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borse's head as well as himself; and both
Eben he smiled just now I thought I never
whether he will come back this way. If
trol her future destiny. The first in tears rushed into my eyes, I no longer

as her fallen fortunes would terview, she had with Falconer, was on

she on the other hand repaid a Sunday after Kirk service, and as de parental cares with dutiful affec- usual she minuted in her journal all is-at length an event occurred, which the particulars of the interesting scene. Tu to checquer all her future life with Liraations of painful anxieties and

Sunday night. pirasing hopes.

6 All is now still around me; the very

leaves are still, for not a breeze whispers *Hy sisters Margaret and Bessie bound through them to disturb the universal calm e into my room this morning crying, “The of nature; vor is a cloud Aoating, even in kind is cone, that is, he is coming; and slow and solemn majesty, across the face The may see him pass, perhaps ; for though of the moon. Yet I am restless; the calm there are two roads, that past our windows of nature reaches not to me; and as I is the best and shortest. Well, dears, stand at the open window and gaze upon sid 1, " and what then is he a fine sight, the moon, the beatings of my heart alone that you are so desirous of seeing him ?

disturb the silence around me.” Ob! but he is the laird you know; and be lives at the great house.'

After severely upbraiding herself This gentleman, however, Mr. Falconer, for several wrong feelings, which she of Glancarron, is heir to a high title

experienced during the day, she con""") have seen the laird. I wonder

tinues obat impression he would have made on be, bad I seen him in former scenes ; but

“ But these feelings were all respectahere

, where I associate with such a differ. ble, to those which followed when the sereat set of men, be seemed to me almost like a descended god! No wonder the

vice was over, and I was obliged to follow dear girls were so anxious to see him. But my family up the aisle. Mc. Falconer and I dare say I over-rate him. I dare say he my discomfiture, as if waiting till we should

his friend remained in their pew, much to Hoeid not have pleased me so much under have passed them; and, restrained by an Ciber circunstances. It was fortunate

unusual consciousness of awkwardness, I fhat I did not finish my new curtain for my bed-com sooner-the slit in the old one

hung back, and did not immediately follow fare ne such an excellent opportunity

the others : but as little Charles held my of looking at him without impropriety. It

hand, I luckily had some one to whom I was fortunate also that my father cut the

could direct my attention as I passed Mr. edge so low, for it enabled me to see the

Falconer. Still I could not but see that

he held the door of his pew half closed together were very picturesque. I won

for my accommodation, and that he half der who it was that he stopt so long oppo- as I went by, which obliged me to make a

bowed with a respectful and courteous air window to converse with. How handsome he looked, when he took off his

sort of obeisance in return. bat to turn back the hair that fell over his that from my mourning garband general

“ Now comes my delinquency. I was sure brow; while the breeze lifted his dark and Blousy curls from his ample forehead! I

appearance he did not suppose I was one think his eyes are black. His complexion

of the , a i celowa; still he does not look unhealthy lady of their acquaintance : and so loth, I dare say he does not smile often; but

so very loth was I that he should be an

deceived, that I walked slowly along, and at so sweet an expression. I wonder

wished to avoid taking my father's arm as

usual. Margaret came running back to be does I shall venture to look at him

meet me, and, seeing Mr. Falconer and again; for then his back will be to me;

his friend just behind us, she made them were it not so I dare not; for he certainly

an easy unembarrassed curtsey. Why observed at last that some one was looking

could not I be tbus unembarrassed? it him; and be darted such a piercing look for me in the road, and, making

a great

" I now saw that my father was waiting
at the window, that I felt myself blush, as
if he had been able to distinguish me; and his arm. That arm instantly pressed mine

closely to his side, and, as he raised his
eyes, I felt that they expressed so much

affection, and I believe pride in me, his well painted before, in the timid unworthy child, that my heart reproached curiosity of an artless girl unconscious me bitterly for feeling even a momentary ly imbibing a passion, that is to con

shame at belonging to him; and, while

I was so glad I was alone."

