of his
true and deep affection for her, and asked
her to become his wife, she withdrew the
hand he had held, while speaking, to hide
the glad tears that Came bursting from
her eyes.
"Helen," said the Doctor, grieved and
alarmed at her agitation, " I did not mean
to wound your feelings. If you do not
love me, tell me candidly; if you do, if
you could love me"—he paused for a re
ply—-the hand she had withdrawn was
replaced in his own, and with an impul
sive movement the philosophical Doctor
folded her in his arms, and his lips rested
upon her cheek 1
It was a pleasant party gathered^at
Mr. tin.wood's (Helen's father,)' atkher
cottage home.^There were many t)f#he
mutual friends of Dr. Langdotnom Helen}
there were cousin Harry Linwood and
his.sweet wife; there was Frederick Lor
ing, calm and thoughtful, but enjoying the
satisfaction that he had contributed to
the happiness of two he most loved ; and
there too was Helen, lovelier, sweeter
than ever, arrayed as a bride and lean
ing on the arm of her proud and happy
husband, Dr. Langdon.
l nere, too, was ur. juangaun s young
and beautiful sister,' and when in after
time the love of Loring's manly heart
was transferred to her, in her unbounded
iove and tenderness, she taught him to
forget his early disappointment.
Clara Howland, embittered by her de
feat, turned to one she inwardly despised,
and married a man whose sole recommen
dation was his immense wealth, and when
in after years the fashionable, heartless
woman of the world, occasional))' met the
still lovely and ever beloved of the uni
versally esteemed Doctor Langdon, with
her bright faced and beautiful children
by her side, she would keenly feel, with a
pang of envy, one regret^ that to the un
happy and childless wife, wealth could
not atone for the loss of the heart's dear
est treasures, affection and esteem; but
Doctor Langdon, and his happy home
made bright ny the sunshine of affection's
smile, felt that the clouds that had soloug
hung over his heart and mind, were all
dispelled, and that to him, " Love," was
no longer "in a mist<"
(CjMM ^Mtrg.
the Sword.
BY SttSS. LAWGDON.
'Twas the battie Held, And the Cold pale moon
Look'd down on the dead and the dying;
And the wind passed o'er with a dirge and a wait,
Where the young and the brave were lying,
With his father's sword in his red right hand,
And the hostiie dead around him,
Lay a youthfnt chief, bnt his bed was the ground,
And the grave's icy sieep had bound him.
A reckiess rover mid death and doom
Pass'd a soidier his pinnder seeking;
Careiess he stopt Where Mend and foe
Lay atike in their lilb-Mood feeking.
Drawn by the shine of the warrior's sWord,
the soidier paused beside it;
Re Wrenched the hand with a giant's strength,
Bet the grasp of the dead defied it.
He loos'd his hoid And his English heart
Took part with the dead before him,
And be honor'd the brave who died sword in hand,
As with soften'd brow he ieant o'er him.
" A soldier's death thoii hast boidiy died,
A soldier's grave won by it;
Before 1 wouid take that sword from thine hand,
My own Mb's biood shoMd dye it.
" Thou shait not be left for the carrion CroW,
Or the woif to batten o'er thee;
Or the coward insnit the gaiiant dead,
Who in Hfb had trembled before thee "
Then he dug a grave in the crimson earth
Where his warrior (be was sleeping;
And he laid him there in honor and rest,
With his sword in his own brave keeping t
Speak not Harshly.
Speak not harshly—mneb of rare
Every human heart must bear;
Enough of shadows darkly tie
Veiled within the annniest eye.
By my childhood's gushing tears,
By thy griefs of after years,
By the anguish thou dost know,
Add not to another's woe.
Speak not harshly—much of sin
Dweiieth every heart within;
Bt its eioseiy covered ceits
Many a wayward passion dwells.
By the many hours misspent,
By the gifts to errors ient,
By the wrong thon didst not shun,
By the good thou hast not done,
With a ienient spirit sean,
The Weakness of thy fellow mkn.
WHAT ig PBOVIMENCA
BY Mtss SEDQWicB.
Take, for example, a young gif], bred
delicately in town, shut np in a nnrsery
in her childhood—in a boarding echoo!
through her youth, never accustomed eith
er to air or exercise, two things that the
%aw of God makes essential to health.—
She marries; her strength is inadequate
to the demands upon it. Her beauty fades
eariy. She languishes through her hard
oiRces of giving birth to children, suckling
and watching over them, and dies early.
" What a strange Providence, that a moth
er should be taken in the midst of life,
from her children. " Was it Providence ?
No! Providence had assigned her three
score years and ten; a term long enough
to rear her children, and see her chiidren's
children, but she did not obey the laws
on which life depends, and of course she
lost it. ^ ^
A father,^oo is oat off in the midst of
his days.*.'He is a useful and distinguish
ed citizen, and eminent in his profession.
A generai buss rises, on every side, of
" What a striking Providence." This
man has been in the habit of studying haif
the night, of passing his days in his oiBce
and the courts, of eating luxurioas dinners,
and drinking various wines. He has ev
er vioiated the laws on which lif& de
pends. Did Providence cut him off?
The evii rareiy ends here. The diseases
of the ^father are often transmitted ; and
a feeble mother rareiy leaves behind her
vigorous chiidren.
it nas neen customary in some CittBs,
for young ladies to walk in thin shoes and
delicate stockings In mid-winter. A
healthy blooming young girl; thus dressed
in violation of Heaven's laWs, pays the
penalty} a checked circulation, cold, fever,
and death. " What a sad Providence!"
exclaim her friends. Was it Providence,
or her own folly ?
