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1,50 P E E A N-N U 111 IF PAID III ADVAECS, f Z. JIAGAN, Editor and Proprietor, led Citle; . From the American Monthly Magazine. SELOME. "I ,; A LtAF riOK IIFB. , t . (concluded.) . VFf myself," cried thewitching Carrie penton,"I wish we might always live in these gay, green woods, with the blue of heaven for a canopy, and the moss for arcs- tingrplace. There's a sense of frecJom u tho very thought that makes mo dread go ing back to ilie 'conventionalities' again. Ah, why was 1 not born in the good old In dian times the daughter of some sachem perchancel when I might have roamed tho woods at will; and if danger threatened, one shrill whistle from my lips would cul scores of young chieftains to my side, each eager to be my preserver, and as dread fully jealous of till others as he could be, Oh, how I would have lorded it over them 1" 41 Bravely spoken, Miss Carrie," exclaim cd Dick Sherwin; "und would your lady, ship but accept your humble servant for an attendant knight, I would even become an Indian for your sake, and wander with you forever-" 1'Come, come, good friends," chimed in the stately Lill (ireenough, '"you are get ting (jiiite too personal; and more than that, Mr. Sherwin, not liulf an hour sines 1 saw a certain young gentleman, who shall be nameless, breathing with a very devoted air, low whispers into the listening ears of our fair friend Susy Lee. Beware of him, Carrie j for the old song soys, you know, v. The heart tbttt'i-jjVvetJ'o many ""Ha,' ha I" laughed the fight-teThejjJ Carrie; "Dick Sherwin for a lover; what an idea 1 I would as soon undertake tp fetter flame Willi a flaxen band' as to fet ter hjm with a silken cord." But had the fair girl seen the quick glance of his dark eyes then, as they rested for an instant on her own fun-loving countenance, she might have gathered a foretaste of tho wealth of love some day to be lavished on her fairy self, Tho happy day sped rapidly away, and . when sunset came, the party separated for their homes, littlo dreaming that they might never ogain meet as now; little thinking that with this day ended the sun light in the lives of some, while to-morrow would como with clouds and shadows that death alone could disperse. Links wcro woven that day in the chain of fate that no earthly power .could sever; some for joy and some for sorrow And yet these young . people bade each other the accustomed "good night," as if all days were to bo like this in happiness, and much more abun dant. Come once more, dear reader, to the mansion on the banks of the Charles, Again is the moon glancing lovingly down through the linden trees, again are the tars holding their revels deep in the blue waters. We look in vain for the three lit tle ones whose musical tones, only a few - years since, filled that home with childish glee; but we find in their places those who bring yet deeper bliss to the hearts of the find, paronts, , "Come hither, pet," cripd the doctor to hts youngest daughter; "i suppose you'll make no objections to giving your old futh'; er a kiss or two, even though you are no jonger a schoolgirl will you!" ' ' "O.jfie I papa," answered the laughing girl; "how dare you presume to ask such a favor of a young lady!" But, nevertheless he wound her white arms caressingly about bis neck, and nestled close to his side pn the sofa. . . The doctor drew.her head down upon his breast, and a painful shade passed over his , usually serene fifi6? for there was a dreamy janguor in his darling's eyes, and an almost transparent clearness on her brow, that no : eye but his own had noticed. It had troubled biro for weeks, and he felt relieved when the school days were ended. . Mary and Selome were at the piano, for f.hey both loved to singr but now the words 'i of their song came like a fuueral knell to the father's ears, and he claspod his child yet closer to his heart, as the fear which had been haunting him assumed a definite form:'" ! ' : "(J, Illy, iwettXily Dalo I The spring flowers blossom on the little green lbs grave of J.il Dale I". ; , "No, no,", he said to blmself,."it cannot be; it is only because I lovoherso well .... .k ' ... tnat tnoie rears are troubling me; I'll not , Indulge them. ' Corne, girls, give us a live ly song now," he added