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regretted that Mr. Falconer now knew me of my agitated heart. It was fortunate to be only the daughter of Donald Munro. that I was not deterred by the coldness of That he knew it I was very certain ; for the evening from walking in my little Margaret looked back, and saw him whis. fower-garden as usual. If I had not done pering with his old steward, while his eyes so, the joyful yet uneasy anticipation of were turned towards me: and it was evi this moment would not have been mine. dent that he was asking who I was. She I wonder that I had so much self-command also added, “ And when the old man an as not to scream, before I knew who it swered him, he looked so blank, so I do was, when he leaped the hedge and stood not know how, Madeline, but not pleased.' before me: but I suspect that my heart I think I knew how he looked, and where told me it was he before the moon disclosed fore; and I felt pleased in one way at him to my view. But let me say with least; but perbaps this was only my own pride and satisfaction, my sense of provanity and conceit: for why should Mr. priety did not sleep for one monient, and Falconer be sorry to find i was only a that I desired him to withdraw, and not cotter's daughter? Soon after Margaret expect that I would stay to converse with had given me this information, Bessie, him at such an improper hour. I own it who had taken the arm she left, looked is an improper hour; but you must hear back, and said in a voice of delight, Mr. what I have to say now,

since Falconer is coming! He is just behind you alone : fear nothing, dearest Miss us;' and then, as if to express her joy, Munro, my esteem, my respectareshe kept knocking her elbow gainst me Here most unexpectedly (for I thought be till I was terrified lest Mr. Falconer should was in bed) my father's voice angrily callsee it, and put a wrong construction on ing me, and desiring me not to expose the action. My appoyance was soon end myself to cold, broke off our conference; ed, for I heard a deep and mellow toned but not till I had promised, if we could voice say, “How are you, Mrs. Munro? not meet at our house in the course of the Munro, recollect, I am not yet known to day, to grant him a meeting where we this your English daughter.' Why could then were, as the happiness of his life dehe not call me Miss Munro? But I am pended on it, and he had sometbing of the not Miss Munro; Margaret is the eldest most important nature to him to disclose. daughter, and that he knows probably. “He had scarcely disappeared when my My father's English daughter blushed father was by my side, and was going to like a girl who had never stirred from her reprove me severely for still lingering in home: while my mother, in her pretty the air after he had gotten up on purpose manner, said, as she took on herself the to desire me to come id; when seeing by office of introducing us to each other, My the moonlight that I was in tears, he English daughter bas still a Scottish heart, snatched me to his heart, and said in broGlencarron, and loves ber native bills and ken accents, “Madeline, my dear, dear her own kiúdred, though so long a south child! I see how it is with you; and Glenron.' "I am sure her own kindred must carron shall enter my doors no more. I love her,' he courteously replied, and will tell bim the reports of the neighbourbe proud of her too,' said Margaret affec hood, and unless he replies, I wish to tionately. • Undoubtedly,' was of course marry your daughter,' bither he shall uot his answer."

come again. I could not, would not re

ply; but I comforted myself with the ii'ca From this day a mutual passion ex that he would not call 10-morrow niorning, isted, and every little incident and op- preferring to meet me in the evening in portunity encreased their affection; the garden, and that that conference was still no open declaration was made by unnecessary. Yes; tomorrow eveuing Falconer, restrained by peculiar and to my misery or happiness will be decided. Madeline unknown circumstances. How shall I support myself through the This reserve on his part embittered the day to-morrow? life of Madeline, and filled the affec

Saturday morning. tionate hearts of her parents with the

“ He has not been past. I could not eat most anxious fears and apprehensions my breakfast, nor can I do any thing but ---at last he discovered the secret which

walk up and down the room or the garien. he never could conceal, although he

I tried to force down my dinner, but it never could avow it---her artless pen

choked me. My father and mother and traces the feelings of her agitated

poor Meggie are quite alarmed. But pass a

few hours more, and perhaps I shall be heart with nasterly truth.

