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. 4 4 Iran ' ' -atBBWKaBaacrPfcawi t my. A Family NewspaperDevoted lo Education, Agriculture, Commerce, Markets, General Intelligence, Foreign and Domestic Nevs. VOL. 2. NO. 34. PLYMOUTH, INDIANA, THURSDAY, OCTOBER 27, 1853. WHOLE NO. 8G.

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. ...Tlit. .riL. ..... I i 1 : rrr'n a'jjvo terms win oe .incu heral o I '.,i-..r hft !Uivtinued until atl; arr? r r ire pit I. u.ilejsatthe optior ol the I - . . Pu lf?aer. THS F.lItilS.TS DAUuiirER. BT ü. W. UTLETT. T'ir is n pli-f in the world mnre j-iy tu th tit a firmtrü house. T. I k not of the res built and inhibited by mr ch-iil princes, nor of rich mrtn3 rmnitry . ,. with the Sedti. lor tll-y win not compare mi nie o t h m i tf g-ntle joys an I pecefdl etimtortj. In 'lie one roil tmv trea, UiDii Ii.ki cirpeis. u I i-- tni ?neit.. i mirrors, r li, ten to more ianiouab!e m.isii: fron cost I v p'nnos; bul in the oth r you ca.. hear the swe-i voice of ttie fanner' ilmgNter. singiiiÄ Inppy ""as a.iless hi t beautiful; and thre re irints Of w iter, t leir a3 rnsttl. over which vhen you ben I ilj.vn. in th'ir chaste depths you ci. i see your f ice. And then while too often in th- ri.-h miu's li.tuu-iher-are jalouies and h--rt burnt ngs. in the firm houss there are happiness an i Content. U w fooüsh are they who pine for wealth an I grin leur! N-ita!r 'riu !iap piitess nor love, nor coutentm-nt. Money will n it p iichis-'tt single worthy Ite.rt. n.jr all the grin leur in the world s-cor tru frie.i tship an 1 l-ue. If you won 1 ' Kh..,vdo rihl be content with a h ;n lUil Ol -r J" tl C .. .1.. . ! I lilfO ill V er itrtiigle f r great wealth or wealth or fame ors. such ftlse stars would live a life ol - chs u t such in teor -ol. n er. if jou pii-e mii I joy. ..... . ! . Y. a Ytttltt v- 1 ! rrs t( ' .. g - i.irui- r s home, which was oni l inn a i . i -r..ftiAW&iir i il i ur i i i i i c iiiri i HI 1.1' lll!ll)l'Xl III III' n'MKI. 1 ll'- " l i 'oi'i'i 71 . . 1j lay a fv miles from lh9 beailtilui ,, , C oiuecticut river in a rilley ol grea b'4iiy. Ringes of lofty mountains tret.rh I fir W.IV to til- X-irlh au I 3 ofih Oil ejihr h.il. wliite ttirouijh the valley l .1 f b-autiful stream, cill-l by the In-.. mi a dims, v-ars b f.ire. the Tunxis Si tir- N il. th- owner f ih firm. T 1 tr i IV,- "I lUrt fifui-T. il w s generous and yet crefuJ; h'artily atl.ch-d to his church and religion. b l li;t UilcourieotlS to these beIou;io4 lo otlier -c'S: tu lepen leni as a lor I. but plain an I kind. H wag hinl-g.-lf -i Inrl working mm, and hid received o ilv a coin ui i.i-school education; y-t fr.n -ir'ful o is rv-itimi. aula studious tum n hil suu'l his mini with a gr"i d-Mt of us f.ll k.io.vledge. Si lint with his I' r i a tli ve powers, notwilhstan . imh'u suu hufiit couij.lexioii and hi hirl Inn he wa- beitrr Ptted to take his s- it am strong-miu led inn of inl'.lert. tfini mniy iil-.tl who ha r-i:ei v - 1 1 all th- e In aii iti to be got at schools lid Colleg-S. Hi farm wis not a very targe one. but r - . ... 1 ... I vt. w.'ll tided, .ml loik-d very beauii i