aloud; 'yoi are re ally xnailng me weep for the unfortunate Sfleehlg, 0nuil, cljotA iu American fnfcsls, peratart, JIticncf, anb Lily Dale," Bui his strong, manly voice soon joined in the chorus of Nelly Ely, and his forebodings were, for the time, for- gotten. Really, Allyn," remarked Mrs. Carle- ton, laughing at the hearty manner with which he sang, "you are as much of a boy as ever. I wonder when you will be- come sobered down into a quiet old gentle- man." "Not while these three vountr witches are ----------- rf D " as wide awake as ut present, or their mam- ma is at hand to remind mo of my own voung days. My motto is, To-dny is thine; enjoy to dy."' Hope on I lnugh on I enjoy while you may. ;or a lew more months thy home - . may be as now. But the dauntless meesen- birthplace and yours." He paused a mo ger of death is winging his uiiseen way mcnt; but bIio into whose goblet of life he thither, and the sickle is sharp, and the reaper unrelenting. CHAPTER III. An hour later, as fair a moonlight os that which beamed over the quadroon mother when she looked her last on her only child sliono over the grounds at River side. The pleasant sitting room was de serted for the cooler atmosphere that the pi azza afforded, and there the worthy doctor smoKca nis evening cigar, i tie younger members of the family had separated, and Selome wandered pensively down the sha ded pathway to the old scat beneath the birch trees where she stood gazing out over the glittering river, and dreaming such dreams as the busy brain3 of young maidens love to weave. T he dashing of oars ond the sparkling of the silver spray had scarcely roused her from her reverie, ere a tall, manly form leaped on shore, alid ffisteni rg the tiny skiff to the trunk of enjgj8iiging willow, was quickly aJUtntoidenVside. VV-hy, Willis," she exclaimed, "have you turned sailor, that you come dashing down the stream totniglit,' disturbing the quiet of the water sprites, instead of- She paused, and a deep blush suffused, her dark checks as she saw the flashing eyes of . " her rejected partner of tho morning dance bent upon her. "I beg your pordon, Miss Lfnwood; I am sorry if you are disappointed, and will retire if I am intruding where another is expected," said he, with a tone of sarcasm which tho name of his rival had called to his lips. "No, indeed," replied the blushing girl; "I I only mistook you for Mr. Cutler, you are so nearly of the samo height. But will you walk to tho house with me The family will, I am sure.be glad to meet you." "Stay but a moment, Miss Linwood," he said; "I have that to say which is for your ear arone. Nay, but you must hear me," he continued, as tho trembling maid- en hesitated and stammered inaudibly. "Miss Linwood Selome," and he sank gracefully on his knee before her, "need 1 tell you how deeply, how devotedly, 1 lovo you! Your beauty and gentleness have wo- ven round me a chain which I cannot break. 0, say you will but return my love, and the one sole end of my existence shall bo your happinesK. You will not, you cannot re- fuse me," he added, fiercely, as the poor girl endeavored vaiuly to free her hand from his firm clasp; "be but my bride, and I will bear von awav to a land of DerDetunl i i summer, where your lile Bliall ho ono con tinual round of pleasure, with not a care to trouble or annoy." And he pressed a burn ing kiss on the slight, struggling fingers, fluttering to liberate themselves ' from his "Do not distress me thtjs, Mr. Evans," implored Selome; 'rise, rise, and take back the words you have just spoken. I cannot listen to them; indeed I cannot," she con tinued as he sprang wildly to his feet'; '"I am too young, nd and I connot love you as you wish; it is impossible." roraiew momenta ne paceo xne lurr with a frowning brow; but seeming to re- aru nottoo young; Give me but tho hope that you will one day be mine, and it shall content me.' fit can never be," she apswercd as soon as her emotion' permitted her to speak; 'do not urge me for that which cannot give' . A flush or fiery anger Hashed oyer the lace ot tn proud lover, aa he demanded hurriedly, ''And wjiy, may I ask, can it never bej ; Ah' he continued, bitterly.ia tha boon already bestowed on that beg. garly Cutler! " He .hall ru ijt l he shall ru ll' '. . Up rushed the