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OUR. WILLIE IS DEAD.
,Softly the shades of evening come,
In the weary hush of our quiet room;
In vain we wait for a form of light,
With his boyish kiss, and sweet "doe(' night;"
We've felt so oft at even.
In vain wo list for the pattering fall
Of a childish step in the silent hall;
In vain we long for the loved embrace,
And one more look at our darling's face,
- Our Willie's now In leaven
In vain we list at morning prayer,
For an infant voice accustomed there;
"Our Father ;" 'tis said with a ehoking sob,
But we meekly bow to the will of God,
For Ile doeth all things well
Sadly the shades of evening come
To our ravished hearts and silent home;
Hushed is the voice, and vacant the chair—
To Heaven he's gone and he beckons us there,
With him to dwell.
,sttect ,s,foril.
THE PATRIOT COUSINS
BY ILINN-111 M. yLEMIIING
" Lydia, Cousin Lydia," called the sweet
'voice of a girl of sixteen, who stood at the
foot of a.staircase, "do come down and sit
with me, for it is growing dark, and I feel so
mel an ehol. ly all alone."
As she stood listening a minute to ascer
tain if she was heard, a profusion of silky
ringlets of a dark chestnut color - fell back
from her Upraised face, leaving her showy
forehead and temples bare, while her lips,
bright as the red coral when fresh from the
wave, were slightly parted. so as to half re
veal the upper row of a set of teeth perfectly
even and of a dazzling whiteness.
The door was opened, and the words, "I
will be with yon.in oue minute," was heard
in reply to her request.
Alice returned to the parlor, and running.
her fingers lightly over the keys of a harpsi
chord, commenced the old ballad of Chevy
Chase, in a: voice full of low sweet melody,
and .of that thrilling pathos which showed
that her heart was burthened with a feeling
—some might have called it a presentiment
of comino , sorrow—which can find no more
appropritite mode of utterance than in melan
ebony music. She was just' concluding the
stanza,
' "Of-fifteen hundred Englishmen,
went 110111 C but fifty-three ;
The rest were slain in Chevy Chase
Under the 0 reenwood tree."
When the door opened and Lydia entered.—
Though equally beautiful; she presented in
every respect a decided contrast to her cousin,
Alice Dale. Of her mother, who was a sis
ter of Mr. Dale, she retained only a slight re
membrance. Her father, who had been dead
-only a few years, was a descendant of the .
pilgrims,
and being a strict and zea!ous Pa
•ritan, bad prohibited her -from indulging in
what he deemed the vanities of dress and
those amusements, with which the affluent
and princely Mr. Dale delighted to gratify
his daughter, who had, like Lydia, been de
prived of her mother in early childhood.
• Lydia was taller than Alice, and the sub
dued colors, and in every respect severe
plicity of her dress, might in her case have
been considered an advantage, as it failed to
draw the attention from a form perfect in
symmetry and grace.
Her black hair, smooth and glossy as a
bird's plumage, and so long and abundant
that had it been suffered to flow unconfined,
would ham fallen around her like a veil, was
meekly parted over her forehead and then
compressed into a single rich and heavy braid,
which, gathered into a circular form, was con
'tined at the back part of her finely-shaped
head. Over this superb head-dress provided
by nature, she wore a close cap, but of a tex
ture so fine and transparent that the border
which rested lightly on her brow did not con
ceal the delicate tracery of the azure veins.
" How many homes must have been made
desolate!" said she, as if replying to the words
of the ballad.
As she spoke, Alice turned round, with
the tears weighing heavily upon her long eye
lashes, and dimming the blue brilliance of
her large, full eyes. • -
" It makes me think, Lydia," said she, "of
this dreadful war which, though it seemed to
me so heroic and inspiring when I heard of
the battles of Lexington and Bunker Hill, now
it approaches our own homes, appears as vi
cious as it does cruel."
She was silent a few moments, and then
looking earnestly into the dark, beaming
eyes of Lydia,' said—" Your brother—do you
think that he will join the army ?"
