The Bereaved Sister. was creeping over his eye, and the hectic In the spring of 1834, I contracted an flush of his Clseek was fast deepening into " ( M ime! '" in one the cities of th e purple. I know not whether at first his South, with a gentleman, who had re- sister perceived the change in his appear moved from England to this country, once. She took her seat at his side, and two small children, the one a boy ef ‘ it t v en h m , !then, as usual, let her elancooly eye rest fixedl uon his countenance. and the other a girl of nine years of age. r .T ii denly his WKS brightened for a moment. Sud- These children were the most lovely bey and lie spoke his sister's Mime. She e r re ings I ever saw. Their extreme beauty, plied with a passionate caress, and look.: their (leek and artless anecdote and their ee up to m face as if to implore encour freqgerit bursts of childish and innocent y agement. 'I knew . that her hope here Mirth, 'nude diem as dear to me as if / had heed the companion of (heir infancy, but a mockery. A moment more, dad a The were happy in themselves, happy in convulsive quiver passed over the lips of y 1.6c1, other, FM d in the whole world of lie the dying through hi s flame—and all was still. boy--a slight shudder ran and nature around them. I had known the family but a few months, when ~„ „ T he girl knew, as if intuitively, that her friend was compelled to mese a sudden 'orother was dead. She sat in tearless si earfull and t lence—but I saw that the waters orbit ging f cn. H unexpee t ed voyage t 6 South Mimi- is feelings were embittered by the ternes , fountais n.were tithe r At last she. raised h er htheirands thouelit. nfhiS leaviiig his motherless chi with a sudden en t, and pressing them, ilreo behind lib - 6,10(1as /was on the point upon her forehead, wept with the uncon. of embarking for Li I promised to trollal.le agony of despair. take them to their relations. My departure was delayed ti ne weeks. On the next clay, the corpse of the dead During that period I lived utuler the same bodywas to be committed to the Ocean. the little girl knew that it must be so, roof with the little onek consigned tomy but she strove to drive the thought away charge. For a few days they were pen. as if it had been an unreal and terrible sive and made frequent inquiries for their vision. When the *app hand, she came and begged me, with a ousted lieut. wag at absent father, but their sorrows were as suaged, and regret for his absence Chan ged into a pleasant anticipation of his re. tone dint seemed less like a human voice turn. The ordinary sorrows of childhood than the low candance of a disembodied sirit, to g 6 and Itiolt uposher brother and are but dews upon the eagle's p luma g e '. s e e Vile wee indeed dead. I could not which vanish at the moment, when the . resist her entreties, but Wen . with her to proud bird springs upwardinto the air to nze upon the sleeping clear, to which all woo the first beautiful flashes of the mor -s'the tenth ids of her life seemed bound. She ning. paused by the bedside, and I lamest dee- The day of our departure 'at last arri- med that het very existence would pass ved, and we set sail on a quiet afternoon ciffin thiit„long and fixed gaze. She mw of summer. It was a scene of beauty,' ved not; spoke not; till the form she loved and my heart fluttered as wildly and as was taken away to be let down into the; joyously as the wing of a young bird in ocean. Then, indeed, she arose and fol. spring time. It seemed in truth as if lowed her lifeless brothel. With a Calmness "man's control had stopped with the that might hive been from heaven. The shore" that was retreating behind us, and body sunk slowly and ',solemnly beneath left the world of waters to give back the• the waves; a few long bright ringlets blue of the upper skies as purely and streamed out upon the waters; a tingle' peacefully as at the first holy sabbath of white and beautiful glimpse came dimly creation. Tne distant hills bent their up through the gla acing billtiws, and all pale blue tops to the waters, and as the that had been joy and beauty vanished for great sun, like the image of his Creator, ever. sank in the west, successive shadows of During the short residue of our voy gold, crimson, and purple, came floating age, the bereaved sister seemed fading over the waves, liLe barks from a fairy away as calmly and beautiful! , as a land. My young companions gazed on cloud in the summer zenith. Her heart these scenes steadily and silently, and, had lost its communion with nature, &she when the last tints of the dim shore were would look down into the sea & murmur in melting into a shadow, they took ' each( other's - hands, and a few natural tears coherently of its cold and solitary depths, gushed forth as an adieu to the land they an call her brother's name, and than had loved, weep herself into Calmness. Soon after wards I left her with her friends. I Soon after sunset, I persuaded my lit- know not whether she is still a blossom of tie friends to let me lead them to the cab- the earth, or whether she has, long since in, and then returned to look out again tip- gone to be nurtured in a holier realm: on the ocean. In about half an hour, as But I love the memory of that* beautiful, I was standing musingly apart, I felt my and striken one. Her lovliness, her in-1 hand gently pressed, and on turning nocencei and her deep and holy feelings, round saw that the little girl had stolen still come back to mein their glory and alone to my side. In a few moments the quietude, like a rainbow oil a summer evening star began to twinkle from the cloud that has showered and passed off for edging of a violet cloud. At first it glee- 1 ever. . met] faintly, and at intervals, Mit anon it mine brightly out, and shone like a holy thing upon the brow of evening. The girl at my aide gazed upon it, and hailed at with a tone which told that a thought of raptire was at her heart. She inquir. ed, with simplicity and eagerness, wheth er in the fair land to which we were go ing that Caine bright star would be visible, and seemed to regard it as another friend that was to be with her in her long and lonely journey, The first week of our voyage was un attend By any important incident. The sea was at times wild and stormy, bat again it would sink to repose, and spread itself out in beauty to the verge of the dis tant horizen. On the eighth slay the boy arose pale and dejected, and complained of indisposition. On the following morn ing he was confined by, a feVer tains bed, and much doubt was expressed as to his fate, by the phisician of the vessel. i can never forget the visible agony, the look of utter wo, that appeared upon the face of the little girl whets the conviction of her brother's danger came slowly home upon her thoughts. She wept not—she . complained not--but, 'mar after hour, she sat by the young sufferer, an image of grief and beautiful affection. The boy became daily more feeble and emaciated.; lie could not return the long and burning kisses of his sister, and, at last, the faint heaving of his 'vast, and tender eloH