red. current to the maid en a orow, ana ner lorm dilated with very corn, at she answered that ahe knew not what be meant by auch language! and M4 STEUBENVILLE, ding him begone, she turned to leave the place. "Not so fast, fair lady," cried her tor mentor, springing eagerly to her side, and catching her hand again in his own; listen but a few minutes more, and then, if you will, 1 leave you forever She had no power to retreat, for there was that in his look and tone that caused her heart to beat with a sickly throb, as if her destiny were in his keeping. So ho - - drew her back to the birchen bower, where sho sank on the mossy couch, and remained motionless. "1 would tell you a tale of the sunny south, fuir one," said Livens, in a low dis ...... i . i i . i unci lone, -or me lana oi summer my was dropping poison, moved not a limb ond ho proceeded: "I linv'o a mother thero and a lordly home beside the Cumberland; but it is not of these I would speak. Within a mile, of our residence, nn 1 in as proud a home as ours, d ells a widow and her only son, who was mice the pride and hope of her life, and her boundless wealth was showered freely upon him. lie grew to manhood and her joy was turned into mourning. ' She wished him to marry but she was too late. He had a passionate, loving heart, and with the impetuosity of the children of his na tive clime, he had lavished its treasures on yes, a slave.. She was his mother's hand maid, and they had grown up from infancy together almost as brother and sister. The young Clarice was a delicate, bentiful crea turc, whom the widow had always kept in her own house; and report said that the child bore strange resemblance to her mis tress' favorite brother; but of that I 'know noU. , And thus, ere the" proud lady crave r thought to tho matter, her son and her slave wero deeply in love with each other. "Do not shudder, Miss l.inwood," he was not expected to marry his slave; so his mother proposedhis marrying another, ho- ninrr hv r!mt mpnna in ilrnu Ma mirwlfrnin . . "r ... ,., ,. . . - ., c . his foolish predilection; but for the first time ho refused to comply. He loved Cla- rice he said, and Clarice loved him; sovvhv might they not be happy! Mo, of course he would not marry; nobody could suppose ho should do that; but while she was young and handsome and fond of him ho saw no necessty to be troubling himself about a wife. "They had a child; and its sla.ve moth er olmost bowed in idolatry before it, for it wiis tho imago of him she loved moro than life. Four, live and six years passed away cooling the passions of tho headstrong boy whose every wnim must ue gratiiieu, anu bringing to his mind tho thoughts und feel- ings of a man. Yet ho ceased not to love the mother of his quadroon child; and tho gi too, as she grew in beauty and grace. wos on idol in his heart "Then camo the stern voice of conscience whispering to him in his lonely hours, with fearful distinctness, the query what should he the future late ot his child, bhouldshe, s lovely, who from her birth had been nurtured amid all tho spleudor of a luxuri ous home, who, Irom her cradle, had known nought but love and smiles, should she bo come the property of some worldly calcula. Uor or the victim of brutal lust! Tho the thought was a dagger in his soul. It must not be. It were madness to think ol it. But what remedy should he hnd tor bo sad a fate! Was she not like her mother a slavei anu why should he ue troubled about such "It would not do. The littlo inward monitor would not thus be quieted, and nei ther peace nor rest was to luund for the bo som of him who had called into being a soul destined to so feailul a life. And thus the wretched parent learned by bitter ex perience, when too lute, the weight of the curse that surely follows in the footsteps of a moral evil. ' ' "At length he formed his Tesolution. Ho would take hi. child to New England, where't in tll0 knd 0f the Pilgrims, she should oo educated as his legitimate daugh ter, and never know the stain that rested on her birth. By stealth, and at the dead of night, he commenced tho fulfilment of this determination. The little quadroon girl disappeared; and the mother, who had no right to feel, because she was a slave she became a maniac! and in a few years passed away from earth. jn the mean timo, afar in a pleasant northern home, amid a band offair-hued siBters, might be found a child of dusky mien. Wno often exoited tho wonder and UdmiratioA'of her youthful associates by her tales of a land where no winter came, whcrV the leavea were ever green, and the air alwaya fragrant with the breath of flow era. But aha ceased to speak of these1 ere long, and they were forgotten. OHIO, WpgSDAY, FEBRUARY 20. 