Terre-Haute Journal, Volume 6, Number 2, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 7 October 1853 — Page 1

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Heart History.

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Once upon a tint* maiden 8«i binnth a ha«thorD« trw

*. ,• AoJ her lover clesa b«*i4e her, i«... Manner *ow«of coi»«tancy. Fftirer, «weeter than the blossom

Hanging over her, «u »hr Ami ber Itvsrt within her knwtotn Throbbed glowed tumuliaoasly.

Both were young, and fotid, and f»oHsh,

••y. If either rleb, the story goes Hvi Ma w»* prond, and Pa wu mulish, *t«i Oreal iltelr lovee, and great th«lr woue-

So ihey klmwd, and wept, and parted, Swearing to be over true-— Died the maiden broken hearted?

WM the I oyer faithful too. Pahaw! sb* wed a wealthy banker, (Sipudrr whliper(xi ah« w«s aoid And too city dames eut-rsnk h«r,

With her pockets full of gold} Queen nt every ball and party, Decked with lace and jewel* rare, Looking very fresh arid hearty,

Reign* the victim of despair. He—confound the lacky fellsw— Took a widow twice hie year*, Fat and forty, ripe and mellow,

With a brace of Utile dears Dig plauUtioits, aervatiU plenty, apltedid tiiabslons, pomp and eaae, Cured the boyish love of twenty, S Tliftt lacaratde dUeaae.

Learn from (hi*, yea dealing lover, lu youranguUh not to break Aiivtldttg of greater valne

Then the proinl*«« you make. Heart* Wt*re in ide to put in motion J'lrB.ure, profit, and promotion, Urorfabts at Capfii's school.

Oh, Watoh you well by Daylight '5 sr nw'jr.t, uivjca. mm1-

Oh, wsteh you web uy.daylight— By dnyllght yen may fear, But keep u0 wrutch lu darkness— 'r For Mtigela tlmn are wear,

For l|e*vi»n the m»ii*e b«»toW*lh Our witUlttg life to kwp( Bot tender merry ahoweth,

To guard UM in our aleep. Then watch you well by deyilght, By dnyllght you may fnar, But kerp ao wei"fc ill d«rktt#«»—

For aogiH* then are i««er. Oh, watch yoo w»ll In plea*ar«*»

For plctnure oft Uelraya, But keep no watoh of *»rr«w. Wlwu joy withdraw* IU ray*i Fe* in tlnf fiour of norrow,

A* In H»» d»rkuM« dre«r To IfeHvun ftiitruat the morrow, Forth* **g»U then are titter. Oh, watch you well by daylight— ity dayll^Ht you may fe«r» But keep »t» watch In dnrknwt-i .'1'ho eug(4t tl»«i" erouwr.

MARGARET HASTINGS

A TALE OF COUNTRY LIFB. »t kw. c. «. am*Ki»,

Margarcl II »!«liitga was a gouuiiio Vaniken g«il- Nun* ©I your piotnjj. languishiiif{ i-ovrl r«xhon (Uughtord of fashion and iillent'st, but a bright eyed, msy-ohfckwl. boun«liM|{ !««. It look a lull yimt rih••lioni lo nink«.her Sunday belt—and )«i

M«rgar«t was wt»H proportioned. H«r fert *wrre large iMiotlgli lo supporl her body, and eher aho^a Inrgn enough to hold h«»f feel, so *lhai hrr moiiuna w«ra ea«v and gttpeful.

If thi* d«4aejlptlon of our htrt^p is not tuffioivnt wa will add that ah« had a l^|j|Ht. olaar oomplfjflon, none th* IP»S preity iha» th« pur# wind* of heavan often breathed upon It. and lha glorious »utnm«t aun in u* earliest rising* shona upon hrr milking stool

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forehead, surmounted by a luxuriant roaaa oi brown batr. which waa always naatly and taaielully disposed. In fact she was what old deaoon Giles denoniinated to his son Robert, by way of oommmentUtion, as .• ••good, arholeamnn looking gal.M k-« With thi* description ot the personal ohtfrnx of our heroi»»». genila reader, you must be content, and when I tell you she was reared on one of our New Ivtgland farms, wa* the oldest of ten chUdr*u. aud I ih» «nl« nurse of her invalid mother, and the only female laborer in that large old farmhouse. you have -some faint idea of her situ«tta» in WQT'IM

Bui »o order to hava any just conceptioos W het u«efuloe«* and ihe extent of her induatr*«u« habits, you should have *i«iteU old fanner Haaiinga, and seen the fruits of 't1*e drmwers end cupboards titled her loti, with snowy linens nicely polished and (old and

teidotent with Irajfrent herba and

thwu the che»t* of fienuel. stocksu^ an«l h*r usual ^re»»«y tnitteita all c*rttnllv

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And had to***—$w*t such a MM as we should have selected from & thou•tod for her. Sam Uardy was, firstly, ao Itooest man, and that has be*o eaid to be the noblest work ol God} and th« for industry* common aeneo. ettrttfrRS and good xnanagetnent, Sam was without doors srhat ^Margaret wa* within. The two had frown tup together, alh

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t- Magg*a pantry and dairy was well stored with eatatdeV aa her etiamber was with wearables. Suoh golden butter and cfeerse. ®c»uch pots of honey, such ptvkles aud preserve** pies attd dougbnuts, thai mother who. it must b^cotatWaed, had rather odd aMKMMttMl sf Ws». tttd tt #as *tfht for "aoro eye#" U» kok upoa.