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ful :u t'i 'in n t tim. There were acres 'g'tiy. Claries nearu triem in silenc. Of II w ils n:i it. where the drum oft he was not ple:isd with the cold a-n-tlirs pitril- v he,ir l, and the chirp of j tences of the preacher, but ventured to th sq urrel, an I th s o.iga of many birds, j ask Who was that young lady, who sung Tii-r- w-re ac res, too. of corn n't as, I the choir, with Huhum hair and blue

u i rve. wiving in the wind, au I fields j ef uiim wii griss cjuUI any thin be j ra r- b'lutiful? His wif wisalt kin in-ss aid gMitlene4. mil wis bless I ky all who were in dUire. fir in. lei arouul. She had two children El -arl -vh i wts twenty, and Alice, wh wis rigVren. An I mv pen fahers when I try to d g -sibe the farm -r s diuhter gentle AUce N-ü. H-T loriii Wus slight an I ve.-y graceful, her face Was th- very picture ol q liet love, and her tjz. though b!u- as ihi sky abive her had. woul I som titn"S spirkle so, an t loo't so fall of g ee, ge.ule an I flight, an I ten I rU furasO wis. tint a sträng r wo.jt I siy tint sh- ful wit an I airong iii;elie.:l. is V"II as i g-iitle-h-ari-ln.s Au I s'l ii i I: but her kin lu-s as: l h-r love were irou-r Inn anything els-. H r heart was even stronger than her hsad. Th minister who preached thit day vr is a yo.i.i in hi. with less herl ibnn lh old pistor h id. (he Ii id ! -tl a few months b-f r.) but with in ire tees of oratory. H? wis no'. Si plain uf .he old minister, but fie used fiuer lauguig aill mil- bet-

te. gestures, though with all his rhetoric j !een. only it was not so quid, and still, he did nut touch ill hearts of hearers I au I holy. Bit th- ol i mm. with his gny Inirs ao I ; Mrs. Parsons lay ill, very ill, upon her treui lions voice, w n eloqneni. au I often j cou. h, und it seemed to her at times alCause. I th- tears to fl i.v Ir on lh- ey.-s of; mol as ii God had deserted the family, tho) aroun I him. Whn ht spok- f I lor h. r liusbiod wa ded, and they were the gnve tfi-r- wis a toa :hing t-oderness j poor, and now she was sick if she should a. l 1 awe. in his voice, as if h- f-lt thai il'die wfnl would becotn of Ellen? There wis soon to be hi own horn-; and when tvas ail old and ever faithful servant IJ-t-

h- talked of fieaveo u was vidi such teirs ofjy tint the. au lieuce wept too. like chil Iren. Tie old pastor loved Alice Neil; for' he hi I htptizi I hr, au lled her g-mly , along into the inr.s of ti church, and! ft 3tr2 to hiai gfght r?f rronlröijf

. beauty to sec so f.iir an 1 sweet a giri ofj fr up h"r Iif to be devoted to G.kI.

But death h id s'rikeu the wnl mm, and his wife and child wer left wiihoa rnoner or lan Is The ho.ise thsy lived in was ; the ir own. and ihat was all Mrs. Parsons it t u . i ... i . t . i. ; an i iirr i.u"iuer po55C5sru. aim me inuwi- ?. . , ,, , i t btiuday tn the mi week of jitn;' nid the bells of the v il Use church w-r ' j ringing plea-'jnllj , hol i I y out on the: I uinmer air. The morning was hot. but ill' o inr nf roses ami flowe was in th - air. and tli? mountain sides were green with t?ie levr-s ol trs; and the jrass was read to be moan in the fields, and the grain looked yellow as gold, while the corn leaves trembled in the sft south win I. The farmer lived not far from the t

fbtirh n.l c-t .vlil, 1,; r.tnilv ...lishould sneak words of consolation to her!

I 47 .; f Hitiin.l Ii- worhin nlTfiil. NT,-r t (. Alj.e - j, )(tuk swe,.ter lndl, when. vLiun Sabbath m.irning. dressed . . , . . , . . . .. . .

ook in her hand, sh- walked to ci urch. back; hut if Ellen I should dk" j Elim was bending over her mother like "She u very ill poor 'roman!" replied side, he sink upon her knees. There was Sfie always 9UU4 iu the chair, and any! "You you will not die. mother, " re- j an angel of patience, and it was difficult I he. und that was all. He did not feel in ! a look of agony, intense and bitter, upo.ie could eee that, when thrt ol I Squire I pled the young girl, bursting into tears ! to say which wus the pales; the molhj the mood for idle ulk. ( 0lI ltt face aQd he tears ran (lown'liht