1856, "Years passed by, and tho- dark girl grew to budding womanhood, as joyous and lovely a being as ever northern sun shed its beams upon. There came toher adopt ed home one from her birthplace, to whom her beauty and her virtue were alike irre sistible. He loved her deeply and well, and wduld gladly have made her his wife; but she listened not to his prayer. He knew full well, ere be sought the truth from her lips, that her heart was another's, and that knowledge roused all the demon in his bosom. IIo resolved that, if she would not bo his, never should another bask in her smiles; for he knew the secret of her birth and into her ear would he whisper the fatal truth. "Miss Linwood, does the tale interest you.1 Ay ! wen ltmay, l.inwooa wasthe name of the rich southerner; and you, Se lome Linwood, you are his daughter the quadroon child of his mother's slave. "Now bestow your love on Willis Cutler if you dare. My lips shall be sealed; nev cr a breath of the dark secret shall escape me, to disturb your happiness. I have my revenge, and you shall hear from mc no more. Without deigning to notice further the being- w hom bis fearful words had crushed, the haughty t'vans turned to his boat, ngain Gut as he pushed out towards tho channel, tbpre came to his cars, through the silence of evening, one piercing shriek, followed by a peal of hollow laughter, so fearful, so spectral, that they haunted him forever. Weeks and months sped by ere Selome recovered from that fearful illness; but the joyous heart light that was wont to throw its genial influence around her, the brilliant intellect, the glow of reason, wero all oh 8 ou r e u tjt k&jh s. m ajajiac Eminent nhysicians,onetmeranolher were consulted but tho disorder completely baffled their .kill. Since tho sad night when Mary found her lying, apparently lifeless on the river's bank, not a clew had been dis covered to the cause of the fearful calamity It was a grievous thing to see tho poor girl wandering about tho house with her sad, sorrowing look, pausing now and then to clasp her thin hands tightly over her broad forehead, as if striving to recall some lost memory, then shaking lie r head mourn fully, when satisfied that it was beyond her power. There was nothing frightful orfu nous in the vagaries ot the 6tricKen one but a calm, childlike dependence on those around her. Sometimes she would sit for hours, with her head leaning on the bosom of her more than mother, singing snatches of plaintive old songs, that drew tears to tho eves of thoso who loved her. Again sho would imagine herself once more child, sporting with her young companions on tho hillside, or watching tho diamond drops Glittering on the river's surface though no effort could induce her to ap proach that fatal spot. But there was one to whose heart camo the knowledge of thi fcorful misery, with a withering power that few on earth are doomed to know. Willis Cutler had in deed loved his eatly playmate with a sin cere manly love; and although unacknow edged to each other, his affection was re turned with all the ardor of a fiuthful and innocent nature. And now the young man must leave his home and country to pursue his studies in a foreign land. But tho wor thy ambition that only a few weeks since fired his mind with bright expectations for the future was destroyed, as it were, in a moment. A weight of grief had descend ed upon him, making him ofd ere his time; and he sailed away over the ocean with no hope of happiness tins side the grave. The gorgeous hues and (hunting blossoms of autumn followod tho modest vcrduro of summer, and winter enme. a cold, New England winter, when the pure, white snow covers tho earth when the chiming sleigh bells jingle over hill and dale, and tho home ' fireside becomes dearer than ever, . Ella Carleton had faded gradually, but surely, before the deceiver Consumption, till tho last fond