At church, »l ecfcool. aud at

their merry-makins*. they had associated. Atvd ^w as they eiood tn tho etHage wiioir en the calm. b«4y Sabbath Margaret ^pouring forth iht cloer trebie, and Sam the ^deepest boss, the sweet melody of thetr ^Miosa seemed to prsdudo to the harseooy ot 4keir wore wodded life.

The fawns of Mr Hardy aod. Mr Hast.Ntegs OOoti|ptous. and wh«« they toiMgether bed built tne iioe leeoe, H»rgrty*e

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Immmt, «roggie*i toy of tfcfrtee#.) •uggeeted the propnetf of toaetn & little wap for ti fete, ~ebe wo Should booome otud Toowty, "eto htgh mtljsit tike^td tkwod yo« «rt

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between us." Hardy did not notice the roguish twinkle of that dark eve. for be w*» a matter of fact body, and seldom joked hinruelf—but he acted on the suggestion and built a neat gaie. TWnmy put on a bright coaling of red ochre, "that people might not tni#s it." be aatd and the well trodden path through the same red sate, became the plea*ante«t walk of the affianced lover*. Margaret would have been content that this state of things should exi«t for years, so that she could still have minislered lo ihe wants of her pate, gentle mother. and diffuse comfort ab»ut the home of her childhood. But Hardy was getting impatient his new hou*e began to look gloomy, closed as il had been for more than a year, and he fancied that the cows and aheep. and oxen looked lonely when he turned lo leave them, as though they missed the one being so essential to his happiness. The young people, too. of the neighborhood were counting on that wed ding that seemed so long in coming, well knowing by the husktngrf and p*'i»g bees lhai had been held at farmer Hastings' that a wedding there, and especially Margaret's wedding, must be a splendid afT-iir.

A: last farmer Hastings began to commisserale the would-be benedict, and com municated his sympathy to his better half 1 say, wife." be began, as he sat in her fitile room, taking a nooning, "why don't you tell Maggy she ain't obliged to slay here waiting on us ait her days." can't, husband," said the feeble woman in a quivering voice, "you must tell her yourself but it will be a sad day for all «l us when the dear girl leaves." •*Oh. I d'»n't know." said he, drawing his rough hand over his eyes, "we shall get along some how, there are plenty of girls To be sure, it would take a score of them to fill Maggy's place, but the child has done her jlutr by us, and must give her up."

So saying, the good man laid up his pipe and bustled out of ihe room, that he inigh' noi see ihe tears that he knew his wife wan shedding. That evening the kind old rn» followed hi* daughter inio the bleaching ground, (whither she had gone to turn her l*»i web of linen.) and in bomaly. but gen uine beonuse bear.-felt, eloquence, unbur tneued hi* h«M*n ot the little weight that op pressed it. He then hurried a roll of bilN into her hand, and wa!k-d quickly away t.. look at the pigfc nnd lha poultry, as though iliey bill anything to do with th*t choking Mentation in his throat! Silly old man.

Tommy, who. bv the way, was a bit of sentiment*lht. had often told Muggy thai she and llardv were not true lovers because they were so quiet iti their love The fellow speaks of you. sis. as he would of his grandmother, and as for a blush, you ean no sooner get one from old (Irunes and his wife as from either of ypu."

Could the observing boy have seen his sister now as she bent over the snowy linen,, with face, neck and arms in ono d$ep blush of crittison. ami ihen se«n the scalding tears as they rolled over her burning oheeks. he would hava discovered that one of the party at least, had as warm a heart as ever throbbed beneath a qui#»t exterior. Hut what aik-d Margaret Wa* she unhappy in tier love By no means. It wsli ouly a struggle between her love lor II irJy end her love f«»r the dear household ba|d she must leave behind. She leared that in becoming a wife »he would be less a daughter It was therefore she wept, and walked from Ihe bleaching yard, drooping and pale as though fhe had Ueen there whitening Nevur had Margaret's heart been full as on this evening, and never had she tell that retirement aud solitude would be so g"«at a luxury. But there was no time for that her evening duties must be performed, aud she alone would do them. Tnere was the mdk to be strained, and the children waiting to say their prayer# to sister M«ggy. and ihe baby waiting to be undressed, besides all the little managements to promote quiet and eleep for her weak and nervous mother

Who will do all this when I am gone t" thought the faithful girl. "I am suro they must all suffer I have a great mind to tell Samuel that he must wail till these little ones get grown up, or else he must look for «om* ———. No I can't say that." -Well, sis." said Tommy, "if you have done every thing else. I'll thank you to pick a splinter Irom my fiuger,*'

Now Tommy's were just the pair of eyes she fiiost wisned to avoid, nevertheless, she commenced the surgical operation, Ihe little fellow hot Jing the caudle for her At length he glanoed in her face. "Why Maggy," aatd he, "what is the matter