" I can have no doubt but that he will,"
replied her cousin, "nor would I prevent him
- had I the power—neither would you, dear
Alice."
"But my father, Lydia—you know that
his heart-is with his fatherland, and if Ran
dolph j3ins the colonists he Will consider him
a, traitor to his king, and banish him from
his roof."
She now approached a window, near where
Lydia, was_ seated one of the high-backed car
ved chairs, so massy as to be scarcely mova
ble, and looked forth into the gathering gloom.
The . lingering twilight, while it threw into
dark relief the roofs and the steeples of the
city of Norfolk, situated at no great distance,
cast faint gleams of brightness upon the Eliz
abeth river and the fine basin which forms
the harbor of the city. The young moon, al
ternately revealed and hidden by the rich fo
liage of some maples, as their boughs swayed
to the freshening breeze, had brightened from
_pearl to silver; and the beautiful star close
by its side, ' which at first seemed sunk far
down in the blue depths of the air, had now
come forth and glittered like a "jewel on an
Ethiop's brow," when Alice again spoke.
"It is night," said she, "and yet neither
father nor Randolph has come home. I am
afraid something has happened to them."
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" Here is Neptune," said Lydia, as a large
and beautiful water-spaniel bounded towards
the window, "and my brother cannot be far
distant."
The dog having announced his master's ap
proach, returned and accommodated his pace
to that of a horse, which being white, they
could now and then discern through the trees
vhich shaded the lawn in front of the house.
- Alice being assured that Randolph was
coming, darted away from the window to a
mahogany table, of a circular form that stood
in the centre of the apartment, covered with
a very fine damask cloth, and commenced ar
ranging some small poreblain cups and sau
cers upon a salver of chased silver. She had
just completed her task, when a tall, noble
looking youth, bearing a strong resemblance
to Lydia Rennie, entered the apartment. lie
was in military costume, and , the flush. of
excitement was on his cheeks. The dark
eyes of Lydia Rennie sparkled with enthu
siasm as she remarked the dress of her broth
er, 'but the• tears started into Alice Dale's, as,
laying her hand on the sleeve of his coat, she
said—" Randolph, why is this ?"
" Why, my dear Alice," said he, "I hoped
to give you pleasure rather than pain. I
know you do not wish me to look idly on
while my companions are struggling for lib
erty."
" No, I do not," she replied ; "But my
father—he will never suffer you again to en
ter his doors."
" I am afraid he will not, Alice ; and for
some time I suffered myself to vacillate be
tween what I felt to be my tluty,and the fear
of incurring his displeasure—not on my own
account, but yours."
"Do you leave us immediately ?" asked
his sister.
"I shall probably leave you soon," he re
plied, "as the company I have joined hold
themselves in readiness to march at any mo
ment."
" If you had only waited till you were
twenty-one," said Alice, "my father's right
to control your actions would have ceased,
and his resentment might have been less bit
ter."
" You deceive yourself, dear Alice," he
replied ; "it would not have deprived it of one
particle of bitterness—and as the colonies are
not striving for conquest, but national exis
tence, it appeared to me as criminal to any
longer hesitate to join the contest, even though
in so doing I might possibly be obliged to
sacrifice the dearest affections of my heart."
" You have done right, my brother," said
Lydia. "The time has arrived when a true
patriot can neither doubt nor hesitate."
" Hark I" said Alice—"l hear the sound
of horse's feet—my father is coming."
They all listened for a moment, and fou,nd
that she was not mistaken.
" You must go, Randolph," said Alice.—
"After what you have done you must not meet
my father ; and though the table, is spread
for supper, you cannot share our meal."
As she spoke she opened a door for him
opposite to the one by which her father would
enter.
" My brother," said Lydia, taking one of
his hands
,and pressing it in both of hers,
"remember, if our father were alive, he, too,
would gird on his sword in the cause of free
dom. Mapthe God of battles be with you,
and in Mtn be your trust, and you will neith
er falter nor faint."