hopes of the doting pa rents had died within them. , Not a mur mur escaped their lips, and no sound broke the stillness save the deep sobs of the weep ing Mary, who' clung to her dying sister as though her love could itay the stroke of the death angel. And the maniac girl stood at the foot of the couch, gazing with straining lyes and rapidly beating pulse on the sinking form beforo her. he spoke not, moved noi; out mere was mat in ner iook and mien that denoted a fearful inward struggle; and whon the last fluttering breaih'came from Ella's lips', she was the first to break the silence. Pressing her hand convulsively sgainsl bar forehead, ebe exolainred, 'She is dead ! she is dead !' and sank fainting to the floor. Long and deathlike was the swoon that followed ; but when, towards morning, she opened her eyes upon the mourning mother who had left the dead to watch over her, the blessed light of reason again shone forth. 'Mother, mother, such a fearful dream as 1 have had ! Where is Ella, inoiher? thought , Her voice sank into a whisper, then-died wholly awav, and she slept a quiet sleep, that roused the al most extinguished hope in the hearts of the watchers that she would recover her reason. Long, long she slept; but when this savin? rest was over she waked wuli a new lio in her veins; and the afflicted mourners, wiih the dead body of one Ming rh ild yet mi buned, fell that an oilier had been rescued from worse than death. ; ' . r Slowly and by degrees, the full recol ection of her desolation returned to her, She remembered the meeting beneath tho birch trees, and the frightful secret reveal cd to her there ; but with a firmness of character undiscovered before, sho locked the trnlh in her own heart, that she might comfort the kfflictcd ones about her. When the spring flowers blossomed on Ella's grave, Selome had formed her res nlmion. None had questioned her of her trangc insanity ; hut now 6he was re solved on her future course, and prepared to act accordingly. Mary had gone with her father to vis it a sick friend in the neighborhood, leav ing Selome alone with her protectress. Mother,' she said, abruptly, turning from some flowers she was arranging, 'has my father been here this winter ?' The kind lady's voice trembled as she attempted to reply, for she had sad tidings to commu nicate, and was fearful of tho consequen ces j but Selome saw at once that all was not right, and relieved her embarrassment by assuring her that she could bear the ti dings, however distressing. My dear child,' said Mrs Carleton, 'you have com forted and consoled me much in my afflic tion ; comfort me still more by enduring your own with calmness. We could not tell it you before ; but I think you can bear it now. Is it not so, my child ?' 'Is my father dead V ws the reply ; and so quietly Was the question asked that her companion looked wonderfully upon her, to see if she did indeed com prehend the reality. No tears w ere ahead, no mournings in dulgrtl. For a fe w brief minutes neither spoke ; but Selome again broke the si lence, and with a deliberation and self possession that she had been nerving her self to assume, told her mother tho tale of Evans. 'Do not in mistaken kindness try to de ceive me,' she said 5 'my own remem brance of my early years is quite vivid before me, though I never understood it till now ; and I know that his words were true. Mother, vou have been to me far more than words cun express. For teii vears have I basked in the sunshine of your love, which has been lavished ns freely on me, quadroon though l am, at I could wish. Your husband haj been a lather to me, j oqr children more than tsters 1 but, mother, it was an erring kindness j these happy, happy years will but serve to darkeji more deeply my gloomy future. It were better that I had been left with rhy slave mother, to be come myself a slav'e. Vainly strove the weeping friend to speak words of consolation. It is useless,' was the answer. 'The education, mind, and taste, which have made me see and understand how great is my humiliation, have nerved me to this endurance.' 