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dead "No, 1 guess not." was the meek reply. "Has be given you the mitten, if be hak 111 shoot him But seeing no smile «*m his stater's face, he become alarmed and asked if she was sick. Margaret confessed she was a little ill, and kissing ihe affectionate boy she told him he might retire.

ntght of qoiei repose restored Margaret t«» aud now that the ice

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wmiim. Mother %»dwa eaiii they Ktrtk^l tu^ke »rre«»g-"«nei»t» in wtercntK to her e»8

eflfatrw A a»t$art aclve gtrl w*s hired tor t»te ktHjhen.'aiKl tl^r^mret vodertoolt to af (eci mutual ta«*ler*t*«tdi»g b*twe«n h«r«K and we'ehrtdreu Mer plane succeed* eo «»H that sk« gathered oouitys ono e»vm»«g aa ane a«4 Hardy were aland toy by the r«d gate, with the biifht bareee* ahiniMg lull upon them to promts* to become his bride by thanksgiving. entergned joy mantteeied by the qaiet young termer, gave a thrill of pleasure to Margaret, even though eh« bad never doubted his affection. »*tia. wedding* wedding !M shouted oar friend Tommy, t» ho eeme raehi«f Hi ftnat en errand he had beeo test to the village. He there made the srooderfel dieeovery that the banns were actuary publish ed betsreeti his sister and Mr. Hardy, end to his glee had cocne half the way, he eaid, oa his head. Margaret was at the wheel spinning some superfine atooktog yarn and only responded by a quiet snilt. lo the ooi* «y outbursts of her r^psislt brother. •-Yes, ereddiog,* continued ""Wd woo't stuff the srvddtag oake. steat's «fi I ear* aboot It. I don't belies* there** say true love in U, *si§ too smooth and quiet tike

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he, "now I shall have no faith in it. unles* you get into such a «oarl as this.*' sn! Tommy put the stick he was twirling into her wor»ied. and in a moment several yards were in a perfect knot. Margaret seized the stick snd playfully drove her brother from the room, and then resumed her labor and the runny train of thougth he bad broken.

Was there sTspirit of prophecy in the remsrks of the roguish boy Or was it necessary to convince the wayward child that (rue love existed in the quiet bosoms of Hardy and Margaret. Certain it is. that before another week a cloud had fallen on the spirits of our heroine and she and ber lover were in quite as much of a snarl as even Tommy would desire. At evening Margaret set nut the great table and loaded it fr«»m her well filled pantiy. and then sal lown with her kmtiing to wait for her father He bad that morning loaded his wagon with the fluest wheat, and gone lo the nearest aeapoirt town lo exchauge it for luxuries wherewith to garnish the bridal feast. Just aa the little oues were getting clamorous for itieir aupper, the good farmer drove to the door, and all hands were called to fetch in the bundles. Young Hardy was with ihe old gentleman, and as he brought in a box of raisins and a loaf of sugar, he smilingly placed them in Margaret's lap. Mrs. Hastings came out of her room with her shawl on, and smiled upon the busy group, aud Margaret orought her arm chair and ail at at the table, lhat she might take supper with mem. "Well, well," said the htisband, '"this looks comfortable, wile, to see you here, and I have news for you. That wild, harumscarum fellow who married my poor sister Dora, is dead, and their daughter is coming to live with us. Let's see, the- child is as much as sixteen nobody knows how she has been brought up. for her mother died iboul the time she was born but we must lake her of course," and Mrs. Hastings and Margaret responded "of course."

To oblige tbo farmer, as well as lo beguile his own time, that seemed forever in passing, young Hardy ofiV-rred lo go for the orhan stranger. His oflV was received j/vith great kindness now when liiey all ha" so much to do. Even Tommy who had no particular liking for his future brother-in-iiiw, said it was kind in him. and then went "IT to picking stones, ami waa all day thinking and wondering what kind ot a »irl that same cousin Dora was

And n*w Dora was with them, the little orphan Dora, thn little fairy Dora, the be reaved Dora.—in her mourning frock, filling so close to her tiny fb»m, looking like a very infant with her sunny curls and mild blue eyes, out of which the tears had come so natural when her auilt kissed her. and every one felt lhat she was the loveliest creature thai ever crossed their threshold Tommy had nol yet seen his pretty cousin, though he had been watching lor ihem for :wo hours. But when they.oame he had gone up stairs and looked from the upper' window to see them alight.

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she is a baby." muttered he, as Hardy lifted her in his arms, and wiihout allowing her to put her foot on the soft grass he stepped forward and stood her fairly in the aniry.— •I guess he thinks she 4s," continued the perverse hoy, "or a sugar loaf. I should like to see him lift Maggy in his arms 1— She is as good as any of tho city girls." Pommy foruoi in his jealousy thwt his sister weighed a hundred and sixty. He sat aud thought over her wrongs for somta lime, but when he heard the evening fire roaring in the great kitohen chimney, and the cheerful voioes among which was that of Margaret. wondering where Tommy was, he went down.