"I cannot now speak as Lydia does," said
the tearful Alice, "but f.l
- She could say no more, and covering her
face with her hands, strove to stifle her sobs.
He drew her towards him, pressed his lips
upon her forehead, and then hastened from
the room, for the steps of Mr. Dale were heard
at the threshold.
Alice, with a strong effort to subdue her
emotion, opened the door to admit her father,
while Lydia, who had resumed her station at
the open window, bent her eyes in anxious
perusal upon his countenance. His mouth,
firm and even stern in its expression when in
repose, relaxed into a smile of singular sweet
ness as his eye fell on the lovely form of Al
ice, but the ray glancing from a golden arrow
in its flight could not have been more tran
sient, awl his countenance darkened to more
than its usual gloom, when, anxious to know
if he had yet learned that Randolph had joined
the army, she inquired, in as careless a tone
as she could assume, if he brought any news.
" Yes, news enough," returned he ; "Ran
dolph Rennie has, in defiance of my known
wishes joined the rebels. As it is a disagree
able subject,, and one I shall not care Co re
cur to hereafter, r may as well say to you
now that all intercourse between you from
this time must cease. Whatever romantic
and childish feelings of attachment you may
imagine you entertain for him, must be cher
ished no longer, for never shall a daughter of
mine be connected with one who has proved
a traitor to his lawful sovereign. I have been
to blame, I know," added he, as he saw the
distress of Alice, who 'had sunk pale and
trembling Upon a Chair, "for permitting the
son of a Puritan - to dwell. beneath my roof ;
but for the sake of a sister-who was very dear
to me, I have suffered him as well as Lydia,
whom I strongly suspect of being tainted--"
Here his words were arrested by the dep
recating look which Alice cast from him to
wards her cousin, whose presence—she hav
ing been sitting in a remote part of the room
—he had not noticed.
Lydia Ronnie who from the moment she
first heard that bloodhad been shed in the
cause of liberty, felt sure that_ her brother
would never endure to look idly on, had been
gradually nerving herself for the present
crisis. The anger which she knew that her
uncle, as a firm royalist, would entertain to
wards Randolph, she thought it not unlikely
would be extended to her, and the lips of her
small firm mouth were slightly compressed,
though her brow remained perfectly calm
and serene, as his eye, following the direction
of his, daughter's, rested upon her counte
nance. But though she could control her
features, she could not prevent a vivid blush
from breaking over her cheeks when she
heard her brother spoken of as a traitor,
which still continued to burn and glow with
an intensity which imparted a dazzling bril
liancy to her beauty.
"I knew not that you were present,Lydia,"
said he, " or I should not have given such
free expression to my just indignation against
your brother as the feelings which consecrate
the ties binding such near kindred should be
respected. Though my doors are closed
against him, you are at liberty to still remain.
as the companion of Alice."
"Am I to understand," said Lydia, "that
you prohibit all intercourse between my
brother and me if I remain in your family ?"
"By no means. It would be assuming an
unwarrantable authority to attempt to rup
ture the ties that unite a brother and sister.
It is enough for me to prevent any new ones
from being formed between my daughter and
one who has forgotten his allegiance to his
lawful king. One thing, however, I do pro
hibit, and that is any attempt on your part
to fan the flame of his misguided enthusi
asm—neither let this unhappy rebellion he
the theme of conversation between you and
Alice."
Alice watched her cousin's kindling eye,
who more than once felt tempted to say that
she preferred to seek some other home, where
there would be no danger of her inadver
tently overstepping the prescribed barrier,
but the appealing look of the soft blue eyes
of-Alice, moist with tears, which were turned
towards her, checked this impulse, and . she
meekly replied that she would, if possible,
refrain from the interdicted topic.
Early the ensuing morning, Lydia received
from her brother the subjoined billet.