iooKed up at her Irom Ins seat down m i he bo lv of the lious", his eves seemed to Hoisten with love and tendvriie&s. 13. il if Hie villagers mourned th- old ,iiiur as they list-iied to the berinon oi :tie nww one who was only preaching mi urohdiiou' th re wts on- fsoiiy. that of Mr. Withers, which was well jjieaaed. He was a wealthy, retired merchant. fr um N-w Yoik. where he made his in. miey rapidly in speculation, and hnd com nek io his native, jouii, biiilt himself u ; , . . hminhi manv a, re- I i i.id . u 1 et oofr- r od .. : I -m.. n ills two daughters. Miss Sarah and "i r e," J ..... ...... with the j y Mf Appleti:. and liked his polite .vs twlWf Umi lfje numble demeanor ! f 0,j r. Parsons. I ,hHi. jln.. ,.h ,i t i they . . ! stranger to dav. and they , , , . " . ! ,o-ou t ol his aciiuiliitance. seemed m fr !"' lit Wut I A II I I -.1 id. h iub e o.ikiii'.' vrniiff man. with j ' ' ' i laik tuir auJ eves an 1 a brow ol ceat 'v-iu,.,u...tua.-i.iii o.'ll.lsi3llk Ulli II . , , . ui-t. Aim one could see he was a real 1 L , , , g-ntlemjii, lor he w.ia mo lest and seeml.u i I i' .,i I i r mm c- .... I . .-j. . . . f1 . . . . i ' I l.l rjnprl llii. .l.nn u n ro urn,.. . i -il it. in .iwi ill' Uli Ml 111 II'. I I UU I . 1 , "' J "io ii ii vii'i ir III rsk 111 J II . . , . , , in the world. He was the sou of an old r , v . lr ,. f.unly in V-w lu.K. a,M olgn-auml,!,, hui hat l-.n.iy w-s uot devoted io fashion merely, lur U paced goodness above all till Cliarles Divenport was the only son of parents who loved him, and his mother had given him piou- rounds, and he had proiittedby tliem. He h ol come to spend j ..e. rrh,, ii.e.ui.r y , . ,a f oi a at i he earnest reu urit of H-iirr Wi Ibers, r i. :.. .u.. i:..i. -ii . . ro j . who had ouch saved hi life in lhat citj, ami whom he had eier loved, though he w.is in miuy things unworthy of Ins ove. lhe Misses Wnhc-rs wi proud to ihink that ihe. wealthy Clurles Davenport was iheir guest. Wiien ihe meeting wa3 over and they Ind returned to their line muisiou, they discussed, as w.ts their custom, the merits of the new pastor, and Uuded him IB I 1 f .1 i'3sf - j 0h." replied Annie Withers, "it was! Allice N i', the daughter of old farmer Neil. They have a small farm the other side of the village.'' "And she is the prettiest girl in town." added Henry Withers, who delighted ill vexing his proud sisters. "1 am sure she is not beautiful," replied Annie, and if she were, her ignorance and vulgar ininuers would not allow her to go in good society." "Alice N'-il, ignorent and vulgar!" said Harry. '"Has she net always beeu at i cho d, and is she not as graceful as beaui tiful? Cüirles Divenport heard in silence all ihat was said, and excusing himself, went up t-j his chamber to see the sun set, and to wi ness the close of the holy day alone, au luw-iy from the conversation of the sisiers. The sun went slowly down behind the western range of mountains, and the clouds in tfie west grew crimson and golden and gorgeous, and then the tints faded slowly, and at the ias. the evening star came out. The next day was as fair and glorious a on t as tr- Sibbalh had - sy. who clung to ifieir sorrow and pover ty, but shi rouM not support her gentle girl. Au I she 'bought of this, the tears ran town h-r pile cheek, and while she n-ds weeping, Ellen entered, Dt mother! why do you weep?" "V not ask, my child. I am not

stroi ;: new as I used to be, and I weep almost without a cause."

