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GETTYSBURG, ADAMS COUNTY, PA
VOL. 1111.--NO. 35.1
THE GARLAND.
—“With sweetest flower.enrich'il,
From various gardens cull'd with taro "
argacAPQ.
The human mind—that lofty thing!
The palace and the throne,
Where reason mita a spectre() king,
And breathes the judgment tone.
Oh! who with silent step shall trace
The borders of that haunted place;
Nor in his weakness own
That mystery and marveltiind
That lofty thing—the human mind!
The human heart—that restless thing!
The tempter and the tried;
The joyous, yet the suffering—
The source of pain and pride;
The gorgeous throng'd—the desolate,
The scat of love, the lair of hate—
Self-stung, self-denied I
Yet do we bless thee as thou art,
That restless thing—the human heart!
The human soul—that stanling thing l
Mysterious and sublime !
The angel sleeping on the wing
Worn by the scuffs of time—
The beautiful, the veil'd, the bound,
The earth enstav'd, the glory crown'd
The stricken in its prime!
From heaven in tears to earth it stole,
That startling thing— the human soul!
And this is man—Oh ' ask of him,
Thu gifted and forgiven—
IV bile o'er his vision, drear and dim,
The wrecks of time are driven;
If pride or passion in their power,
Can chain the tide or charm the hour,
Or stand in place of Heaven?
Ile bends the brow, he bows the knee—
" Creator, Father! none but thee!"
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THE PEASANT BRIDE.
"Without one tie of kindred or of love
To bind her to the earth."
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"To that soft and pleading eye
Who is there could suit deny."
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"And Salim to his heart has caught,
In blushes, more than ever bright,
Ilis
'Twas a sweet summer sunset, and the lingering
beams fell soft upon an English cottage with its
clustering roses, and gross plat in front, so pleas_
ant and green. It seemed fitted for the abode of
peace end happiness, yet the stillness around it,
the carefully closed casement, and neglected gard
en, bespoke it the abode of sickness or sorrow.
The sunset hues faded, and the shadows of even
ing fell deeper, and, as a dim light appeared in one
window of that homely cottage, two travellers dis
mounted at the inn opposite, and having refreshed
themselves strolled through the village,
"Well !" exclaimed the older of the two, in a
tone that plainly denoted vexation, ..of all your
wildgoose vagaries, this is the most outre ! What
on earth tempted you, Roscoe, to leave Castle
Clarendon, and set forth like some doubty knight
without your retinue, upon an unfrequented road,
merely because your lady mother informed you of
the approach of the beautiful Miss Lesion, the
heiress !"
A smilo passed over the handsome features of the
Earl of Clarendon, ono of the most popular young
noblemen of the day, who had just come into pos.
. session of a largo unincumbered estate, but he
1. vouchsafed no reply to the petulant inquiry of his
friend, who continued in the same tone:
"Now, Roscoe, I really believe you wore afraid
of the arrows tipped with gold, or you would nev
er have made so prociptlite a retreat merely be
cause she was expected upon a visit at the Castle.
She is reported to be young and pretty."
“She may N all these," answered the young
nobleman, with something of a curl upon his hand-
sonar lip, "and withal not suited to till the station
of Lady Clarendon, for which my lady mother de
signs her, without a thought that her only son may
choose to please myself in this momentous case—
now clear that brow, George, and let us for one
month lay asido tho .pomp and ceremony' of our
rank, and wonder whero
"There is ao sound of festival
Echoing from the lighted Hall."
"1 am weary of being the 'lion' of the hour, and
for the ensuing four weeks am plain Mr. Wil
mot."
"That aristocratic :Jeering will betray thee friend,"
exclaimed (Japt. neautuont, "and as I am a youn
ger son with nothing but my good sword to re
commend me, I will retain my own cognizance, it
being ono but little known in these barbarous re
gions."
The young men sauntered by the banks of the
pretty scream that ran meandering through the vil.
loge till the moon was high in the blue vault; and
then turned towards the sun. In passing the cot
tage which was retired from the road, they stopped
a moment to admire its lonely beauty, and were
standing within the pretty yard when the house
door was thrown open, and a girl apparently about
fifteen, of surpassing beauty, stood in the moon
light, the rich curls flung back from her brow, as
she gazed upon the intruders with a bewildered
look. Suddenly she sprung towards Roscoe, and
grasping his arm, cried in imploring accents:
'.Oh ! my father is dying, do come with me, for
ho is so wild"— and she wrung her hands in agony.
'rho beauty and artlessness of the girl, joined to
his own kindly feelings, induced him to comply,
and with Beaumont he entered the low door-way.
Upon a bed was extended the corpse of the fa
ther, evidently the victini of intemperance, and the
death-pang no doubt terrified his child in'her lone
ly watch till she rushedforth for assistance.' The
life had but just departed; and it was long ere they:,
could pursuade the desolate girl that ho was 110
more. When the dreadful truth rushed upon her
mind, she buried her head in the clothes of the
bed sobbing convulsively, and muttering to,,lier
self—
! all!, alone! I wish that I could die too—
Jeannette has now no home !"