" I shall for a few days remain compara
tively near you, my dear - sister; as the corn
-pany to which I belong has received orders to
join the provincial troops, whose duty it is to
defend the lower country against the preda
tory force of regulars commanded by Lord
Dunmore, and also to assist in the relief of
Norfolk. I know that in your present situa
tion you will be subjected to much that is
unpleasant, but for the sake of dear Alice,
continue if possible where you are, and over
look what you might otherwise resent. I
cannot but think that something will yet oc
cur to overcome our uncle's prejudices, and
convince him that America has rights that
ought not to be sacrificed to the rapacity of
her stern parent.'
In this was enclosed a short letter to Alice,
which, besides those protestations of attach
ment natural for a yoUng and ardent lover,
contained one sentence which caused her
much agitation and anxiety. This was a re
quest to meet him the next day about sunset
at a particular spot which he designated, and
as a motive to the requested interview, he ob
served that a battle was daily expected be
tween the Americans and the British, after
which it would be uncertain where the com
pany to which lie belonged would be sta
tioned. While the duty and obedience she
owed her father, made her ono moment re
serve to deny her lover's request, the next
brought with it thoughts of the 'anticipated
battle, 'and she could not bring herself to de
ny him what might prove their last inter
view. This reflection, as might naturally be
supposed, when the hour to meet Randolph,
came, outweighed the colder ones which
prompted her to the course which she knew
would meet the approbation of her father.—
She even forbore to inform Lydia of her in
tention, lest she should the secret of their
meeting transpire, she might draw upon her
a share of her father's anger, which might
be harder to appease, and involve more se
rious consequences than she might incur her
self.
The .balmy September day was near its
close, when, throwing over her shoulders a
light silk scarf, she slipped into the garden,
where, lest she should be seen and excite ob
servation by an appearance of haste, she
walked leisurely along a path which termi
nated in a thick shrubbery. She now in
creased her speed and soon found herself on
the brow of one of the clustering hills that
sheltered' a green and lovely glen, where she
was to meet Randolph.
The braided roots of oaks and beeches
gave firmness to the abrupt slope of the
bills, which rose like walls of emerald round
this wild and flowery nest. She had some
-what anticipated the time named by Ran
nolph, who was as yet nowhere in sight.
One less accuslomed to roam in the woods
and among the hills might have hesitated to
descend the steep and winding path witlaut
assistance, but there was not a mossy crag
nor a foot of level turf that was not as famil
iar to Alice as her hearth-stone, and with
light, bounding steps, scarcely availing-her
self of the wild vines and,shrubs that afore('
themselves to her grasp, she soon reached the,
bOttom of the glen. It was only at mid-day
that the sun-beams stole through the leafy
shade of the oaks and beeches, and fell like
a shower of fairy gold upon the green moss,
and threw sparks of silver over the tiny
wreaths of foam, which a brook, as it went
by with its low, sweet song, hung upon the
sedge and bending spray. Now dim and un
broken shadows lay brooding upon the heart
of this quiet glen, and' the low murmur of
the brook stole upwards and mingled with
the cool rustling the trees and of the lux
uriant. vinesivhich, loaded with the heavy
clusters of t purple grape, hung in rich
festoons from the bending branches and fell
trailing along the sides of the - green preci
pice. A giant elm, nursed into the fullest
luxuriance by the moist soil it loved, had
thrown across the brook its largo twisted
roots, which overgrown by the rich green
turf, fringed with those golden-hued flowers
that hang trembling on their stems like pen
dent jewels, and love to press close to the
water's edge, formed a seat scarcely less gor
geous than the embroidered cushions of her
own boudoir. The glen was to her the dear
est spot on the earth, for it was here that she
and her cousins used to play together in
childhood, here that Randolph first ventured
to speak to her of a love deeper and more
fervent than that which bound them together
as cousins, and where, it might be, she was
destined to part with him forever. She had
seated herself on the turf that covered the
roots of the old elm, and as this last sad
thought was gathering strength, she turned
to a small opening of the hills, through which
was revealed a portion or the sunset sky,
-PERSEVERE.--.
HUNTINGDON, PAD, AUGUST 31, 1859.
bright as a sea of molten gold and unbroken
by a single cloud. Even the splendor of the
sky seemed to her a mockery when her heart
was so sad, and she turned away from a
scene which at another time she would have
contemplated with delight.