"But you are in pain mother. I know that vou suffer let me do something fur von!"' i Sh was onlv fourteen years of i . , t ami iner was on tier Toung lacf a sorro'v ful v ss which miny S'iid betokened an early grne. Cut sho wus exquisitely b -aiit ifdl. too friir and t'title, an I street tn live where thre is sorrow and trouble. ; Her hair was light, her .ftce very pale, and her eves of soft blue. The tears i st&rto ! into thematonre when she saw j her mother weep, and she put her soft ! arms about her ueck and said: Do not weep mother why should J vou be unhappy? Is not father in hi'appvf Is no; tatner in heven, and should we wish him back here?" It seemed strange that to young a eirl i - i mother: and the stricken woman looked j i her at first, as she thought it was an i angel comforting her. instead of Ellen. j "No." said she. "I do not wish him j as ine inougui striiCK uer u migiii not oe j tm. 'Yen, my child, it is that, I do not fear death, but what will become of ynu. where will you go?" and she sobbed on her pillow, with Ellen's arms around her neck. Fora moment Eile-n was ovrr - come with sorrow, but shortly dried her ! tears and s-.id with a sweet calmness. I "G,,d wil1 ,akf (:are of !r,e ! Jl,sl lhen lh?t "'a3 a sl,4ht knock at th cha iber door and the fithful nurse ' en,rr,,t' a,i,l said: "Alice Neil ha cune,' i nr,:! !Mg "P d was soon in the ! ntiS of he r d ea r f r ie nd , How kind of you. Alice, to come o j 1 often nn I hriti'r - many thiius. an! j mol" lovt, )'u. I believe ttS welt t mP conu d,lJ to:nfurl !ier. for he is sad to-day." And the farmer's daughter sat down by j ic a urn. sou uuiuioeu ine urm.ci.irs j the hid brought for the old pastor's wife, Ur-.d us she pressed them upon her, she talked s gentle and kindly, and with such cheerfulness, that the sick womin's i I; I 1. J L U I t tears dried awav. tor days she had i , , , .-, , , ; come and sat there, until her voice and i , . .v , I I . ., nil I widow, an I she wept with Ellen, and .hm. . I i, -I .. I . t ! tuen made her smile it mtehl have been ' , , . e . a surro tul smile, but it was one of restgwa9 HU MIlgei tu bolIl öyf,, . lvj anil onff leanrJ Qn h,f EU(.fl j u.ff lhe t.k fUüm a liujQ while -nJ th,u Mrs. Persons said: Allice 1 feel thut it is very doubtful if I ever g-t well; and if 1 do not. what will become of my poor child?" Do not talk ho." replied Alice. You ; willlive i et for a long lime to gladden! t .. . 1 1 -r . i . L . . us all but if" she could not speak the wur.ls. it seemed too dreadful for her to talk of death. "Ii I should die." SiiJ tha woman as if in supplication -Ihen be sure so Ions as Alice Nil ha. a home Eilen shall share it. She shall share my Joys, and 1 will love her as a sister; 1 have no other in the world." Uless you for those words God bless you!" cried Mis. Parsons. When Alice left the room, Ellen fullowed her out into the yard, and said: "Allice do you think that mother " the tears gushed from her eyes, but she continued -Do vou think sha must must die?" and when she fiad uttered these words, she hid her head on Alice's bosom and cried as if her heart would ! brek. I It was sometime before Alice spoke. 1 but Ellen raised her eye3 mournfully she answered."! hope not, Ellen,' but the look lhat accompanied the word said more; her gentle heart was stricken with the truth, a..d she whi&perel, "Good bye, Alice; when she is gone you will love me will yuu uot? Good-bye!" and she ' ran back to her mother's side. Alice had not walked far before she met the stranger she had seen the day before. He stopped and sid: "Will yuu excuse my rudeness, Mies Neil?" At first she was going to run away, but he looked so earnest and kind, and his whol'i bearing so gentlemanly, that she stopped and raised her eyes to his, but blushed and quickly dropped them again. "If you will pardon me fee stopping a strauber." said he in soft tones. "I want to ask about the widow of the. parsonage, 1 h ve heard all about her aud her sorrows, aud your kindness to them." "And she is very poor is she not?" he asked. "She is, but she has friends who love her, and n ill never let her suffer,' replied Alice, moving on. "Stay n moment. Miss Neil," he said. ' You would think more kiudly of ma if you knew my heart toward this poor woman. I am lich, here, take her this money, give it to the sick woman, aud say to her that ten times this is hers whenever she wants it. and that it comes from a tranger who will uever sue her or hers suffer. " In a moment ho was gone. 8hs looked

at the bills he had forced into her little i basket: they amounted to fiftr dollars.