Every feeling of coruPassion and pity was Iron
scd in Roscoe'emintl, as he gazed upon the sad and
beautiful bang thus cast upon a rude world, dcpri
ved of all natural protectors.
"Can wo leave her thui I"
.burst involuntarily
from his lip.
o !" was Um immediate response of his friend.
"Ren•am, Roscoe," he added, "and I will go for
some one to assist (lies poor girl."
The young Earl did nut think his dignity low
ered as he stopped to raise the bereaved child from
her painful position heside the corpse. He seated
her beside him, and used every argument to soothe
and console. Her convulsive sobbings gradually
became stilled, and by the time that Capt. Beau.
moot arrived with the landlady of the inn, she was
restored to a state of calmness ; but with an ex.
presslon of t , tich utter forlornness imprinted upon
her lovely face, as powerfally affected the two
young men, and putting a purse into her hand,
they hastily left the cottage to conceal their emu.
Bons.
From the idlers round the inn, they learnt the
history of Jeannette Gray, the "Village Flower."
as she was called by the peasantry round. Her
father had removed there about two years before,
and had neither held communication with the in
habitants or suffered hrs young and beautiful
daughter to mingle in the village sports—and ex
cepting the old gray-headed school-master--whe
loved the child, and occasionally gave her instruc
tion, none entered the cottage. The farher was
cold stern man, and it was rumored that many a
dark act had compelled him to seek the shelter of
that quiet spot—end at last he became a thing for
the finger of scorn to point at ; seeking in deep
inebriating draughts an oblivion for memory.
A few of the peasants assembled to pay the last
duties to the old man, from a feeling of pity for
the child; and as the grave was filled up, tx:rned
carelessly away—whilst she flung herself upon the
small mound weeping passionately, notwithstand
ing the efforts of the kind landlady to console:
"Law, now, don't grieve so, you shall come
homo with me, and every ono will do you a kind
act—do not grieve so—poor girl"—and she drew
her from the church yard to her own dwelling.
Days passed on, and Roscoe and his friend
spent their time in rambling over "hill and vale,"
but evening invariably brought them back to the
village inn. Capt. Beaumont began to feel unea
sy. Why was Clarendon so unwillingly to leave?
Why almost petulantly tell him that he might re
turn to the Castle when he pleased, if ha was tired
of ruralizing ? He know his friend well, and that,
with all his great and good qualities, lie was ro
mantic and enthusiastic in the extreme--and
Jeannette was one to realize a poet's dream—
"Not the face of heaven
In its serenest colors, nor earth in all
Its garniture of flowers, nor all that live
In the bright world of dreams, nor all the eye
Of a creative spirit meets in air,
Could yin the smile and sunshine of her charms
Not feel itself o'ermaster'd by such rare
And perfect beauty :—yet she bore herself
So greatly, that the lily on its stalk.
Beads not so easily its dewy heath"
Well might ho fear for him—for the haughty
spirit of the young noble bad indeed bowed low
to the innocence and holy purity enshrined in the
bosom of the lowly peasant girl.
..This is worse than madness," exclaimed Beau
mont at the close of a long argument, "what can
Jeannette be to you, but a passing dream. Con-
Bider your long line of ancestors—your rank in
society—the prejudices of all your titled connex
ions ; and last, not least, her utter want of educa
tion, of accomplishments to fit her for stick a high
station, and then whether your proud name would
not be tarnished by such an alliance."
"And look abroad into the world, Beaumont,
and see amidst its tinsel glare if you know of one
heart as pure from corrupting nassions as hers,
beauty as perfect without a touch of woman's
vanity to mar it. Seems she not More like a
guileless child, free from a taint of worldliness or
sin "I"
"When the whisper of adulation is on her ear,
when crowds bow and offer up incense at the
shrine of the new beauty, and she is surrounded
by splendor and wealth, think you she will retain
this simplicity, this purity !—You ore fascinated
now, Roscoe, but with all your intellectual gifts,
you will find that mind as well as beauty will be
wanting to constitute happiness. But I have
warned you, and shall leave you to yourself."
"Not without giving me your word as a man of
honor not to betray my confidence," replied Roe.
coe, with something of pique in his tone.
"On this you may rely," said Beaumont, and
they separated.
Beaumont was obliged to leave his friend and
rejoin his regiment; and, dearly as he bad loved
him from his boyhood, Roscoe was glad to be re.
lieved from the restraint his presence imposed.
Jeannette was his constant companion in his
rambles, by tho side of tho river and over the
pleasant meadows. Her sadness had worn off,
and there was a sweet playfulness it, her manners,
joined to her entire dependence upon him, that
completed the conquest of his heart. Ho saw In
her, indica , ions of native talent, and the mildness
and beauty of many of her ideas just suited hie
romantic turn of mind. And she, that beautiful
being, whose every look betrayed his influence
over her affections, whose eye so timidly turned
to his for approval, was she to bow us some sweet
flower, because the storm.cloud was near. Her
destiny remains yet to be told.