" Alice," said a beloved and musical voice
—and looking upwards, she beheld Randolph
on the brow of the ledgy and almost perpen
dicular descent opposite. The next moment
he had swung himself over the edge, and
rapidly letting himself down by grasping the
wild saplings which here and there had found
root in the broken and rocky soil, he was
soon at her side.
The idea Of their stolen meeting sent a
vivid blush to the cheeks of Alice as she held
out to him her hand, which he received with
sentiments to which the incidents of the last
twenty-four hours had imparted a depth and
fervor which can only find a home in the in
nermost and holiest sanctuary of the heart.
" It was not, dear Alice," said he, " ex
pressly for the happiness of again seeing you
that I have sought this interview, but to tell
you of something I have heard, which I must
confess, great as the confidence I feel in your
attachment, has caused me much uneasiness.
A British officer who has seen you and ad
mires your beauty, intends to apply to your
father for leave to pay you his addresses."
"And could you for a moment suppose that
-I would listen them ?" said Alice, somewhat
indign an tly.
" No," replied Randolph, " not of your
own free will, though the 'officer—who, I
think, holds the rank of a captain—possesses
superior personal advantages, and, it is said,
belongs to a family of wealth and distinc
tion. It is your - father, I fear. If he com
mands you to listen to him, will you have the
courage to disobey ?"
" I should not have the courage to disobey
any.reasonable command," she replied, "but
in the case you speak of, no good parent will
even wish to - enforce obedience. Though I
will never marry without my father's con
sent, I will never be compelled to marry a
person I dislike ; and be assured, Randolph,
that my father is not one of those who
would jeopardize the happiness of an only
child by pressing his authority to such un
due limits."
"1, thirty he is not," replied Randolph,
" except for the gratification of his political
prejudices, which to him wear the aspect of
loyalty, and will, I am afraid, blind him
even to the claim of affection." He then ad
ded, somewhat playfully—" you are about
to -be assailed with temptatiOn—this letter
will show you that I am not wholly free."
As be spoke, lie took a letter from his
pocket, which be unfolded and desired her
to read. To her surprise, she found that it
was written by her father. It bore the date of
the day preceding, and its tone was at once
conciliatory and earnest. Its object was to
dissuade him from taking an active part with
the rebels, as he styled them, in the struggle
between Britain and her colonies, and in re
turn for his forbearance, he would reward
him with the hand of his daughter.
" You see," said be, when Alice had fin
ished reading the letter,
‘" that he does not
ask me to take part with the British—he
only requires me not to join in opposing
them ; and You see, too, the tempting reward
which he offers to induce my compliance."
" Which, if you did comply," said Alice,
" could never be yours. I have refloated
more upon the subject within the last twen
ty-four hours than I have ever done before ;
which causes it to appear in a different light,
making that seem criminal now which before
appeared only as venial."
" I knew," said Randolph, with enthusi
asm, "that you were capable of viewing it
thus. With such sentiments I can trust you,
even with a British officer at your feet.
" Do you think my father is aware of his
intention?" said Alice. -
"I think not ; but as he is—as I have as
certained—the son of a friend whom I have
often heard him mention, he will undoubted
ly be inclined to give him a favorable an
swer."
" The twilight shadows are deepening,"
said Alice, sadly, "and I must now return or
I shall be missed. I shall come to this spot
every day, for we have both loved it more
than any other ever since I can remember.
God bless you, Randolph t" and as she spoke,
she held out to him one of her hands, while
with the other she covered her face to con
ceal her tears, which the thought that this
might be their last parting, made her vainly
strive to repress.
.Covering the hand thus resigned to him
with kisses, a few whispered words, such as
would naturally flow from the lips of a lover
who was in daily expectation of meeting the
foe in mortal combat, were breathed into her
ear and then they parted.
Alice drew her scarf over her head in such
a manner as to conceal her face as she hur
ried homewards, for she had caught a glimpse
of the splendid uniform of a British officer
through the trees, who had just turned into
the avenue leading to the house.