She wept for joy. for she knew it would cheer the heart of the sick widow; and that niht, she lay upon her pillow, for the first time her rest was broken and I her dreams were feverish. It va3 not strange, for few young men possessed the attractions that Charles Davenport pos-s-ssd. and there is a fascination in a no - Me sp rit, for the gentle and lov;ng Alice could not forget his fair face and noble brow, nor his generous spirit; but had a person told her she was iti love, she would ! havr sincerely denied it. The uext morning Alice rose earl v md, Id j while the dew TTbS yet on the rass. went ii me oui parsonage, ane asKecl the j nurse as ehe entered the. house, how uns ! Mrs. Tarsons. and was pained to learn that she hud onssed a bad nirht. In a t ...0 ; few moments she entered the sick room, Mrs. Parsons did look worse, her fuce had j almost the hue of death: and there was a ; look in her eyes which was unearthly. i er b or tne uaugnier a lace, it was evi - dent thatshs hadnotslepteny that night. i and there was a sorrow on her young! 1 face which it was sad lo look upon. j 1 When Alice entered, ehe sprang up and j put her arms around her neck and kise.l ; i her, and then took her seat at the bed side without speaking. Her heart wa too full of orrof to speak. God bless you for cumins here:" said; j the sick woman, "the aight of your face! ; does me good. x;ien stioiiu 0 an'i rest. eaid-AUce. I a ! kindly; - let me take her place awhile No! no! dear mother, let me stay i - ; here; 1 could not sleep were I away." "Uu you wi-.l be ill if you do rot. ... . j ured Ali.e. -Go that you may have re j j ncw-d strength to nurse your mother.' j j At length s ;e conseuted to lejve the ; j room, and when s!.e ws gone, Alice gave!

iuc uiuuej iu.iis. tamous, viiucu Cyiiariebjoo in uic ungt: ui o wiin inougu , j Davenport had crowded into her little j iheta lovers, nor did they think them-j j bsU?t, and told her all that he had ssid. j selves so.

j lhe tears ran down the poor sick woman's J cheek, as bhe said: For Ellen's sake I take it, and tell him. Alice, that God will bless him for his kindness." Alice stayed awhile, and promising to return shortly and spend the whole day. walked back to her home. What was uc iuiuor w iioa it., w;,k-. nd Charles Divenport were there. The! former introduced tue latter, and Alice bluthed beautifully as he took her hand.! j i'icity soon old farmer Neil came in und I.. 6a id -Well. Ally, how did you ind Mrs. Parsons" Very badly, father, I fear che will not hw lung. ' Poor woman!" said the farmer with a sigh, and there is little Ellen: 'twill kill j thing." j ''She watched ;y her mother's aide all last night," said Alice, "and she looks pale, and sickly already, and I promts d io go righi back as soon as I told you and mother." Just like you, Ally. -Your mother was just sayin that the would watch ! VTth her to night; so go quick as you tan uiLn a I it . "Here is a carraige at the door." said Charles Davenport. "I will walk back lo Mr. Withers'c, and Henry shall drive you to the parsonage." Oh, no! 'replied Alice, "I can walk." You have walked there anl back already." said the father, "and you had better take the eller." ail do so." said Henry Withers, "out) I will walk home, and Charles may drire her to Mis. Parsons." Charles made no objections, nor did Alice, and soor. thev were ridiue lojeih.,.i, o er toward the cottage. She told him all that the sick woman said about his kindhearted gift, and he udded: . ....

Would she lei me come once to hr almost loo deep sleep, bedside as you have been? I would like "And do you think she will survive to tell her with my own lips never to! er mother long? Does she not look alfear that herself or her daughter shall ev- ready as if she must soon dies"

er come to want. "1 will ask her," replied Alice. The rest of the way, neither spoke; Alice was too modest, and Charles, from some cause was silent. The carriage slopped before the door, he helped her out. and she ran iu. After he had tied the horse, he entered the pretty little sit ting-room, and as no one was there, drew j himself a chair aud sat down. Iu a few moments Alice catne from the sick room It seemed to him that he had never seen such a beauty before, and her kindness aud grace were touching. As she entered a slight blush crimsoned her cheek as she Said: Mrs. Parsons will see you now; she wishes it." Sue held out her hand to him, as if to : lead him gent ly to the room, luvoluntari ly, and he took it respectfully, but his heart beat faster than before, when he felt her soft trembling hand in his. As he approached the bedside, the widow helj out her hand to him. and thanked , him with a uaivate which started tears ' from his eyel.