They wore wandering one evening by the riv.
er's bahks, and idler watching the waves reflect a
thousand radient colors from the beautiful sunset,
Clarendon drew her towards a rustic seat in si-
lence. Ho Jolt the time was drawing near when
ho must leave her, and many contending emotions
wore swelling in his proud heart. She gazed into
his face with something of fear, for the expres
sion of it was different from what she had ever
known it. Ho caught the look, and smiling sad
ly su.d :
"Do not he frightened, Jeannette, I am par
ectly well."
"Then why do you look so, Mr. Wilmot ?" for
so abe had been accustomed to call him, '•Ilove
I offended you?" and a tear started to her eye.
"Offended," he repeated—"Blest angel as you
are, you could nut offend." Then seizing her
hand he added impetuously—" Jeannette will you
unite your fate with mine? Will you give me a
husband's right to protect you?"
Jeannette covered her face with her hands, and
`trembled violently, and even her neck was stained
with the deep crimson. He needed no other re
ply, end folding her to his heart, whispered
"mine forever." Then it was that her tears burst
forth, and she wept on his bosom from excess of
happiness.
... , They were wedded in the village church, and
4n for the first time did the astonished girl learn
That instead of 111 r. Wilmot, she had wedded the
wealthy and powerful Earl of Clarendon, whose
name had reached even that ,secluded spot. All
were glad for the "Village Flower," and blessed
her as she passed through the chureh.yard,Where
she had so lately been a mourner, a young and
happy bride.
But when Roscoe folded tier to his heart as his
Own, and called her by tho- sacred name of wife,
wwez - &vzoltre aztuaAr4zravaa a/ 9 Ltau
a cloud dimmed her brow, and throw — Mit that had
before wreathed her lip faded. -•Ile yon repent
already, my own Jeannette?" he asked ID tlse
deep tone of et-ong affection. ••Dearevt, I stria
take ynu to my own proud home. ere many necks
are over, whose sunshine you will make. I fiz.g
to present my beautiful bride to my Lindred.."
"Hut will not those kindred despise mar' she
asked in n low, sud voice. "Will they not took
down on the neasant girl with scorn 7 Better
lied it been that we never had met." And Roo ,
coo, oven whilst lie fondly soothed her, could not(
but acknowledge to himself that her fears were
riot wholly groundless. Rot she was now his
own, and the solemn tie could only be broken by
death
Some weeks passed on, and Jeannette saw with
the quick.sightedriess of woman. that her hets.
hand, although tender and kind as ever, was ill
at ease. The time was drawing near when he
must present his young bride to his family, as he
could not remain longer from his home. limo
cent and lovely as was the being who looked no
to lion with such confiding tenderness, he felt
that she was incapable of appreciiiting the pow
ei aof his mind. The magic touch of education
was wanting to render her perfect. One evening
he was sitting buried in reverie, unmindtut of the
presence of his wife, who was standing by a dis
tant window. Suddenly he exclaimed, - Oh:
that she possessed the knowledge, the accoot
plishinent of others !" Jeannette's quiets ear
caught the words, and her trembling limbs al
most refused their support ; but she succeeded in
leaving the room unobserved. What a world of
misery was erne.] to her view. She threw her
self upon the bed and wept long and hirerry.
But though lowly horn, she was possessed of a
more lofty spirit than one would have deemed
could dwell in that timid girl. She felt that she
was not lilted for the wife of one so gifted_ "111...
is ashamed of his choice," was her thought, and
even amidst those passionate tears was her reso
lotion taken. She knelt down to ask aid from
above, for when her father in her childish days
sternly forbade her to pray, she would wander
forth, & in some lonely placeoz ith only the canopy
of the deep blue sky above, pour forth the orisons
of her innocent heart. She arose from that pray
er, sad indeed, h.;. calm and collected; and
sought her husbie..o. die raised his eyes upon
her entrance, and putting out his hand drew her
findly towarde him, and kissed her cheek_
"You have been weeping, dearest," lie said, as he
gazed anxiously in her pale face. '•Slave yet:sang
sorrow mishared by me !"
Jeannette laid her head upon his shoulder, so
as to screen her lace, and for one moment hee re
solution wavered; but she soon nerved herself to
speak—and with all the artlessness of her char
acter told him that she had head Ins excla.mation
and lung road his thoughts.