1 The midnight hour had struck, that night, ere the once happy circle eepara ted. Neither prayrs nor entreaties could change the decision of the quadroon girl ami wun extreme reluctance the doctoral last consented to her plans. - A letter, which had been received some months be fore from her father's lawyer, was placed in her hands, stating that he was commis sioned to pay to her, yearly, the sum of five thousand dollars, which he would transmit to any place that she should ep point. ' " " A huge package accompanied ihis let- Undirected in her father's own hand ; but the poor girl, guewinf too truly tw Enteral JiMigcitcc; r " : : content;- :r " unopened,:; -.Begging her adopted father to take it from her sight, and retain it in his own possession, lest at any time the painful necessity of using it should come upon her. Aod she parted from them, from all she loved and valued in life, to hi Je her self and her shame together, where none might hear of her more. CHAPTER IV. It was a bitter night. All day the whirling storm had raged, showering down the white snow flakes over the good city of Berlin, still, at twilight, scarce a pathway could be seen, even through the most frequented streets. In the suburbs hardly a creature was stirring out of doors, and, but for the lights that (dimmercd here and there in the windows, one might have deemed it a frozen city. Dreary and desolate indeed mutt he be, who, on such a night, could call no Hearthstone his own; vet there were many wretched beings hiding away in nooks and corners of this royal city, who would gladly have eatenhft crumbs from the meanest board. A quarter of a mile out of the town, and on an eminence overlooking the Spree, Flood a long, low edifice of gray stone, with sharply-pointed gables and narrow Gothic windows. For a long time it had been uninhabited ; but now a cheerful gleam came from the parlor windows, and within, the sweet sound of music seemed striving to drown the howling of the wind without. Two old servants sat crouching over the kitchen fire, listening' to the fearful waitings of the storm, and as the frozen sleet came driving Hgainst the well-closed shutters thanking their stars that they were safely sheltered from its fury, and praying sineere "God help the poor" for the less fortunate. 'Mistress Alice has a sweet voice,' said Carl, as tho sound of a plaintive air came to their cars ; 'but I would rather hear a merry tune from her rosy lips. She sitigs gayly enough when the music leach er is here; bul when there is no one by her songs are always so sad and low, that, somehow, I fancy there be ghosts in the louse ; and I can almost see their pale faces if I but turn my head over my ehoul dcr.' Whist 1' replied DameBerlhn; 'it is not for such as you to find fault with Miss Alice's songs. And don't be talking of ghosts on silt h a night as this. May be you never heard,' she continued, 'the sto ry of old miser IIoiTman, who died in the east chamber here, years ago. They say he never rested well, even in his grave ; and the old woman drew her shawl closer bout her shoulders. What was it, dame t' inquired Carl I never heard a brealhof it before.' And Bertha went on to tell him that, es especially on dreary winter nights, the troubled spirit of the penurious old wretc went shivering about the town, seeking for the comforts thai he himself had, many a lime, refused to the needy and suffer ing. ' She had scarcely finished her won drous recital,' when a light tap at the door startled them, causing the half-cowardly Carl to turn pale with terror) but the stouter-hearted dame, taking the candle from the mantle, demanded who the in truder was, taking care to repulse all evil spirits, if such were without, by prefa cing her question with a fervent 'In the name of God.' A low, childlike voice, in reply, Inqui red for Mistress Alice; and Bertha, rec ognizing the tone, opened the door wide enough to admit the slight for'm that stood trembling at the portal, wondering in the mean time what could have sent her forth u w ,, , from her home at such a time. The child, a pale girl of some dozen summers, shook the snow flakes from her cloak, and thro W' ing her wet hood on a chair beside her, again asked to speak with Mistress Al ice.'