After gaining her chamber she had barely
time to arrange her hair, discomposed by her
hasty walk, when her father sent to request
her presence in the drawinr , room, that he
might, be said, have the pleasure of intro
ducing her to Capt. Merton, the son of an
old and. esteemed friend.
Lydia Rennie was already there, and her
dress—perhaps from the contrast afforded by
the showy uniform of a British officer—seem
ed to exhibit a more severe simplicity than
usual.
The fair skin, blue eyes and light colored
hair of Capt. Merton might have led to the
supposition that he was of pure Saxon origin
—and, in truth, his family felt proud of be
ing able to show that they claimed no kin
dred with those who derived their descent
from the haughty Normans.
His almost effeminate delicacy of complex
ion was, however, more than attoned for by
his remarkably noble and handsome fea
tures, that wore that frank and open ex
pression which seldom fails to inspire confi
dence.
Scarcely an hour had passed before Alice
felt assured that it would only be necessary
to confess to him her attachment to Randolph
Rennie, to prevent him from taking undue
advantage of any encouragement which he
might receive from her father as regarded
herself. Before his departure, she even be
gan to think that she should have no occasion
for any confession, if such an inference might
be drawn from the manner in which he peru
sed the face of Lydia, when he imagined
himself unobserved.
The next morning, soon after breakfast as
Alice and Lydia sat together buty with their
needles, Mr. Dale entered the: apartment
dressed in the uniform of a British officer.—
It was the first intimation they had received
of his intention to take an active part in op
posing the Americans. At this moment, the
report of a single cannon was borne by on
the morning breeze. They knew then, that
the anticipated battle was about to commence.
Alice sprang towards her father and threw
herself into his arms.
" Do not leave us, my father," said she—
and as she spoke, the thunder of the distant
artillery again came to their ears.
" I have pledged myself to bear a part in
this day's work," reulied, "and it is time
I was on the ground. and bless you, Alice,
and you too, my niece. L hope to be with
you again in a few hours."
As he spoke, he put aside the curls from
his daughter's pale cheek, gave her a parting
kiss, and immediately withdrew.
In the silence of their chamber, the cousins
listened to the booming of the 'cannon, and
beheld-afar off the clouds of smoke that hov
ered over the battle-field.
" How dreadful," said Alice, " for my fa
ther and Randolph to meet as foes 1" and the
heroic sentiments which sustained her when
she parted from her lover, gave way before
the terrible picture which this thought pre
sented to her imagination.
It was not thus with Lydia. Though at
times her face was as pale as the snowy folds
of her lawn 'kerchief, and though there was
an expression of intense anxiety in her dark
eyes, no tear dimmed their brilliancy, while
occasionally such a glow of enthusiasm lit
up her whole countenance as made it easy to
imagine, that had only her physical strength
equalled the energy of her mind, she would
hardly have shrunk—had not custom imposed
its restraints upon her sex—from lending her
personal aid in the struggle for liberty. It
was not till the roar of the battle had ceased,
and the cloud of smoke that hovered over the
scene, began to roll away, like the folds of a
torn banner when gathered round its staff,
that the woman's weakness asserted its claims,
causing her tears to fall like rain-drops among
the tangled masses of curls, which spread
over her arms and lap, as the weeping Alice,
kneeling at her feet, hid her face in hbr bo
som.
It was not long before they beheld. an
American soldier hastening towards the house,
and ran to meet him. .
" What tidings ?" inquired Lydia.
" The red-coats are repulsed," he replied,
"and I have been sent to tell you that you
must now make preparation to receive Ran
dolph Rennie, who is wounded."
-" Dangerously," inquired Lydia.
" Yes, dangerously," replied the man,
"though his wound, which is in the side, it
is hoped will not prove mortal. The blow
was from our own soldiers, and intended for
a red-coat, whose life he saved by throwing
himself before him and receiving it himself."
" It was your Uncle Dale whom he saved,"
said a young American officer, addressing
Lydia, and who had come in season to hear
what the soldier had been saying.