"I sin not worthy of you, dear Roscoe,^ she
said In conclusion—"and you might to have
sought a bride amongst those in your OWII
rank—
but our Into is one. Send me from you awhile,
and I will try arid learn those accomplishments.
and gain the knowledge you prize so mach.
already bless the good old selmilinaster who. did
not let me grow up in utter ignorance;,'"and user
come by her feelings, she covered her face and
wept
Clarendon was both affected and v,Teased. a--
though his heart sunk at the prospect at a:vaca
tion ; but he had been communing with himseK,
and felt all the disadvantages to which he had
subjected her. Ho knew with her natural abili
ties, that a few months would model the tia s ed
child into the intellectual woman—and he was
touched to the heart with the generous sacrifice
she was willing to niske. He soothed her with
many a tender word of affection and approval,.
and smilingly said--“ Only a few months dear
Jeannette, nod then my kindred shall be proud of
my beautiful bride. 'Till theii no one shall even
have a glimpse of that sweet face"—playfully
kissing sway her tears.
• a a a a a
The curtains in the small but pretty drarciaz
room of Mrs. Everard, (a widowed sister of the
Dowager Lady Clarendon, w lin was a rare and i
superior character, and having early known eine- •
row, had withdrawn from the world upon a !rent
led income) were closely drawn, for it was a
damp and dreary evening. The candles were
lighted, and a good fire in the grate, although it ;
was early in the fall She was busily engaged
in reading, when a ring, somewhat louder than ;
usual, roused her attention, and her servant ash
ered the Earl of Clarendon accompanied by a fe .
male into her presence. She started from her
seat to welcome her favorite nephew, and after
warmly embracing him, turned a look of inquiry
towards his companion. With one hand he pat
aside the veil that shaded the surpassing beauty
of his Jeannette, and loading her to the la.dy,sard
with a look of pride and love—
"My wife! my dear aunt, and to your care and
kindness I must commit her." ,
There was an expression of innocence and pa
rity
in the countenance of the young creature he
fore her, that won her heart, and she kissed her
fair brow and bid her welcome as warmly as it
she had known her for years ; without a single
inquiry for the solution of what seemed to her a
strange mystery. But soon was the romance of
the past weeks confided to her, and in a moment
she felt how all important it was for Jeannette to
be other than she was, ere she could be presented
to his ambitious and ari'stocratical family, whose
pride would at best meet with a severe blow, and,
though she lamented her nephew's imprudence, i
she would for his sake save his sweet bride from
t chilling influence of his titled connexions.
"I will not betray your confidence," said she
to him, when they had discussed many plans—
" Jeannette is but a child yet. Leave her one
year with ire. end go abroad, and when you re
turn, she shall he all you wish. Till then, she
shall pass a protegee of my os , n; and that look
of love tells how she wailer the husband's sake
employ the hours of absence."
Captain Llaaunimit remained with his friend a
few week's at the castle bolero the latter went
broad, and laughingly tuldhini, that as he chose
to give up the heiress, he would win her himself..
Maria Lesion was one calculated to please Earn—
lively and affectionate, with a warm heart, but a
mind wholly undisciplined; this, however, was
not perceptible in every day intercourse, and he
soon became one of her most devoted admirers`
"Take care,' said Roscoe, who had studied her
character with more attention from the time he
had seen his friend's predilection. "Remember
—I in turn warn you. But now dear Ebeaumeist.
I leave my cause in your hands. Use your intlui
ence with my mother, and remove her prejudi
ces against unequal alliances, ere I return; far 1
have expressly told her I should not select a bride
rom the ranks of icuihionabio society." And
hey parted to meet again, under what different
circumstances
Month after month passed away,.and :firs.
Everard maw with surprise and delight the &eft
ty with which Jeannette acquired those accom
plishments necessary to the high station she was
to occupy. She studied early and late, and
though her cheek was a shade paler, yet her
countenance bore an expression of intellect that
greatly added to its charm. She seemed to rouse
at from a dream, and her mind drank deeply at
the fountain of knowledge. Of music, Roscoe.,
was fond, and had delighted to 'hear her warble
simple airs shejiod caught front the village girlsl
—for her voice and ear were both fine, and when
after passing hours at either the harp or piano„,
she would rise pale and exhausted from weari..l
come—the thought was constantly, "Roam shalt !
not be ashamed of his will) :"
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Mrs- Evorard often entreated her to desist, fear
in.;,.. mach oacreanitting attentioe might undermine
.-r htietl%; lbws a playful smile was her answer,
as she grade- her protectress that in a few
rmeastlbs Frey ihnsisand would return. Dearly did
the Gaudy Dens the sweet gill. and she gazed ripen
her with a tierieag of reverence, as she felt the
beant.r of :ter clmia--.er, and the holiness of her
yowass Dune. Their dais passed peacefully on,
giorerreVseil sna33- by frequent letters of encourage
ment ag33 .I..ffisterrin from Clarendon, when n mos
save tivinti Lads. Clarendon, announcing her in.
warner sif sasnJi„.g her sister. threw Mrs. Everard
into a sterol - per plexity- To refuse the visit was
trol;sisiss9Zle.ar_d 11 ropes/. Jeannettelo the seruti
ay of Oars woman of the world equally so. Jean.
netts. herself immediately proposed reinainieg in
her corn a:wistroesits until the lady lett. Iler
heart iegena beast, she knew not why, at the idea
uirteraz isti..3er the Fame roof with RiniCoO'S Mo
il Owe. mod when she first caught a tone of her
v. Kee as sate passed at a distance, she wept with
cot bean &isle to give a season for her tears.