"You are very kind and noble." she said, "and Alice, too. God bless vou

both." A thrill ran through his heart as she said, "God bless you both!'' And he told' her that she should never suffer that ! Ellen should not. while he had a dollar: I - 7 that hf had wealth, and what was wealth good for, if not to help the deserving? : As he snid this. Ellen entered the room. &he had been trying to sleep, but looked; stJ ler th"ii ever. j f "And this is Ellen," Slid Cha rles. ' ,' softly end respectfully: "she shall with j yourself always hive friends and happij ness." j She lookfd up sadly at him, as if to ! say " So no more nappmess. Iter pa-,

the i ic face almost startled him, and hejofher suffering and Ellen's bitter sor bade them all adieu, for tears were run- row.

1 nin? down her cheeks. 0 - t When he had entered the parlor at Mr. J Withers', the Missas Annie and Sarah ac-' ! tosted him as to his ride, and the state of ! Mrs. Parson's health. j ".ina Alice eii, now uia you lancy her "She is Terr good to Mrs. Parsons and Elleu," he replied. i "Sjr.ie people make a great show cf do-1 ing good tor the name of the thing," re-; , marked Annie. ! "And other folks." sid Henry Witiier's ; just entering tue room, "neither make a ; great show uor the rchlity. never do any ' good or pretend to do so It was in vain that Annie and Sarah ! i i kiii qutsiioueu Cyiiaries: tie nau tu pootl sense uot to Miriy tae ttate ol nis Heart to them. Almost every day he met Alice. - eurier at in- parsonage or at her lathrl s i "(and gradually he discovered the wealth of' i ...... !

pure love that Uy in her heart. Gradu-; home Ellen to the farmer's home, and ally they became intimate, and learned; were doing all thev could to soften her to love each other, but uot a word ha(" j agonizing sorrow." In the evening he b-u spoken of love, nor was there a per-Utme bi k to Withers", but stalled enrlv

i L I'll uue o-auurui July morning, as Uiarles ; came down into the breakfast room at Mr. i Withers', Htnrvsaid: 'Mrs. Parsons is dead, Charles." 'Dead! ' he replied with sorrow and astonishment, ' dead when did she die?" "Last night, about mid-night." "Alas lor poor, poor Elienl" he said, uud tears ran (rom his eyes. 'She has no money, uor friends where will she go? ' saia tximix.. ' She is rich in friends," said Charles. I indignantly, -'and as for money, I will 'l .l l 1- I til rshare mine with hr before she shall suf fer. "

lhe proud Annie was discomfitted to j When Charles wdS again ir. the village hear him talk so, for she had set her heart jfS . he went atonce to I-r:ner Neil's. upon winning the elegant, wealthy, and Alice and Elim were tigether in theparnob'.e Cliarles Da venport, and all l once lor. the former looking sweetly beautiful, softened her henri toward the orphan child and lhe latter, though sad. " yet more of the old pastor. cheerful than he had ever seen her. As Alter breakfast, Charles rode over to j if guessing the object of his visit. Ellen the house of the dead. It was a fair, still j arose in a little y bile to go out. The beautiful morning, yet the very bints t color crim.ou. d the heek oi Alice as sh were silent. The parsonage, as he stop-1 tried in vain to detain her ai.d they were ped before it. seemed deserted. He en-j alone. ter d the drawing room, no one wasj I will nnt i!e?i rihe what followed. A there, but Alice came in a moment after, half hour afteiwrd.' Charles left ihefarm with her face pale and anxious, and tears house the happier,! f-llow in S . and standing in her sweet, blue eyes. j Alic. with her cheeks very red. her eyes Dead!" he said with sorrow, as he ; fu!l of happy tears, entered the kitchen rose and took her hand, "and poor Ell- search of Ellen.

fcli: .'" i 'im .ir t mere is aomeuiing in sorrow wrucn oiaivco j uuiik iicajiu iroru io lui e eacn love eacn other stronger than before, am'. Alice trembled, but did not start away when he kissed her forehead and said; j "It shall be ours to love El'.en. and to! cheer her stricken heart. Aui where is ' she?" he asked. f "She is asleep, poor thing! I thought i it vould kill her to see her mother a j i; did almost, luu know now tor nights; (! I a aa rias not siepi, ana now all is over, f'om mere exhaustion she is in a deep. "I fear so at times." replied Alice, "but she is young, and perhaps jou will think me an egotist, bul I think she loves me very much, bid il 1 love her tike a sis - ler and watch over her, she may lite and be happy." Two days after, and the whole village followed the remaius of the old pastor's widow lo the grave. Everybody had loved her while alive, and mourned her now lhat she was dead. There is always something touching about a country funeral, where all the neighbors gather together and follow the corpse to its final home, while the solemu village bells toll mournfully; but this scene was sadder than any the villages had w itnessed since the old pastor's death. It wat the custom then, and it is now in that place, to open the coffin lid at he grave, and let all presmi take a last look, and last of all the relations gaze upon the face of the departed, then th'e'draresl friend of the deceased folds, .dow4nviJe. muslin over the dead face, and shuts it away from the human sight forever. Tha