At this moment Mr. Dale was seen riding
rapidly towards the house. A flush of indiz
nation passed over the cheek of the young of
ficer at sight of his scarlet uniform, and both
be and the soldier turned abruptly away to
avoid meeting him.
"Lydia," said Mr. Dale, throwing himself
from his horse, and speaking in an agitated
voice, owe my life to your brother, who
will soon be here. He is badly wounded, but
the surgeon says there is hope. Let us go in
and prepare for his accommodation."
" Will you not have your own wound at
tended to ?" said Mr. Dale's black servant,
pointing to the sleeve of his coat, the scarlet
hue of which was in several places deepened
to a crimson by stains of blood.
"It is nothing," replied l Ir. Dale. "I had
forgotten it."
In a few minutes afterwards, several Amer
ican soldiers were seen approaching, bearing
Randolph Rennie on a litter. Ilis own room
was opened for him, and his -uncle lent his
personal aid in arranging everything neces
sary for his comfort. After being placed on
the bed, he smiled as he met the eyes of Al
ice and Lydia regarding him with an anxiety
which they could not disguise, and assured
them that he was nearly free from pain, and
that he felt persuaded—some, he said, might
call it a presentiment—that he should get
well.
Although near the commencement of the
war, Mr. Dale never again bore arms against
the colonists. Neither did he oppose his
nephew's return to the American army, when
his wound became healed and his health was
re-established. He even two years afterwards
gave the hand of his daughter, with every ap
pearance of satisfaction, to his rebel nephew.
Captain Merton was present at the wedding,
soon after which he resigned his commission
and returned to England. In a letter, which
Randolph received from him soon afterwards,
he said—" The moment hostilities cease I shall
return to America, for I will confess—what
you have doubtless already suspected—that
your sister has my happiness in her keeping.
Even she—little rebel that she is—would not
wish me to raise my arm against my native
land ; but I assure her that neither will I ever
raise it against hers, defended as it is by a
fraternal band, who, though I once deemed
them rebels, appear to me now in every res
pect worthy of the holy name of patriots, and
are destined, I doubt not, to achieve the lib
erty for which they are so bravely contending."
Randolph Rennie read this leter to his sis
ter, and the blush which suffused her cheeks
as she listened, was deemed by him and Alice
as auspicious to, Cap,tain Merton's hopes.
Editor and Proprietor.
NO, 10,
Power of a Mother's Love. 0
A writer in the Boston Times describes a
visit to a penitentiary at Philadelphia, and
gives the following sketch of an interview
between Mr. Scattergood, the humane War
den of- the prison, and a young man who
vva,s about to enter on his imprisonment.—
Few will read it without deep emotion
We passed on to the ante-room again, where
we encountered a new-comer, who had just
reached the prison as we entered. He had
just been sent up for five years on a charge
of embezzlement.
Ile was attired in the latest style of fashion,
and possessed all the nonchalence and care
less appearance of - a gentleman rowdy. Ile
twirled his watch chain, looking particularly
knowing at a couple of ladies who chanced to
be present, and seemed utterly indifferent
about himself or the predicament he was
placed in. The warden read his commitment,
and addressed him with—
" Charles, I am sorry to see thee here."
" It can't be helped, old fellow."
" What is thy age, Charles ?"
" Twenty-three."
" A Philadelphian ?"
" Well, kinder, and kinder not."
" Thee has disgraced thyself sadly."
"Well, I ain't troubled, old stick.'
"Thee looks not like a rogue."
" Matter of opinion."
" Thee was well situated ?"
"'Yes, well enough."
" In good employ ?"
" Well, so, so. '
" And thee has parents ?"
`,! Yes."
"Perhaps thee has a mother, Charles.?"
The convict had been standing during the
brief dialogue .perfectly unconcerned, and
reckless, -until this last interrogatoy was put.