A alight cc two before the intended departure
algae tudy„ Jeannette felt .nore than usually op
. pressed ties threw open her window, arid gazed
earth rape= the beauty ol the scene It was calm
mull eleas.and the blosisons that clustered beneath
st„ ulnae frarrarre was "borne upon the night
cried:" were ghitering in the moonbeams. It
was mit..:2a.:41.1„. and although so late, sho felt no
icielscsadaa, to retire. Her tho.:glits were afar
sorb the wonderer, and she thought of all his
love, aid the state of lowly dependence from
orarah se Lad rescued her, with a feeling of van
eratmen nest .gr, slithers, blended with the deep
~rwin.., deli:awe of woman, till tears mingled with
the ptiris-er she murmured for his safety. A light
sharchar szasfiressil her erre where stir sat. flow
lea: s e gems:nisi she was incapable of telling,
bat she rite-nil fii.isi an uneasy cream in wonder
.at the p_silacei an winch she had fallen asleep.
tier Lam was damp with the night dew, and
1 gathertizz ii 7 its r.csh folds she was preparing to
seek her bed. :siren a distant grating sound fell on
her ear. 'e isteleued„ and again she hoard it, as
if Setae mere was attempting to force a window.
:Rue cantreraly approached one from which she
bad a linear of the front entrance, and plainly dis
h tierssitshed a ladder planted against the house.
TlJerrisiag a isbarr9 over her brad she stole gently
i from the room to that part of the house where the
seesaws sle.p. II- Nut* feeling of self intruded,and
thricsrs late tea was a shade paler, her step was
Cs®_ tulyir....ensg the door of the room of an old
'aersoiet ml Mrs. Everard's, she wont directly up
to the Exed„ aril rousing him gently, whispered in
deep ceresserattradevl acre i.t.e.—
... "ifita.elh 2 cony mistress ts in danger—there are
persons cove caw attempting to force an entrance
taro she ...,saer... Hush! make no noise for your
Life,, Lk a+ sr.se the men servants, and come quick
to she se.-net dam:"
She hued no tone for more, for a loud scream
Essima op.oa bet - ear—she sprung from the room
Into the pasisage—another and louder shriek made
it heir heart Imes% siva within her, but rallying all
~' her eau agates she rim swiftly along in the direc•
I Cron crews twilocil it proceeded, and paused almost
Mr:sail' lie.s . tbssise the door at lady Claroudon. A
'srrtlt.na snorted as of di:loess, left her not a moment.
Liz ristFai.: and bursting open the door she re
=sled a iii.airaegd in 150rr....r. A strong and dark
• ki.. li , ritiff.:-.ass Iliad drawn a harikerchiel round
',Me taii.l. - silasaa„ and she was already purple in the
fame- 41.- arise caused LIEU to turn round, and the
bean "in..iiii vas tisse_d_scd her own danger, had only
t nine to VIM% pass hien, and catch the handkerchief
titans hi' meek .ii.uel rarer her up, when she felt her
can isaistu. pa:sped tipb:l3, and a glittering weapon
r caAurt..tunst ~,du.:..c 6iririb,-...41 She did not scream—She
raid acs era visad as his laugh rang through the
aprommegar.samanag felt that death was near, stud her
t sums wens 0.,7 in prayer. Whether it was her firm
ruesi , at tin ¢d miL , iche parity that intinii ated the
indlilini shoe knew mot. trot the knife glanced aside, and
Cast nest ,scorn, in the dLsor. Ere he could draw it
teach. the !mom we,. filled with the sertants and Mrs.
Es - crank said tie was secured_ All necessity for eX
eirtrto• 15 - 4stoirrir. sad she fainted. When she recur
eines, sate Sanas] lit-rbell upon a sofa in her own room,
sad sasinall be mormus races.
•-Wlirier awn 1E....." she exclaimed, starting up with
the enspiress,,nn ef ie.:Erse fresh on her mind.
"With frirraes, any dear girl," said Mrs. Everard,
foramg iler to ter hew; ...and free from canger, but
how indent do we ail .crwe your'
From sass Ci.oistuers of the man, they gathered
than he Lail beard of the arrival of the countess at
Jigs, Eserratni(s„ and knowing her to be wealthy, had
feft a pan eDsatat.hlle belonged at a little distance,
trill hie had steamed all entrance • but her screams ex
anperarasl and tearful ci detection, he resorted
en th omits elemand mode of silencing Emir.