t custom is a siran, almost cruel one, i hut it is still no; t run in mmp n-rtc nf

j New England. When the coffin rested b side the open crave, the lid was raised. and one by one. the villagers looked upon the widow's face, some with tears and sobs, and snnv without visible emotion; though thy were but lew. Cliarles Davenport slood not far from Ellen, who wus leaning upon Alice in a State of wild sorrow. He walked up to the coffin with Annie Withers on his a rin; she giz l down on that placid face. 'for through all the sorrow of ih ( unte- ! nance there gleamed a look of ljolv hapj pines?, without a tear. Bjf Charles burst ; into a Sood of tears as he looked upon th oeaulilul lace belore him, and thought I Ti' - - .t. , i.uia tsiiii' m lati. eaniug upon ins : rrm'i: iu,,rh(., i;,.- -t.., .,... m not let her o up alone to take the last, , Ust l,,ok. Her fce was verv rale end Unrrnar.il nn.-l c r,,.,l th.,fR ; rain, from her eves. She kissed the whit -; forehead, and stretched out her trembling hand to replace the muslin over her mother's face. It was more than she could bear, fur throwing herself into Alice's arms, and whispering. "I cannot! I cannoli" she fainted away, Charles was at her side in a moment nd covering up that sorrowful, vet sweet face. b. len nway to fresh air and tool water. rt El The lid was shut ami the cofJiu lowered into the grave, a few remarks, which con mini oran.-.K- .r,..i infashionable young clergwnan. and the - people turn-d away lo their honns. It was in vain that Annie Withers waited for Chuiles- he and Alice had ' i;je UeX t morning lor home. lie t o'd h IS lather ail that hau hpp-ao-d while he whs gone, and with all the enthusiasm of his nature, pictured Alice Neil to them. wiih her beauty and erace. and education. toe, nd more tnan all, Lei toveand kindUe83. "And you love Alice, Charles?" said his mother. He said nothing, but blushed scarlet. Go and win her. if you can." said hit father. "We shall love her for her gentle virtues and herself, as w It as im $ our ke. She m-jy be humbly bom. bul she is nobler and far more worthy than those rich and fashion a ble women, who live but ride in their carriages a. id look coldly down noon the virtuous oor! ' "U ul K l!mniltpr 4 1U ?' acl-od hT ; inther. Has young Divenport been ir.i1 - -. kin- love to vou! He should have brtKing lOVe to VOU" He Should flaVc ter maimers than to try to rob me of my bird!'" Her cheeks flushed redder than ever, and she looked almost painted. Ellea sprang- lb her Side, and looked btserthirgly into the old farmer's face, and he aided: "Ally. I am joking: you may love whom you pleuse; 1 shall never com plain. -Cut. father, if if I love.hi.nr sail Alice, softly and tremblingly. "Why. you would love a noble fellow, und if hp InifS vou llo urnlii would c.ii' I vou had married very high, but tood and ! 0ble as he is, Ally, you are worthy c-f ' him." j The next day, Charles explained all to ! the father. Mouths passed away, and they were married; and now Alice is the mistress of a beautiful home, which sh- grart s more beautifully than ever Annie or Sarah Withers could do. She is lovfd bj old Mr. and Mrs. Davenport. She ai.d Charles spend lhe wrnf dcg-las always wiih her falber in S , are alwovs happy. Ellen is with th m like a sis er, growing more beautiful, though there is a sadmss iu her but eies al times which mikes her beauty lhe mere touching to see. She is a favorite with many wealthy people, but her gentleness also makes her loved by the poor. She remembers the kindness of friends when she was poorold Mr. Davenport hs made her wealthy, and is kind always to those who are as she once was. A coroner's jury recently returned a verdict on the body of a poor feliow 'Death by hanging around a ta?ero."