Had a thunderbolt struck him, he could not
have fallen more suddenly than he did when
the name of "mother" fell on his ear. He
sank into a chair—a torrent of tears gushed
from his eyes—the very fountain of his heart
seemed to have burst on the instant. He re
covered partially, and said imploringly to the
warden,
"Don't you, sir, for God's sake, don't call
her name in this dreadful place! Do what
you may with laue, but don't mention that
name to me I"
There were tears in other eyes besides the
prisoner's, and an aching silence prevaded
the group which surrounded the unfortunate
convict.
The African. King's Verdict•
Alexander of Macedonia once entered into
a neighboring and wealthy province of Afri
ca. The inhabitants came forth to meet him,
and brought their robes filled with golden ap
ples and fruits.
Eat this fruit among yourselves," said
Alexander, "I am not come to see your wealth,
but to learn your customs."
They then conducted him to the market
place where their King administered justice.
A citizen just then came before him and
said "I bought of this man, oh King, a sack
of chaff, and have found in it a secret treasure.
The chaff is mine but not the gold ; and, this
man will not take it again. Command him,
oh King, that he receive it for his own."
And hisantagonist a citizen of the place,
answered:
" Thou fearest to retain anything unjustly,
and should not I also fear to take such a thing
from thee ? I have sold the sack with all
that is in it, for it is thine. Command - him,
oh King."
The King inquired of the first ono, if he
had a son. Ile answered, "Yes." He then
inquired of the other if he had a daughter
and the same answer, "Yes," was returned.
"Well, then," said the King, "you are both
just men marry your children to each other
and give them the discovered treasure as a
marriage portion. This is my verdict."
Alexander was astonished when he heard'
this decision.
" Have I judged unjustly," said the King
of this remote country, "that thou art thus
astonished 2"
"Not at all," answered Alexander, "but
in our country they would have judged far
otherwise."
" And how would you have judged?" asked•
the king.
" Both parties would have lost their heads,"
answered Alexander, "and their treasure
would have fallen into the hands of the King."
Then the king clasped his hands together
and-said, "Does the sun then shine upon you ?'
And do the heavens still shower their rain
upon you ?"
Alexander replied "Yes."
" It must then be," continued the King,
"for the sake of the innocent beasts that live
in your country ; for upon such. men , no sun:
should shine and no rain should fall."
AWFUL CONDITION.—" Well there is• ar row
over at our house."
" What on airth's the matter, you little-sar--
pint ?"
" Why dad's drunk, mother's dead, the old!
cow's got a calf, Jerusha's married a printer
and run away with the spoons, Pete swal—
lowed a pin, and Lui's looked at the Aurora.
Borax till he's got the delirium triangles."
" Good gracious! have to go over and.
see 'em."
"That ain't all, neither."
"What else, upon airth?"
" Rose spilt the batter-boK and' broke the
pandakes, and one of the Maltese kittens has•
got her head into the molasses cup and can't
get it out. And oh, how hungry I am."
Ile"' The folloivincr notes are said to have•
passed between Gov. Giles and Patrick Lien--
ry, of Virginia:
" SIR.:-I understand that you have called
me a•‘ bobtail' politician. I wish• to knew'
if it be true, and if true, your moaning.
WILLIAM R. GILES."'
" Sin :—I don't recollect having called you:
a bobtail politician at any time, but think
very probably I have. Not recollecting the
time or the occasion, I can't say what I did
mean ; but if you will tell me wilat yea think
I meant, I will say whether you aro correct
or not.
Very respectfully,
PATRICK.
Er Little boys sometimes say surprising
things. A school teaoher in Cincinnati gave
to a class of such, as a subject for "composi
tion," "The Ohio River," and one little fel
low brought in the following:— . lle was born
at the creation. His father is the Allegheny,
and his mother is the Monongahela:. He is
bigger than both his parents. It is not known
when ho will die."
xtEr "11liat are you looking after, my
dear ?" said a very affectionate mother to her
daughter. The daughter looked around and
thus replied :—" Looking after a sort-in-law
for father."
Life is short, and they mistake its aim
and lose its best enjoyments who depend for
true happiness on the outward things and not
ou the state of the heart,