La ceitnegsse i m e of the fright and agitation she had
inntespane, the lady was confiued ter a few days to
her rooms; and Jeannette m ain resumed her employ •
incurs- Tlbe thund eseaeing ' alter, she was pia) tug a
assert atidl plbeadirse air, when the countess suddenly
eisrestml- She rose hastily, and stood blushing and
toraidifas theinr.atai the earnest gaze of the mother of
her haisatiand. The proud lady stooped and kissed
her turew. •' 4 l - ciong and beautiful maiden," said she,
'lna tease sawed my Isle , 1 know not who you are,
!wt lea:metier Ikatia 3 On ash of the lady of Clarendon,'
it shalt' was d a.,iad 3 on-"
Jezonsente's fonthead was stained with crimson one
monaitsw, *a& sdne toinned deadly pale the next, as
kneel iag thithine her. .he answered:
"Scar adocazusi. and talmsing, lady, is all I seek."
slime easy to love such a One as
thaws." widths. 2,4.35 1163 . b a smile, "but I must know
mini Wir wpm. wham I must bestow this blessing.".
—IL - pna the wide rd s oar absent son, lady," she re
oral an air of gentle dignity, "and the
wily hut= sasearaveis is the blessing of has parent."
The Lally -warted hark in airouishment, and looked
at Mrs Eserand„ Isrlio had entered the room, fur an
stiitlaseasami. In a tea wands, simple, but full of fee-
Abe vita the CS C.II:S of the past months Lady
Clareadzio ar-sis a woman of the world, and Cow deem •
turscspissiesis =sae leelin•s—but she had a warm
fists". shaft early swans had somewhat chilled.
Thuagilas a caber -airs came over her, and she re
aseruhestsl.. two is civin , sp ohe who had loved her
to intial a fisher's stera ea:meant], and wedding
sal. *We had passed through life with blighted
ad r ectaircs- Her pride was lulled to rest; as she
Mcogka cB ale Ihigh-- , niNied girl "who had risked so
mu eta liar Asa - - ,.. 4171.101 female= them to a life of sor.
more' arm her carsason to herself—"No!" and
utOrlat Nato liber soars and Jeannette waited trem-
biome* Ls— bar mews words, she laid her hand upon
cloredusarinuz enneeis date laver, as she solemnly
•155ina yen aay sweet and noble chili!, and may
ynui Par n5E...a era Saar Faun , (ore," and amidst many
tears &car Ler an &ter bosom.
A yewir kscil gaze by, acida,,,vin the young Earl of
Canna= set dica wiz.= bus native shores. His hear•
boniaktitt instAi laiiktin as be came In view of Mrs.
Esesnces.irthwiuna lx iliun; bat it sunk within him
as he mar, dun snatoriptinc in the servants' rooms, the
Owners ware cloi.aL '‘Vsth a far. boding of some
thin turrog. be ESIMPr o and &I Hugh presented him
self,
"Ma me is your midst: en 7" was his hurried ques-
"..41 the csatle with Saar mother, my lard." sa.tl
th e me., as be ilauked as surprise span his agitated
&es-
"Ainil—isay wide," lie was about to say, but recol
km= &Masaill. tweed laand-1y away, and throwing
hussiddirms his imineMze. he told them to drive on to
the I meak,, where he car received with open arms
Ers- @creme¢er and aunt- The cexttlay was his birth
day, cut &read Prryaratioas having been made to cel-
elislre in, kz,s
was hailed with every item-
I:llL.462:=ltcapes.
Mrs- Ere-rani dzr be-r nephew aside, and told
Etna thwtt as she was obliged to visit his mother, that
she had =lrani leatemete to pass the time with her
hasbaut's —So you so-e- my dear Roscoe I
hale plaza paw trees ttre in safe hands, and as you
mama Beare ea visit her 'till after to-morrow, you
mast clew yr.tor aad do honor to your guests by
astussisz thwes. la.m met so certain Jeannette would
6nel as asai:ma IL3 rem to you." and with an arch
enure stue Eel him.
•••• • " *
• s
The halals d Ciarealow Castle resounded with
min% ami rerel:ry—bort there was no smile upon the
!iv el it. mi.a.t.:r. Ilte waudere 1 4 1, 111, re-llces and
BY ROBERT WIJITE MIDDLETON
uneasy. The sound of distant music fell on his ear,
and there was something in it that soothed his bar
rimed spirits, and he drew near the room (ruin which
floated such bewitching harmony. The lady sat with
her back towards him, but his 'pother, and Beaumont,
who was one of the few who surrounded her, beckon
ed him in. A veil hung in loose folds around her
person, and concealed her features. She rose from
her seat, and at the same moment, lady Clarendon
raisin; the veil, said :
'•lt is in this way that I punish the want of confi
dence in my son," aild rich in beauty, and rearmed
into life by the Promethean touch of mind, he clasped
to his bosom his own .Jeannette.
"IVhat think you of NOV peasant bride !" n.
Roscoe of his friend, as she gracefully returned
greehm; of her husband's kindred and dequai .lances
to whom his stately mother presented her- 4 .ls . she
not lovely ?"
"Lovely' indeed, and good too withal," replied his
friend in a melanchnlly tone, as he glanced toward his
own gay and thoughtless wife, the once courteJ ilTiss
Leston. "I would that Maria possessed but a grain
of yon fair girl's gentleness. Her jealous whims em•
bitter every moment of toy life."