- " ; Your poor mother is not nilingt' in quired Carl, still detaining the child, who seemed impatient of their "questions, and anxious to porform her errand ; but just at this moment the parlor door opened, and the mistress herself appeared. ". For an instant her dsrk eyei ; opened wide with astonishment j but quickly re covering her usual self-possession, and pawing her fair hand eirenrfnglf over the VOLUME 2. NUMBER 7. cluld'n auburn lock., she asked, 'What ia amiss to night, Jeauetto," that" your littl feet should be straying from the fold ii such a storm V , v ' ' 'Please,: Miss Alice,' answered the child, 'mother could not send for the min- ter $ so, though she is sorry to trouble you, will you come down to our cot with me ? There is a sick gentleman ' there, and mother fears he will die before mora' ing. Do come, Miss Alice, she added. coaxingly, 'for it would be se dreadful ( have bim die alone. ; ' 'Who is he, Jcannie, and how came lie . there?' inquired the lady ; but the little girl could tell nothing more than that he had lost his way, and come to the cottage for shelter from the storm. !" ' In a very few minutes the parly ware equipped, and, despite the entreaties of Dame Bertha that her mistress would not venture nut through the cold and snow, they were soon on their way,' preceded! by the faithful Carl, bearing lantern, and forcing a path through the huge drifts with the air of a man performing a deidj to he immortalized in all future ages. - ; The way was not long, and in less than half an hour ihe three bad reached the owly hut of the worthy widow, whom they found busy and anxious for the wearied man. He was sleeping when they arrived, and Mrs. Miller, after draw ing a seal for Miss Alice to the fireside, ; l 1 . I -i .1 U .LL piUKCUUCU HI CltllQ tlUW OH UUBIk UIO JJVWI . voun? man came statrcerimr to her door. t q , f begging permission to remain till tiir storm should be over: that, on her admit ting him, he had suddenly grown faint and ill loo ill to sit up ; so she had giv en him her own bed, where he lay toss ing restlessly about for hours, in a burn ing fever. She had given him some sim ple medicine that she happened to have by her, and he had at length fallen into a fitlul sleep. ' . He must bo a student,' she thought, 1 from his dress ; and he had some money with him , for he offered her his parse. ere he accepted her hospitality, which,' ' however, she refused to take; 'for he,' 1 most likely, would need it all himself,' pour fellow I' she said. Miss Alice took from her basket such remedies as she thought necessary, and assisted the wid ow in preparing them ; then leaving Car( to watch with the sick man,ashe took Ihe lantern and proceeded fearlessly home ward. ' ' " '.r' In the morning he old servant brooght ' word from the physician that his mistress niusi go no more to the cottage at preaenC 1 and that the young man was much too ill ' to be removed. , For weeks he lay hovering between life and death: while the kind care of the nnnr widow Riinnlierl the nlace of a moth' i-r - r . er to hira.' Inquiries had been made, bat without success1, concerning him ; and the wild, confused tales which, in his wan .. - . ... uering nours, ne poureaj iruo ibb- ears 01. his kind old nurse, seemed so entirely un connected and incoherent, that they senr A Milt t e -ti9(v1a'. ur it limit In lH IpakI An ighlening her. ' ' ' In the mean time the inhabitants of the stone cottage moved on in the ''even tenor of their way." A dull life some would call it the life that Miss Alice led J bat it was not an to her. , Books, niusio, and drawing occupied a part of her hours, and the remainder was spent in visiting the" poor of her neighborhood; 'and a'dminis-, tering with her own hands to their many wants. Yet so qotetly went the lady aknnt hv wnrlis of henavolence. that her right hand hardly knew of her, left hind's) iWinir Rh hml nn flenuaintancei hnt the peasants about her, and sho Bought none. - - a , . - . The sick stranger was not forgotten ; ., for alihouch the lady herself was forbid- : ton In visit, liim. not Hl!rn(v lht ftdnld ' ,w " ' " "1 1 ? tempt hia appetite but found its way te the' cot; and when he was sufijciently' recovered to be able to read a ijiue, -ae sent her choice books for his perusal, kni her fairest pictures to while away the te dious hours. And so, little by little, es J J .lumlk tl1 .1 l.n Mf C the time' arrived when he would depart; but first he would ace and th;s tM .'" benefactress to whom he owed so much. . Jeannetle had run over in the morning .