Your cousin. Miss W., said Hardy to the little boy in a patronizing lone. Tommy made a stilT bow to Miss \V and then went back in the shadowy part of the room and gaxnd at her the whole evening. By accident she had sat down in his lather's arm chair and he could't help laughing to see how little of it she fiiled. "To be sure," said he, "she is a darling liule Pussy, and we ought to love her," and so from a sheer sense of duty the conscientious boy began tg love his cousin. In a few days ihe Pussy became quite tame and domesticated, and tfte wnole family loved her dearly, she was so«ctive and handy and could do so manv things for eeoh of ihem, that she aeemed m«ri than e.»er like some good fa ry. except that in coming in the form of an ugly old woman, she was tho lovely little llora.j kNever bsd aunty'a caps bad such tasteful trimmings, or tbo children been told such pretty atorioa and then the lamp mats, and ftricket covers, ahe hid begun to grace oousin Margaret's new parlor, and the hard putties she had taught Tommy, and what he valued more than ail the rest, the* Mappy hour ahe hod gained •very day to romp aod pla\ oat of door with him. But for this pleasure the jealous boy bad every evening to do ample poonance. *1 dislike to asy anything about it—bu the truth is. Hardy had attached himselt strougiy to the orphan stranger Perhaps it wis principle, m* Tommy loved her. I don't It HOW, but certain it i« every evening tie w«* by hor side, and when there. d« t»a4 neither oyee nor ears for an* o-'ie tat Oora. All nt once he beoame p*#*iea»*trty mod of •II kmds of Hght etwgtog, ihongh he had ttifeon deoUred fcebnd no i*»te tor anything hot saored orastau The pretty school oongs that Dora sung were perfectly enchanting to the fine oar ot Hardy, and he was able to got up boos lor eeoh of them, beside* ratting out the deepest oooompantoMMM to ber twd Itfce waltses. Onoo or twieo ftad Toromv telt the hot blood anoaot to his ferebead as he bad seen the hard fingers of Hardy mining in lor**s eorfs as t»ey hung over the chair. Those dainty otri#, that be had never dared to tooeb! But we wffl do Tonwny H»rce that it we* for his «*t«r be #te jeafon*. Seme times Hardy would tiring up *t* new eragon, end uk Dora to ride. To be sure, Iforfarat b«*y erben ebetUd ever rrfuM to take aUalo ride or srelk with Mm Bat QOW it en many days since ho bed eoaroely spokeo to her. True, his obeerHal •MMd evening* waoflMMtefeeorfel tftaa over, (to* Hardy'e manner ess strangely oNctoi.} bet thon ft dfde*t scorn siddrwseed to her, and tfcftttgb abe lif^d fcor &eod nod anflwi

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»t was to eee him seat him«elf by Dora •Vas Margaret jealous? and did she blame •jm or her cousin No, ahe did neither. Her affection was too pure and unselfish lor her to doubt his. 'I

Besidee this, she had tooltttle knowledge the working of the human ptasions. to fear that another eould come between them Margaret only missed her lover, and ber heart was lonely. She missed those tittle interviews in which they were wont to talk over their future plans. Delicious moments »hey were, none the less so the! they had nothing new to say to each other And now. when he seemed so estranged from her. she was ready to vindicate him to her compUin ng heart -Il is considerate.' she would say to herself, 'for him to be kind to my little fiuiiu. I dare nay she would be home-sick it wa« not for him When her ac'ive labors for the evening were dime, she would take her sewing and sit with her mother, a thing she never done before when he was present.

The familv bejfsn to stare poor Mrs. tstino* grew nervoas and anxious, and the armer fretful and peevish Tommv became desperate, and was downright rude to Hsrdy and shy to his cousin. Dora began to be ess petted by a'J! of the family but Margaret. She did not abate one particle of her tenderness to her. for she judged rightly over her innocence, gentle reader, though you may have shared Tommy's indignation. It never occurred to the thoughtless child that she was wronging her cousin Margaret She liked Mr. Hardy much for when she stood on that crowded deck of strangers, with but one shilling in her pocket, faint and dizzv from sea-sickness, how miraculously he had found her out. and placed her in his carriage.—how tenderly he wrapped her shawl about her, when she trembled from th* mingled effect of cold and exhaustion. When she asked him if he was her uncle istings* son, how *icially he acknowledged that he was t» be. in a few weeks, having been long engaged to her cousin Margaret, the most wonderful girl in the world. For this confidence Dora had asked him in the most timid manner, if he thought she would be welcome to her uncle's, confessing she had no friend in Ihe wide world but those whose protection ahe WHS now going to eUiin. He assured her in the most cordial manner, that she would be as a chiM to the old people,— adding with .inch affectionate earnestness, that were il not for depriving Mrs Hastings

of her society, he would be delighted to have

her make her home with Margaret Dora was ao happy and grateful that she would have fallen at his feet and done him homage. Bui she wa» afraid of fulling from the chaise, so she just leaned her forehead on H«»rdy's shoulders and burst into tears. How natural it was for him to put back the clustering curls, and winding his arm round her slender waist, promise to be her good friend all (he days of hrr life. With such pleasant associations connected with his broad benevolmit looking face, do you woifder that Dora was verv much attached lo him! Now will you exonerate Dora from blame, gentle reader! or must leII you a secret! namely, that a pale, consumplive artist has carried off Dora's heart a year ago, when he went to the South to seek health and a fortune. Don't tell this thing to farmer Hastings, or he will say the girl is jusi like her mother,

Having established Dora's innocence, 1 wish lo say a few words ab-ui Hirdy. I

often sat ao now. S»e was wondering How!