quite well, and we the happiest family in

Friday night. the world. Yet why did he request so “My trembling hand can hardly hold my urgently this clandestine meeting? That pen, yet write 1 must, to vent the feelings looks ill. And why did I grant it ? True,

he never get has seen me alone but for a hand, almost unconsciously bade the old few minutes. Still, had he desired a pri man good night, and tottered into her own vate conference, I should not have de apartinent ; for what might not that packet pied it.

contain! But she dared not open it till she What can this mean? Dobbs returned was sure all the family were gone to bed; with my father! Is he so soon come back: for, as she had been so unwell all day, she Well, I must go and speak to him, though was certain they would forego their usual less able than usual to bear his conversa custom of never intruding on her when tion. Into what an agitation has he thrown she had retired, and come to see how she me! But no; it cannot be. How could I was. Nor was she mistaken; her mother for a moment believe him? Mr. Falconer and Margaret both came in, and the latter gone away! Met by him thirty miles off, entreated to be allowed to stay with her on the road to England. Impossible! He all night; but she would not suffer it; and must have mistaken another for him. Yet she was left alone. Then with foreboding bow could any one who had once seen him trepidation she opened the fateful packet. do that? And he describes him, too, as It contained nothing but an old Scotch starting back when he saw him, and song, which Madeline wished to have, and shrinking into the corner of the carriage. an unsealed note, in which, traced in an That was so likely to happen, that I know almost illegible hand, were these words not what to think. However, if he be God for ever bless thee! gone, I shall certainly receive some expla

• Evan FREDERIC FALCONER.' pation from him. Still, I shall be very “A mist came over the eyes of Madeline wretched till nine o'clock comes. I hope when this destruction to all her high-raised I got out of the room without any one's expectations met her view, and she endeaobserving my indisposition. Had be seen voured to reach the bed, as she felt her me change colour, my father would have senses going; but she could not, and fell called my mother and sent her to me.--If upon the floor. The noise was instantly he should really be gone! If my consent heard by the watchful ear of Margaret, to meet him should have lowered me in his whom affectionate apprehensions had deestimation! Yet how do I kuow it was of termined not to go to rest till she was sure love he came to talk? Yet surely he would Madeline was in bed and asleep. She not have watched for an opportunity of therefore ran into the room, and found her conversing alone with me at such an hour, where she lay insensible on the ground; and have jumped a hedge to talk to me the fatal writing by her side. Margaret, only of his respect and esteem.'

though terrised and distressed, did not “The clock strikes eight:-my father calls lose her presence of mind. She laid the us together. I shall not sup; but retire beloved sufferer on the bed; then, wisely after the prayers to my own room.

conjecturing that the contents of the packet dear friend, bow my heart beats! But it which her sister had evidently just opened, wants ten minutes of the appointed hour and in secret, had had this pernicious effect However, I can write no more. I feel as on her, she concealed the vote, the song, if life and death depended on the issue of and their inclosure, and then called her this meeting - I hear a rustling in the mother. Madeline had herself locked up hedge.

her journal as usual, and put the key in “ Madeline, on hearing the noise in the her pocket, before she went to her aphedge, repaired instantly to the garden; pointinent; and Margaret had the comfort but no one was there, and her heart died of knowing, that whatever was the poor within her; nor was she at all reassured Madeline's secret, it was cntirely safe. when she heard a low voice from the road “ It was very long ere she recovered to calling her by her name.-She immediately life and consciousness, and beheld her parted the boughs that hid the opening, mother and sisters weeping over her, (for and recognized the steward of Mr. Falco even Bessie forgot her jealousy in her ner-a grey-headed old man, whom she alarm,) while her father, stern in his sor. bad known from her childhood. • Is it row, was gazing on her with looks of apyou, Macinnon ?? « Yes.' What brings prehensive agony. The sight of tis counyou hither?' «The laird sent me.' "Is he tenance, in which anger seemed mingled ill?" "Nonot in body: but he is gone.' with distress, recalled her instantly to • Gone?" "Yes, to England.' And—and anxiety concerning the futal note, and she po message? no-' Yes, dear young trembled lest it should betray Mr. Falcolady; be composed; he has sent this. He ner to his resentment. She knew she could desired me to watch for you here, (oh, not bear to hear him blamed, and held how sad and pale he looked!) and to deli- up to detestation as the cause of her sufver this into your own hand; I have done fering; and eagerly raising herself, she No; and vow good night;-God bless you!' looked fearfully around. 'Fear nothing, Madeline held the packet with a trembling said Margaret in her ear, .all is safe.'

