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The eye that looks with love on thee, Jj That brightobs with thy smile, Or mutely bids thee hope again If thou art sad a while; The eyes that, when no words are breathed Gaze fondly into thine— r / Oh, cherish them, ore they grow.dim, They may not always- sliipdl ■ The faithful hearts awivmd thee. That and y-outb, -TVmflmiß and care ne’er yet have scared. Nor ravished of their truth j The heart whoso boating we have beard When throbbing near our own— Oh, cherish them I those beatings bushed ; Barth’s dearest tones are gone. The days when there are hearts and eyes That throb and beam for thee ; The few fleet hours When lifo doth seem Bright as a summer sea; Tho thrilling moments when to speak . The.tull heart’s joy is vain— Oh, cherish them I once gone, alas I They ne’er return again I COUNTRY GIRL BY ST. CLAIR LAWRENCE- The red rose bloometb oh her chock, The modest violet in her face, The one doth of her beauty speak. The other tclleth of her grace. The one an” index to her health, , The other to her heart (rich pearl I) But speaketh clear, the princeless wealth. And sweetness of the Country Girl. There’s happy joy within her words, And music in her merry song, Which like the warbling of the birds, Alone, to woodland wilds belong. No. plaintive lay. of bird confined, Amidst thelcity’s dizzy whirl. Or. saddened note was e’er designed As music for the Country Girl. . ■ She wears no gay attire, J tis, true; Or gaudy trappings bought with pelf, No precious stones of emerald hue, But then she is a gem herself. A princely gem more rich by far, Than that, possessed by. Court or Earl—. A bomteous, blight and shining star , • Of virtue, is the Country Girl. . -JEWlaiitoim' . From 'lhe London Family Herald, SHE WOULDN’T BE JEALOUS . “ No, by Jove !’’ exclaimed Harry Vane, as be threw himself back in an easy chair and gracefully removed a fragrant Havana from his Ups for the purpose of, exhaling the clouds of the perfumed s poke ;■ * no, by Jove !’ he repeat ed, ‘ X woiildn’t marry a jealous woman if she was the richest heiress in the world. I tell you. Walter, it wouldn’t do for my wife to be joal-. ous. ’This being eternally constant to any one little bundle of lace and divjnity is an utter im possibility to a man of my constitution.’ I have a natural taste for variety, you see: and ; the. most I want of a wife is to keep house for me, and take .care of things, and give me a lit tle leisure to make myself agreeable to woman kind in general. When nothing more agreea ble turns up, why of course then shc.can have the privilege of entertaining 'me. which, with the consolation of knowing that her husband is the most accomplished lady killer in town, will, I take it, be ample, compensation for all her services in my behalf.' IJut you see if she were any way jealous slid might not think it SO* * '’ • ’ ’ \ “ It would 6fl possible,.! should think,” "said Walter Everett “ that she might ViOV.inclined to disagree with you* ,1 shoujd think any woman who loved you would naturally object to such an arrangement," ' “Oh, pshani, Everett!” exclaimed Harry; ‘that proves you to be a novice. Don’t you know that love in a female heart is made up of just two elements —vanity and self-sacrifice.— Just give a woman a husband she is proud of . arid you—or, that is, you might not be able to —but a man of my accomplishments can coax her into anything under the sun. Wait till I marry—l’ll show you how to manage a wife.— I’ll show you how to unite all the freedom of a bachelor with all the privileges of a.Bencdict.” , Walter smiled, and puffed away at his cigar in silence. ’ The two young mert were clerks in a largo mercantile establishment in the city. They oc cupied apartments in the same house, and were ■ generally on very close and' intimate ■ terras.-: Perhaps it may not be necessary to inform the reader that Harry was something of a cox comb, though he was by no means as immoral as might be inferred from his own .account of himself. This Walter knew arid he could thcre -forc listen to his occasional strains of gasconade with the utmost serentity, even though perfect ly aware at the time that the speaker entertain ed serious ideas, of finally bestowing the inella ble honor of his name and protection upon a certain little cousin of his own Miss Susie Stan ton. That his confidence went so far as to lead him to conceal from the said young lady the sentiments so frequently expressed, wc can not vouch. . Indeed, the writer rather has the idea that the two frequently talk' I over in pri vate this unfortunate failing of their mutusj friend, and studied frequently to devise some method of reducing the proportions of Harry’s organ of