"Jeannette shall try her influeure over her," was
Roscoe's reply—" Perhaps her magic wand may
transform her."
"Pray heaven It may, for Um-re is but liitic hap
[teas for either "
And she did transform the proud and haughty girl,
into a being gentle an herself; for her sweetness and
pursuasion made her to see her own folly, and in the
renewed confidence and happiness of liis•marricd life,
George Beaumont acknowledged that he blessed the
hour in which his friend wedded his peasant bride.
Hingham, Angus!, 183 S.
Popular Errors.
1. That a contract, made on Sunday, is no
binding.
2. That those who aro loudest or most unceas
ing in their profes.ions of regard for the People
are the People's truest friends.
3. That genuine courage is shown by vaporing
or bravado
4. That it is consistent with the character of a
gentleman, to smoke in a stage•conch.
5. That green, or unseasoned wood,-is as good
for making fires, as dry,-or seasoned wood.
6. That, in order to exclude a child from a share
in his father's estate, the father's will must give
him something, however small; or mention him,
in any manner.
7. That hot bread,or any bread less than tw•e
ty-four hours old, is wholesome.
8. That excessive familiarity is not dangerous
to friendship. When I hear two men, whose in
timacy does not date from childhood, calling each
other "Tom," and "Nat," I look for a specdy,and
perhaps a violent death to their friendship. True
friendship is not only shown, but otrongthenFd,by
mutual respect.
9. Thttt u lawyer, to succeed in his prefession,is
obliged to utter falsehoods.
10. That those who are constantly, talking of the
dishonesty of other people, ale themselves honest.
11. That the citation of many books or tho use
of learned words, is a sign of learning.
12. That persons who clamor for practice as bet
tor than theory, and aru celebrated by themselves
and their friends as practical men,are always more
trustworthy than those whom they derideAm utlmo
rists." The former have usually nouido but
their own (often narrow) experieiitlt: the latter
sometimes have the lights gathered by a thousand
clear and active minds, during ages of diligent and
enlarged observation. A properly constructed
theory is the methodized, the digested result, of
what has been seen and done by hundreds of "prac
tical men."
13. That n first lore is necessarily purer, or
stronger, than a second, or third, or fourth love.
14. Thnt keeping, the door open in cold wCather
s conductive to heolth.
15. That other frople have not as many, or au
great causes of unhappiness, as ourselves.
16. That any simpleton will do for a legislator.
17. That a rnan,whom his neighbors would not
trust with a hundred dollars of their own money,is
fit to be trusted with the most important public
interests.
18. That EDUCATION consists only in being sen
to school; ot in book learning.
19. That political consistency is shown by ad
hering constantly to the same men, through all
their changes of conduct and opinion.
20. That it is urcossisTENcir, to think with
one party on some points, - 4 ..1 with an opposite
party on other points.
Senlinient.
Hon. SERGEANT S. Pas:cuss, the distinguish
ed and eloquent Representative of Mississippi in
Congress, in the course of a speech to his fellow
citizens at Vicksburg, made the following just and
pertinent remarks on sectional prejudice and true
National feeling. Shall they not be read and heed
cd3 The inculcation of such sentiments was never
More necessary.
"i could pity those foolish men, whose
patriotism consists in hating every thing be
yond the limited horizon of their own oar
row minds; but contempt and scorn will nut
allow of the more amiable sentiment. It is
said against me, that I have Northern feel•
logs. Well, so I have; and Southern, and
Eastern, and Western; and trust that I shall
ever, as a citizen of this Republic, have li
berality enough to embrace within the score
of my feeling both its cardinal points and its
cardinal interests. Ido not accuse those
who differ with me, of a desire to dissolve
the Union. I know among them as honest
and honorable men as belong to any party;
but I do most seriously ballot . ° that the Un
ion cannot. long survive such kind of argu•
went and feeling as that to which 1 havo
alluded. Indeed,ifsuch sentiments are well ,
founded,it ought not to continue—its Aj..cte
and uses have ceased. Still do I most fer
vently pray that such a catastrophe may be
averted—at least, that• my eyes may not
witness a division of this Republic. Though
it may be a day'of rejoicing for the . dema•
gogue, it will prove a bluer hour for the
good man and the patriot. Sir, there are
some things belonging to this Union which
you cannot divide.: you cannot divide the
history of the past, the recollections of Lex
ington and Bunker Hill; you cannot divide
the bones ofyour Revolutionary sires--they
would not.lie still away from the ancient
battle-grounds where they have slumbered.
And the portrait if the Father of his Coun
try, which hangs in the Capitol--how much
of it will WI to your share when both that
count') and picture shall be dismembered?"
Dodge, the Canadian refugee, is in New .
York pri , ?oit for debt.
LIVIIOLE NO: 451.
The following eloquent and beautiful, extract is
front the "Village Graveyard," written by the Rev.