A beautiful young bride goes, flight
after night, to parties made in honor of
her marriage. She has a slightly sore
throat, perhaps, and the weather is in
oiement j but she must wear her neck and
arms bare j for who ever saw a bride in
a close evening dress ? She is consequent
iy sekted with an inflammation of the itings,
and the grave receives her before her bri
dal days are over—" What a Provi
dence r exclaims the worid. " Cat off In
the midst Of happiness and hope. Aids,
did she notcnt the thread of life herself!
A girl in the country exposed to onr
Shangefal climate, gets a new bonnet in
Stead of getting a flannel garment. ^
rheumatiant is the consequence. 8hw<M
the girt set down tranquilly Rrith the ideA
that Providence had seat the phettmatiiHd
Upott her, or should she charge it on hei*
vanity, and avoid the foiiy in Rttnre?
Look, my )^UUg friends, at the mass of
diseases that afe incurred by intemper
ance in eating or in drinking, or in study,
or in business ; aiso being often caused by
neglect of exercises clean tinMS, pare air;
by indiscreet dressing, tight lacing, &c.:
and all is quietly imputed to Providence 1
Is there not impiety as well as ignorance
in this ? Were the physical law strictly
observed fTom generation to generation,
there would be an end to the frightful
diseases that cut life short, and of the
lohg list of maladies that make life a tdr=
ment of trial. It is the opinion of thcsA
who best understand the physical system;
that this wonderful machine; the body;
this goodly temple, would gradually deca,y;
and men would die as if falling asleep:
MECHANICS' WIVES.
Speaking of the middie tank of life, d
good writer observesi
" There we behold woman in her glory!
not a doll to carry silk or jeweis: not A
puppet to be Battered by profane adora
tion—reverenced to-day,discarded tO-MOf
row—always jostled out of the place which
nature has assigned her, by sensuality Or
by contempt^-adrnired, but not respect
ed—desired, but not esteemed—ruied tjy
passion^ not affection—imparting her*
Weakness, not her constancy, to the sex
she couid exait, the source and mirror Ot
vanity; we see her a wife; partaking thd
care and cheering the anxiety of a 1M:S
band, dividing the toiiS) and by her dilij
gence spreading cheer around her; fdP
his sake, faring the decent refinements
of the world without being rain of
them, placing alt her joys ana happinfBS *
in the man she loves. As a mother, wd
Snd her an affectionate ahd ardent instruc
tor of her chiidren; whom she has tended
from their infancy, training them td
thought and benevolence; addressing theni
as rational beings; preparing them to be
come men and women in their turn. Me*'
chanics' daughters become the best wives
iu the world."
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Foa GosstP.—The foiiowing paragraph
which we Bnd Boating in the newspapers,
iays it on the gossips with an unspairing
hand :
"The slanderous woman poisons the
atmosphere of her entire neighborhood;
and blasts the sanctities of a thousand
homes with a singie breath. From a wo*
man of this class nothing is sacred ; she
fattens upon caiumnv ana UpOh slaughter
ed reputations. 8he is the ghoul of Eas
tern story, transferred &om the Arabia;!
Nights to the Breside circle: 8he never
asserts anything—she merely hints and
supposes and whispers what TBBT say.—
Every neighborhood In the city is infes
ted with sonte CfeatUre of this sort, and
in country towns they are often afflicted
with two or three of the ghoul women
One is enough to set a hundred fh.miiie3
by the ears; two can break tip a eltUrch;
three are su&etent for any kind of misf
chief—from the separating the husband
from his wife to blasting the ihme of d
stainiess girl. A pUfe WOtHatt is simply
an angel embodied In human shape; it
slanderous woman is something worse
than cholera—certainly as infectious a#
the yellow fever."
KISSING.
Hardly any two females kiss alike.—
There Is as much variety la the manne;'.
of dolnglt, as in the faces and mkhkhrof - '
the sex. Some delicate little creatures
merely give a slight brush of*the lip.—
Titis is a sad aggravation. We seem M
be about to " have a godd time/' bat Ac
tually get nothing, Others go into (h
like a hungry man to a beef steak; kn,c
seem to Chew up our countenance. "This
is disgusting and soon drives away a del
icate lover; Others struggling like bend
when burying themselves in dry dirt—
the kiss is Won by great exertions, and is
not Worth the trouble it costs. Now, we!
are in favor of a Certain shyness, a little
anti-roohl nicety; when a kiss is proposed
and when the fhir one gives in, let the
kiss be administered with warmth and 6H*
ergy. Let there be a son! in it. If shg
closes her eyes and sighs deeply immedi
ately after It, the eifect is greater, yihd
should be careful not to "slobber " a kiss
but give it as a humming-bird runs his
bii! Into a hohey-sUckie—<&ep bnt del
icately* There is much virtue in a kisA
when genteelly executed, We have had
the memory of one we received In our
youth to last ns forty years, and we. be
lieve we shall think of it when we Comd
to die,—Hudson County Democrat)
Tak SMjsrkREH Axp PROFAMti MAR,-^
Does any . man receive promotion be
cause he is a notorious blusterer ? Of
Is any man advanced to dignity because
he is expert at pfoRthd sweating?—
NeVer. LoW must, be character which
such impertinence will exalt; high must
be the character which such impertinence
will not degrade. . -

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