Uw«iwfrtl soe.aefl «n age oouiJn'i recall Ute night. She «ro»i end went to tbo window, how s*rsng* everything

Sunifean looked into Am glass to no* o*e feed not tone ome n* old toaly. 8bn etented too deadly polonoss of he*

This sroo'l do." tboaghtsbo. *1 ana ptng myself to dontfr. I wtfl walk.* So saying Margaret loft UM booee emit no wtwr covering Mi Aw tten formatt* she bod «o*» uwmgh the day. tfecteeateatty efce to 4t tne JttUe palb tfeot fod to in« red gat*. Tne lode old trj«*ng piece, where efee bod no ohm stood and talked, «ftd then bade •neb other good ntgbt, «bt pbjftBj forbid'Ing ht*w *t CCKSA a Wlte**'

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there Margaret was exceedingiv fwrigned, nnd then sal ,down upon the damp gross t» rest. Thon enmo that strange feeling over ber. as though the things that had been transpiring for the last two weeks, were events of other days. *To be sure.* said ahe, 'he built this gate, that was when we were young, but be has been dead many years, and I am a widow now, and old and teeble.' An hour after, when Margaret was found by the family, she was raving in the wild delirium af a brain lever. 'Who calls Margaret!* %aid she starting from the ground. 'Yes, my name used to be Mar* garet-i—but that was a long time ago they have oome to take me to Ihe wedding, to Dora's wedding— hai ha! Dora going to be married I Why Dora is but a baby Almost as frantic as the poor girl herself, ber brothers led her home. A bed was hastily put in the best room, and Margaret was laid upon it

Thanksgiving had come at Irat. That day of days to the descendants ol the Puritans. It came bright and glorious as was meant tor such a day. Tne shining hoar frosts sparkling in the rays of the rising aun gave promise ol a lovely day while the roads were as hard and smooth as in midsummer. But oh! how unlike the thanksgiving thai was anticipated at farmer Hastings. True, the old farm house was filled with uncles and aunts, and cousins, and kind symoafhizing neighbors but how hushed and still were they all! Why did they walk from room to room »n tiptoe, with pale anxious faces! Why did the scanty looking breakfast remain hour*afier hour untested! Was Death, the unbidden guest already there? and had his icy breath paralyzed the household? So it seemed, though as yet poor Margaret belonged to the living. So whispered the physician, as he held hei wrist, and so said Dora, by her looks, and her hand was laid on her heart.

It was now the ninth day since disease had fastened upon that active vigorous frame. What ravages it had made! The ninth day eince she had given the least heed lo anything around her—dwelling in a world created by her owu disordered brain That it had been a world of love aud tenderness characteristic of the gentle Margaret, her incoherent ravings gave evideuce. Sometimes she had clung to her Oral fanuy. viz: that her Samuel had long been dead: and s'ie would weep, (not passionately.) but calm and subdued, as she dwell on his many virtues. And anon the scene would change

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should like to give you an excuse for his ,hand and begged nirn logo and strange neglect of Margaret but am nol able. There is no excuse for the man who wantonly iriflfs with the happiness of a being whoso affections are oenired iu him. No matter whether hymen has set his seal to their union or not. No true woman can see the object of her love habitually lavishing his smites and causes on another, without feeling that the 'iron has entered her soul.' She may affect indifference or blindness, but 'tis all affectation. If ihe fault seems incurable, better that she bear it in sitenoo. Let her never lay her wounded heart open to the inspection of another, and above all. never coquet herself«in order to be avenged. 1 have told you lhat I have no excuse fbr Hardy's conduct but I will tell you the reason, aod if you oan find ao excuse in it. you may. 1 have aaid lhat Sam was a maner of fact body. So he waa H* had always associated with such kind of people, and irgaret who had shed much more of coloring to his character than ei? ther were aware of, had never encouraged the "least extravagance. Once in thetr school days tbo young lover attempted to woo her in verse, but she only smiled, and asked him if be had got his paraiug lesson. So you see he was naturally susceptible and ardent to this was added a great love of what was helpless-—in short his philopro* grosetveness was wimderfully developed, though in thoso days the science which ex* plants such big words was uuknowu. Sam had a great dog and a liule one. two dack cats, aod every year he nme I several cos* set lambs, that had been cruelly deserted oy their mother*. Tn«so mute pets on* grassed much of hi* oore. W ft at wonder then, that when he found a ureataro wan tne smile ot a woman aud the simplicity ot a *OHntg sucn vtlue oo hts tnondahtp. Mat he sb told (eel it in his heart ot hearts.* It was as tf the poor fellow had tubaled chloroform, aud hadu't cixn* in But ten thousand pities for our trfettd Margamt Tne poor generous htgn •oulod Margaret. How much ahe was suf taring no one knew, though it was ooon made manifest One evening Sam and Dora bad gone out to ride, and Margaret sat by the window i«J4y aod twtfosely. SOe