vanity. •Nothing, however, very effectual was accom plished during the courtship, and in process of time Mr. Harry Vane entered the state of mat rimony under the full conviction that his lov ing Susie possessed not one spark of jealousy, and that her overweening affection for him would lead her to accept with unfeigned grati tude and joy whatever attentions it might please him to bestow upon her, and to,prcserve a discreet silence in regard to whatever she might see in his outgoings or incomings'that was pocuhar.Or mysterious. To do Susie justice, she was not naturally of a jealous disposition; but besides her innate amiability in that respect, she had a little bit fif that shy. womanly pride, which made her resolve that sho wouldn’t he jealous. No, in deed, she would not bo pointed at as a jealous wife, neither should Mr. Harry Vane have the pleasure of insinuating that ho managed his tyifo, that she was duly instructed and train ed at home to look conveniently in the other di rection whenever ho choose to open the invinci ble battery of his fascinations upon any inno cent and unsuspecting young female, No, no ; the little lady was too cute for that. . It therefore happened that whenever at aball pr party Mr. Harry. Vane made- himself parti cularly agreeable to any lady, Mrs. Harry Vane also cultivated the same individual. If Mr. Harry Vane only danced with the young lady, or escorted her out to supper, Mrs. Harry Vane contented herself with the most' amiable inqui res after the said young lady’s health, and gra- t I &.uttrican BY JOHN B. BRATTON-' 1 YOL. 4 5. cious hopes that the family at home were quite Well. 'lf Mr; Vane danced twice or thrice with the young-lady, Mrs. Yano straightway invited her to call,-and intimated that she would very soon give herself the pleasure of visiting the young lady, and if matters went still further, and Mr. Harry Vane indulged in a little tete a tetei or a flirtation, Mrs. Harry Yane immedi ately fixed a day, and asked the young lady, to . At home, too, if Mr. Harry Yane exclaimed with enthusiasm, ’-By Jove, but that Miss West hafim splendid figure!’ Mrs! V. replied with equal enthusiasm, “She "has,* indeed, and she danced admirably.” .Or if Harry remarked that ‘Araminla Waters was decidedly the hand somest woman at Mrs. Morgan’s party, Susie added, gently, ‘that rumor said she was as am iable and accomplished as she was handsome and fascinating.’ By this sly way of fighting fire with fire she had succeeded in extinguish ing a half-dozen glowing penchants in the bo som of her liege lord ; while, at. the same time, the uniform sweetness and amiability of her 6wn conduct could not fail to deepen the admi ration and respect which Harry had possessed for her when he married her. ■ ■> So it went on for a year or two, and Susie found , herself a mother. After that, things seemed to mend a little: but baby’s charms soon lost their power, aiid Susie’s.trial took an'- othcr form. Her loving heart, which was con stantly, though quietly, watchful of Harry’s lightest fndvement, was wounded at its most sensitive point. Harry frequently left home without inviting her to accompany him, or oven informing her of his destination. Much as her anxious fears were startled hy this new shadow Upon her domestic peace, Susie had the discre tion to say nothing, but meanwhile to double her assiduity in winning him to homo pleas ures. All her efforts, however, availed, her lit tle ; at least one evening in the week he contin ued to spend away from her. At first she was afraid he might be entering upon some course of dissipation, but careful observation soon con vinced her that whatever sin might bo laid to his charge, the love of liquor was not one; and as drinking forms an ingredient of nearly all forms of dissipation, she finally came to the consclnsion 1 that, as of old, his wandering, in consistent heart was starving after-some new. light of female beauty. It is possible that at this juncture she: may have taken her cousin Walter into confidence.: Ofio beautiful morning in July, Harry seemed in no hurry to go to town. He lingered read-' ing his newspaper after breakfast:till nearly 9 o’clock, arid then dressing himself carefully in his handsomest, suit, carelessly bade his wifq good morning, and strolled leisurely .up the road.instead of going down it, to his place of business. The quick perception of jits wife had noticed a strange, quietude in his manner all the morning, rind she smiled a quiet smile to herself, as she stood before the mirror in her own room, arraying herself in her most becom ing walking costume; for Mrs. Harry Vane Ifas going out, 100. , , . She fitted a dainty pair of bools to her pret ty foot, qnd tightened the fastenings of-her sweetest pdir of kid gloves, put on her most bewitching- bonnet, and then look the last glance in the mirror to assure herself that there wasnltri sweeter or more captivating little wo man than'Mrs Harry Vane. ‘Ho has good taste, at any rate,.’ she soliloquized,"and that is one consolation.’ But‘the little half sigh which closed the sentence intimated that it wasn’t so very consoling after-all. ' _ After her own 'toilet w as completed, tahy was dressed in his richest and most spotless robes, and Mary was .'entrusted , ri’ith the pre cious charge, and bid’ to follow her mistress. — Down the rsgd.tripped ■ thejiilte Jady, taking the shortest There lay the steamer, with flags flying and whistle blow ing, just ready to convey a parly of happy ex cursionists down the river., Mrs. Harry Vane tripped lightly over the pier, followed by Mary and baby, and the next moment the gallant steamer,with its holiday company Was fairly under way. Mrs. Vane walked Icianrcly-l’o the lore part of the yssseirand, there,'apparently very, much to -hti*'-CsuppriscJ ■■discovered, Mr. V. sitting in most atteiitiVe. proximhy to a hand-, some and showy youtlg lady, who was evident ly quite the slave of Mt'Vahe’s fascinations. • Why, good morning, Ifanwi" exclaimed Mrs. Vane, in her sweetest aBiT most cordial tones; “this is, indeed; a delightful surprise;' I had not anticipated your company. ; , After you left home I happened to notice the adver tisement of the excursion, and baby seemed so ailing lately, that I thought it might do him good to take an excursion : so I dressed myself as quickly as possible, and hurried down here.’ What could Mr. Harry Vane say in reply to this most amiable wife like greeting? Mrs. Vane was not at a loss, however, to fill up the pause which his hesitation occasioned. y, . “ That lady is a friend of yours, I presume me to. her, Harry, said she, turn ing to the lady. ‘Mr. Vane’s circle of friends previous to our marriage was so very exten sive, that I have not even yet made the aoquairi tanco of air them. I hope, however, to know them all in the course of time, for nothing gives me greater pleasure than to entertain Harry’s fricmjs. Your name is—-- ? I didn’t quite understand."" " " “ Miss Wentworth,” replied the lady, boW- ing stiffly. “Ah 1 yes,' Miss Wentworth,” said Mrs. Vane, complacently. ‘ I do not recollect of hearing Harry speak of- you ; but it is all the same; my memory is very treacherous ; and in deed ha might have mentioned your name, oa 'surilly, you know, a dozen times, and still I might have forgotten it. But bless me ! where is the baby ?■ Mary come here.” Mary answered the call, and placed tho blue eyed little wonder in tho arms of its delighted mamma. , “Mamma’s precious little darling ! Was it warm ?—so it was. Mamma will take off its hat —so sho will, i There—does it see its papa ? —there,.so it docs, and knows him, ton—pro- cious angel! See 1 Miss Wentworth, sec how well the little darling knows its father, and it isn’t four months old yet.” And Mrs. Vane danced the chubby, red-faced little thing up and down in Mr. Vane’s face, and asked, enthu siastically, “ Didnlt Miss Wentworth think he was just the image of his‘pa?’ There were several of Harry’s acquaintances on board, by whom the affair was thoroughly understood ; and it was not long until the story passed from lip to lip, and smiles and titters and jokes at poor Harry’s expense circulated in every direction. lie excused himself as speedi ly as possible from the society of the ladies, and walked moodily to the other end of the boat, and there stood contemplating what he should do to extricate himself from this dilemna. What tho deuce am I to do?” ho solilo quized. To blow out at her, would only raise a row and circulate the story ; and I can’t get rid of her, for the boat won’t put baok, I sup pose, on my account. God !if the water wasn t so hot, I'd drown myself. To bring that rod faced little imp with her too ! It is a pretty child enough, though ; of course it couldn’t be anything else, and bo my child; sho looses deuced pretty herself, too, to day. She’s a vast deal prettier than Madge Wentworth over was —the baggage 1 If I ever get safe out of this scrape, catch me risking my reputation for nq- other bold flirt like her ?” Meanwhile Miss Wentworth, who possessed a womanly tact in her way, bad overcome in a measure the embarrassment of her first meotingwith Mrs. Vane, and had entered very affably into conversation with her. The baby, as if determined to do its part, was as sweet tempered as its mamma, and cooed and laughed to.tho infinite delight of Miss Wentworth, who was, or pretended to bo, exceedingly fond of pets. Mrs. Yane’s amiability was perfectly ir- 1 resistible, and when Mr. Yane r