Mr. Gner.x woon, of Boston:
"1 never shun a graveyard—the thought
ful meta nclndy which it inspires is grateful
rasher than disagreeable to MC; it gives me
no pain to tread on Ihd green roof of that
dark mansion, whose chambers I Must oc
cupy BO soon—and I often wonder from
choice ton place where there is neither soli•
lode nor society; something human is there
—but the filly, the bustle, the vanities; the
pretensions, the compet;tions, the pride or
humanity are gone—men are there,but their
passions are hushed, and their spirits are
still—malevolence has lost its power of harm:
Mo.—appetite is sated; ambition lies low
nod lust is cold; anger has done raving, all
disputes are ended, all revelry is over, the
fullest animosity is deeply buried, and the
most dangerous sins are safely confined by
the thickly piled clods ofl he valley; vice is
dumb, and powerless, arid virtue is waiting
in silence, for the trump of the Archangel,
and the voice of God."
"LOT'S WIFE."
Mr. Colman, in his agricultural address
last week, illustrated the filly of modern fe
male education by an anecdote. A young
"0
man who had fo ~41.,..vhi1e remained in
t ffilluseless le n plated by "a half pair
of scissors,".at seriously determined he
would proc him a wife. He got the
"refusal" of ono who was beautiful and lash
ionably- accomplished, and took - her upon
trial to his home. Soon learning that she
knew nothing s either how to darn a stocking,
or boil a potato, or roast a hit of beef, ho
returned her to her father's house, as hav
ing been weighed in the balance and found
wanting. A suit was commenced by the
good lady, but the husband alleged that she
was not "up to the sample," and of course
the obligation to retain the commodity war,
not binding. The jury afflicted a fine of a
few dollars, but he would have given a for
tune rather than not be liberated from such
an irksome engagement. "As well might
the farmer have the original Venus de
Medicis placed in his kitchen," said the ora
tor, "as some of the modern fashionable
women." "Indeed," continued he, "it would
be much hotter to haye Lot'.s wife standing
liere, for she might elis'ver 'pne.useful put
poae—she might salt has bacon!"
VARIETY IS THE SPICE OP LIFE. -A girl
advertises in a New York paper, that she
wants a husband. and, that she would "pro•
for a subtreasurer." The object of that
girl is variety, she means to have at least a
dozen husbands before she dies. She in-
tends to select a sub treasurer each time,
knowing that.he will probably run away in
a mouth and ;nave her free to choose a suc
cessor to fill his place.—Prentice.
CURE FOR THE WHOOPING COUGH.--
Take one tea-spoon full 'of fresh sweet oil,
and grate nutmeg on it, merely to cover the
oil, then mix together, and administer it
morning and night, which, if given in its
early stage, generally affords relief in 4 or
5 days.
POJT VS. PAC E.—The Editor oftbo New
Orleans Herald bays, he 'would rather mar
ry a pretty foot than a pretty face.''
The Editor of the Boston 'rimes there.
upon asks, 'What is this but sayingi that ho
had rather have a pretty kick than a pretty
kiss?'
'WHERRY PARTICULAR.'-A some what
noted banker, not a thousand miles oft, dur
ing the heavy reverses which over took him,
sought consolation in hts prayer bock every
morning. No sooner howcver, was the
sacred volume closed, than he would utter
in rapid succession, the most violent and ab
horrent oaths, against his ill fortune, and
those whom he imagined to be the authors
of his reverses. 'My dear,'—said his wife
to him one morning after prayers, while he
was venting forth h:s imprecanons—'Do for
mercy sere leave olf praying oe swearing,
I don't care which.''
HARD Tigris.--The editor of the Vevay
Tithes unless some of his subscribers
Tad him smile oats, la shall again have to
ecd his horse upon exchange papers.
LOOK Our.—We have seen sonic cun•
ningly devised counterfeits of one dollar
Delaware notes, altered to twenty dollarS.
They are so well executed that close scru
tiny is necessary to detect the theft;
GOOD.—The "Bank of the United States,
in Now York," redeems all the igsues of
the "Bank of the United States to Pennsyl
vania." •
8AD.... -There i; a most unwelcome rn•
port abroad today; nothing less than the late
Collector of this port, Famuel Swartweut,
Esq., who is now in Europe, bus left his
accounts deficient some million & a quarter.
"There is- but one thing, this year, 'to
complain- of against the administration, and
that is, there is no pig corn2l/V.H. Patriot.
If such be the fact, there wilt be a tre
mendous squealing in the administration
ranks before spring.— W. Tiuses.
CARRYING OUT TILE Pntwerpr.r.—The
Lockport Courier states that a Postmaster
st Lewistown, I'sleW York, adminiStered the
oath to his cierk in the following form—
"l soleint,ly swear that I will support the
constitution of the United States, and :NW.
tin 'Van Buren."'
MR. J.i711E3 riloNnos, one of the tebig ,
candidates elected to congress, in the city of
New York, is a Virginian by birth, end
of the lute president 3Ionro".