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for sooie event lhat she coul not decide upon, whether it were a wedding pr funeral. Bui now it had all censed: Since midpight not a word or sound had issued from those purple parting lips, in fiont of the bed sat Mrs, Hastings more dead than alive, and at ihe foot Mood the farmer and his two eldest sons, their intense gaze filed alternately on Drn and the physician. At strong

far,j,er window, in the strong current of air adniitted '.y the doctor's orders, sat Hardy! 'Poor fellow! he hail some need of air! I But twice before had heentered the! sick room and each lime had the atror.g man bowed himself and grasped the arm of young HasI tings to be led nut But now ihey all said

Margaret was dying, aud he must go in. in rain he shook his head.and wiped the large drops of perspiration from a brow pale as the sheeted dead, they would take no denial. Even liltie Tommy, who in consideration of those nine days of unmistakeahle ag on v.-had forgiven him everything, took his

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dear Maggy once more, and Tommv led hint in and snt down beside him. At length

the doctor laid her hand gently down and folding the covering over it directing Dors by a glance lo do the same, he then left the room and seating himself by the breakfast table, asked for a cup of tea. Was Mirgaret dead! No Would she livef There was a possibility: She slept now, and ihtu was favorable. And hope again entered that sick room and one after another of those wesry watchers glided out to pariakn of a slight refreshment, quickly returning to resume their vigils. Another hour and Margaret's sleep was quiet and refreshing, her lips were no lougr purple, but had closed calm and natural. The sick girl bad passed Ihe crisis, and nature had sgain rallied.— The physician directed all to leave the room, but Dora, and one experienced mat ran. that th«*re should be nothing exciting when she revived. Towards evening Mar* garei opened her eyes snd smiled on Dors and partook nourishment—and then the family came in one after another, aod looked upon her and though ahe didn't speak she had a smile a recognition for each. Las: come Hardy, very slowly, for the doctor had given him an extra charge, and as he met that iook of unaltered love and tenderness he bent over and imprinted one long, burn ing kiss upon her tnarole forehead and each fell thai it was lh« seal of thetr mutual tptt6 leiine aud h*ppi'»ess •One evening nearly two years nfier the events recorded last. Hardy snd his wife est alone in their bule parlor. It was the S«b»slh. and Margaret WAS attired in, ber snowy wedding drcsts. for lhat day *r« attd

aw eel, young] the young arnst had been married in ttt* church, and cn* and Sarn had stood bea*«le them at the eiiar. The bridal pfriy had drank tea until them and all had gone. Dora had promised to spend ber i*»t night wnh dear old aunt Hastings, before ieaviwg tor the sonny South -ilow tnoughtitti you are. this evening, husband,* aaid Mrs Hardy. You are thinking how lonely we shall be when cousin Dore leaves v* •flow.' said Mr. Hardy with a sodden stem and theo as be met the eftear cafc* g*ze offe**r eye. aided no wile, wasllMttlt-

loog tilted IweftMet D-*» «s«J! -Ot we. Samuel/ e*id Margaret, amiling It soeuaed an age to her—one

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mo smut wore yonr ffcowgets Margaret,' aatd b«, taking ber band nnd epeaktug low end agitated. *wbeu are you going to reproach me fbr that week of Infhsttatioo betore you wee sick f* •Why, nevor, Samuel/ aaid efcll looling •p wonderfully in bteinon, 'yoo wore not to blacne. 1 urns a Imle sick aod «Uy. 1 think, to miee yon noA

Thank you, my owit 'dear srife/ iild Hardy, nemeetly. 'Behove me. say heart never become oeonngod (com yos. only «. brief nieaysfmn If tbe wasst «ad imagination, of in rightful rain.

•My dear husband,* said Marg«evlet forever Ideas God for that affliction which taught us not only a knowlegde of ourselves aod each other but also the knowledge of God whioh we trust is eternal life.*

I»ear« to Walt.

Bishop Doane,of New Jersey. in a Fourth of July Oration before the students of Burlington College, seeks to put reins on the characteristic katlt of "Young America,** in the following eloquent passage "The progress of this nation haslieerf so rapid, that time has seemed to bo of no Importance to it. And then the whole machinery of the ego aims, aa near as may be. ot its annihilation. But this is very dangeroua Wnen God made the world, he made it in six daya. It might have sprung as instantaneously ns the light^ iAnd when H* would complete the plan of its redemption. H-» took four thousand years for ihe development of that, which in the counsels of the Go Inead. was complete before the f\i1l. These are leeSnns to our hearts. No real greatness is instantaneous. Tho ettjt is not the monarch of the wooda abort of a thousand years And man. the monarch of the world, is fir*t •n embryo and then an infant and then a child and has half measured his allotlod vears. before he ts full grown. 'No matter in what it ia-~in letters, In science, in art. in war, in government, in anything lhat is to be for real greatness— lime must be taken: nnd d»-liberale thought and patient labor be employed. Think of th« studies of Sir Uaao Newton.i .JTiiink o' the touches of Raphael Think of the chisel ot Canova. See. by what lengthened process Rome grew up to be the mistress of the world. Contemplate the slow march o» England's greatness And remember how ihe Fathers ol our Republic waited and watched and toiled aud prayed before the hour was reached lhat consecrates this d«v And then pursue their blood-stained footsteps through ihe seven years* war. by whioh ihe issues of that hour wero consummated and made p-rpetual. The Young American that would do justioe to his name must learn to wait What he can do well at df hand, he oan do better with deliberation."

A Cosiotrs S&iuitdN —An English paper

conlalns Ihe following curious discourse,' said to have been delivered by an eccciiitiu preacher at Oxford $• t*.»a fltr

I am net one of your fashionable, fine pokflrt, m«aly moulhfld preachers 1 telf you the plain truth. AVhst are your passlimes 1 Cards and dice, filtlling and danoing. guzzling and gluiimg I Can you save.! by dice I Will all of tno lour knaves give you a passport to heavon No Can vou fiddle you»s«*lf into a birth among thW sheep No! You wirl damie yoursotl lo damnhlioii among the goaia! Vou may guzzle wine her«. but yoji'll waul a drop of water lo cool your tongue hereafter! Will the prophets asy, "Come hew,' gamffswrs, and leaoh us the long odds!" 'Tis'odds i! ihey do 1 Will martyrs cant and swear and shuffle and cut willj^ )0U I No. Tins martyrs are no shufil-jrs,, Vou will be cut down iu a way you liule expect.** L'joifer will come with his reapers and hi# cycles and forks, and you will be cut down, end bound, and pitched, end housed iu belt I I will not oil my lips with lies lo ple.no you 1 I will tell you Ihe plain truth. Anitnou. aud Mammon and Moloch are oiakitig il'tn oran hel fbr you. Profane wretque* 1 have board you wrangle.end brawl, and tell one another before me, I'll see you 1 first." But' I tell you the day will corti* when you will pray to Bw*l«ei»ub to

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his cluahces an I what will be his answer! ••I'll see yojl d— first j,,-,*

ODD FsuLoWsHif.— The New Orlea»«s

Bee mentions as fact worthy ol teoord that the Independent Order of 0 Id fallow* had tfeen severe sufferers front the epidemiOi Thai pap*r ea^e: '•Some of its noblest, purest, nod best hsve Isllon viottnta lo the dread dasiroyer *But to the eternal honor of tlie Order, be il said that no Odd Fellow has "been compel led lo ask assistance outwide of bis own Order, trom any quarter whatever. Neither have \he philanthropic Workings of Ihe Order been confiued lo members wiitnn its own jurisdiction. It has been called upon lo provide lor aud inter transient brethren from almost every quarter of the uomp »s*

The duties devolving upou hsve.be-n laithfully fulfilled/' r* In view of these feels il is a pleasure to he able to stale thai Ihe altenuou ol the Odd Fellows iu other parts of Ihe country has been aroured the »tof ihings existing among ihe Order ill New Orleans, and that assistance has been prouip^y pgiv en. Coitiributtooi have Ueeq ssffy.Uapt many points

{)irt9ir 0.ts —We exiraot tee blowing qoe«r (lrSniKsus from on e*«betige: Incur—Something awallowed toy a dog.

BefrofA—Siiasbeth a passion. Sallow-—S«rah in the diiuft. Mytic—A tttek belonging to me4 BvUUttrp— Ctie «xulnmetim ol witt^, I'ltliCj —I am looking at i'olly. Mftmaickcd—A Udy engaged lo'be mir wf

Jfatieed—A glass of ptfnob without ice. iPjMitaA—Some of the above drfiuttious.

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Yrita M«uhias is the name ot" a oelebrttled detweus* «rtw will shortly appear in Now York. "C J-

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notices the virtue of Hemp, thus tnconti-Moily:—-By litis cordage ships ere guided. bells *re rung, beds ore norded, and rogues sire kept in ewe/'

The ledie* of Seratoga are eoid »*wear their shoulders bars to as lower edge of dbsraa." -The lower edge of decorum/* IIThere le Uutit

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My text this morning ie oornained in these words & -fwiw How solvates* Is wom^nt

How1 tehder'w woman!1 How loving-is wbmin! How childlike is woman! My hearers—sure enough, how solvenew is woman! -Sheis i-t an un^Uessable rid llo a most intricate enigma, a fbwer which by nnalvzing. no one can tell to a oertaintv whether it bo poisonons or innotious—not always. She has been with man from the beginning, and hasn't fuund her out yet.— She is comparatively an unexplored country —and alphabet hyeroglyphics—a magnetic mystery, no. body ktuw^ what her ..heart contains. Sometimes it seems stuff* I witii love, tendernAss and svmpithv, and others with nothing but grit and gravel It won't answer to shake her vou cause ihe aci Is •m alkilies in her be trl to come in contact, »n'd th"n sttch sn ess -noe takes pt*6e. as miirhi lower the ambition of perlash an 1 oin»*r. g^ike the month of Aprih ahe is alt sunshine and fl twers. tny a »rt drop evaporates in the warmth of a lig'it smile, ere it has a chance to fall and m»nv brigSt smile is quenched hy. the sprinkle of som passing cloud of sorrow a'jout Iht* siivof a blanket.

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Griefs hahhl-* up tn her boon to ir$t in an atm »sph-»re lilt-s auhin «Al flw»ri, spring from the w*r I »t he*rt bi out down bv the so I frosi of grief! A queer oonjp inio win to! is mtl*« of modestv. boldness, au 1 be mty silks and satins, jealousy, love. Intra I, irs*hsir, whalebone, pietv, ptint. tletv gu elsslic, bpar's grease, svinpiliiv, tears, smiles affections, kin Iness. and uott JU. SM talks with tongue, ape tks with her eyes, it eloquent in hor aotiont, ah 1 I cannot unljr* stand it. 11 friend* how tender is wnm-rttf—she is «a lender as a chicken, and as lough as in old gobler. Site must be screened from Mie summer sun—sheltered from tho blast of winter, snd yvt tf'sha rnakis Up

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mind, to do it alto ean out sweet tho sun, face a northeaster and is a match forth) t«vil. But inwardjy as tender as the mer* cics of hoaven her heart is much, softer than man's a* 5es wax than brickbat. IlV sympaiKte's are hs dolioata as down uponlin* gel's wing and her love appears AH f^esh and unfading amid the sorrows of advaNity, as the ever green leaftboil encircled the brow of old winter. lk*r tenderness is tootq,ugh to he.destcoyed by wlintever ohanoe. foituno Hi* tfme may bHn^ as tough as tripe, and twice as commit).

My hearers—HiiW loving is wom ui! AYA she iaritm iiingiy siokly in lur aitaohm'nti. She will cling to tho chosen object of liar heart like a po-suin to a gam trej at| I yo can't sop iraie her wiilnut snipping strings that no art can men 1. an^ loaving a portion of Her soul upon the upp'»r l»»iither of her affectlorts .She will sometime see something to love, wliflri other, see nothing io a?. init'ii:1s8nd when her fondness is onne fastene?! on a fellow, it stick* like gin and mv la«ses In ft bitshy Ifad of hair.

My hnareis how childlike is worn to!*— plaything in the world's great toy ilioffjf. -r ho ne Is the relm of funay, h#f exist* »mc« Is a very ite.il reality, her firf miseries is mingled with a pleasing romahtjff-i* h^r present is always bright and future still brighter. Would that I were a WOIAUI to *e pleased with every uo*y thai pops its !reid ab^V^ the weeds nf a wiuke) world, and hive no thorns to ftrolesi ms.while Withering the wild fi iwers of imsgination.' O'dldlike, woman is very happy. 'Ticklid wiib ihe atrnw of fhtt«rv. tlelighi»d with evefy vainbow tinted na'i'de that fl nts upon the Wiive of WiiisSfta* Htitio as a voting cein hy moonlight, «s a crioket, she dances In fh^ rftthllght. of if. an I Hfnrn* lo use every en* dwiavor to coax us de vly mals Into brighter snd hsffpt^f ptrhs. !$o mots it Ue. vl --t |S*» »itf -, .,

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homely, on which volumes might be written. \|tbough the. appe'ile may tire of other things, on this suKsiawUI grouu I it'm ikes a sUnd. Ii niiist be traihe I to the liking of tar fei/i'd uOokerv while the laile acquired si #o much piins. it»p.«ris »t Mnnly 'Civil\l»\ men ritjoy one kind of l'no 1, «r»d caonibals'sttotHer, S unn are very airnple lh their nain'i an tike tile boy Cvrui at ie oountry i.itde of his igrsM-l feiher. won ler at ihe iriul1 tod* of disiies. But r.o man, ChrUifun or heathen, ever quarrels with his bread and UuifeV. It is anOeptalile !fie year round, and }be utte for it is universal* aud never paikt,

Vou cawiot eat it to a surfeit, or e.ver return lo tt wilh iiisgust. tf it is ot a bad quality. that does bot dusfroy )our irffecliyh. You tf»i§ btarne the baker, bot stiok lo the bread. tJ*od bread and bu'tor In ihs Mm itor^ti^io re a ii us a hie. When the Hour i« of the fino»t wheal, the yeast of a buoyant nature, an the laf,

with lis crust properly baked, baj the white*^ neas of i'now. end th# tightness of a sp.mg' jwhen the buster has the flivor of fho fru«b&^« "jgrais. *nd the «lor of new minted gold, eat to \fiiur heart's cont««tii, and desire n6!Khig^0 else. When you have oome it) at the nvju* s^ir^ tide hd-ur, wearied wiife yo^»r expedition ibe mountain top, your walk io the WooJs. your sail oft the take, or your botanizing in nbe meadows} when you have labored faith* fully In the gird en, rooting out the weed* front Ute cucumbers and green peas., 'ha sweet corn and cauliflowers, which Are to

raoe your table, contracting a sharp eppe* from the smell of the mouli het} you have returned wish woodcock from Ihe swamp, or hitve boen *'a fiahvnge and then the gulden butter «nd fresh bread are set before, you, gtN«t*bod perhaps with a well dressed ktiiicl^ or a few abort-top scsr* Set radUhes, each crackling and brittle as graas, well may vou disdain ihe aid of cooks, for is a feasi which an anchoriie might not refuse, end wfrici an epicure might envy,— Knickerbocker for Julg.

TJT-FOSTAT-—^"Mr. Tinjothy/' said letruci Jtkdy, who been showing jS* her wit «t the etjrvnse of" a dengleii^V'yoa renti»d meof ai»eron»et»f4hai tilledifUh octhiflir

in the sipptsr story/* fOivms AWre.** meokly r«yIiod her &* do#«r '^ijM|iilu«| ^rott'-for that oocRphmoat tae fweiAd yen ffs ftgi

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