Eur. May. Vol. 81. April 1822.

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Margaret then declared her intention of

gone

for a short visit, terminated in a watching all night, and the sisters were fever; one of those slow, dangerous, left aloue.

wearing fevers, which seem “ The sympathizing girl immediately told

equally on the mind and on the body. Madeline where what she missed was de.

Falconer, hearing of the dangerous illposited; she desired the note to be brought

ness of Madeline, could no longer to her. • Did you read it” said she. • No.' " Then read it now.' Margaret did

delay his return to Glencarron: reread it, and wondered at the effect which

peated interviews ensued, and a private it had on her sister. "Is this all ?' Yes;

marriage, according to the laws of and therefore am I thus.' She then con

Scotland having been the consequence, fided all that had passed to Margaret in he departed for England, whither his strict secrecy, and told her that she read sister's illness imperiously called him--in this sudden departure, and unsatisfac a secret correspondence by letter contory adieu, the downfall of all her hopes. tinued till his return, when frequent " I see no such thing, but quite the con meetings were indulged in by the haptrary, foolish child,' cried Margaret; and py pair; whose felicity was clouded Madeline, catching eagerly at the least only by the mysterious seereey, which word of hope, gave way to an hysterical enveloped it in order to satisfy the pru. flood of tears. • But why, why do you dential scruples of Falconer: who feared think so, Meggie?' sobbed out the agitated

to offend his sister Lady Benlomen, girl. Because he evidently was summoned quite suddenly to England; be

who was in a very precarious state of cause he had neither the time nor the

health, and to whom he considered he heart to write to you at such a moment;

owed more than filial duty. Falconer and Macinnon told you he was pale and again left Glencarron in order to obey sorrowful : and because he writes— God

the summons of his invalid sister; bless thee ?'What then?" "So superiors from whom he was called to attend a always write to inferiors in our country.' College friend, at the point of death, in • Fye, Madeline; this is indeed self-tör. an obscure village in Northumberland. menting. He never seemed to consider you as his inferior, and thee' used instead « On leaving this place, and being anxof you,' and at such a moment, is the

ious to get to Scotland as soon as possible, language of love.' • Are you sure of it,

he rashly disregarded bad roads and a Meggie?'-'Quite sure. And no doubt he dark night, and had met with a dangerous will write fully when he gets to England.'

overturn, which had caused the scarcely " It is so very difficult to make the heart healed wound to bleed afresh, and had of sanguine pineteen despair, that the brought on considerable fever by very gentle soothings and encouraging repre

severe bruises. A letter informed Made. sentations of Margaret were not lost on

line that he was thought in great her grateful sister. I really believe I danger; and he conjured her to hasten to shall be able to sleep soon,' said Madeline; him immediately, that he might see her

therefore you may ventnre to leave ine.' once more before he died! Come then, • Leave thee! cried Margaret, throwing my beloved, hasten to my arms! Come, her arm round her, Leave thee to the though it must still be in secrecy and sorrows of the heart! Do I not know what concealment. My servants are all newly it is to be separated from the being one hired ones, that yon might not be kvown : loves best? and I am sure now thou dost but death settles every difficulty, and relove Glencarron, Madeline. No, no, I will

moves all obstacles. And thou shalt restay, and comfort thee and weep with thee,

turn to Scotland as my wife, or rather my my sister!' and Margaret's tears flowed as widow, Madeline, and as the future misfast as her words. Madeline was com

tress of Glencarron.' forted; and when the anxious mother came

“ Madeline saw and felt no part of the down in the night to inquire concerning letter, but that which urged her to fly to the her sick child, she found the sisters quietly dying Glencarron, and she returned to the sleeping in each other's arms."

house only to get ready to accompany the Induced by peculiar circumstances,

Maciunons, who, without saying whither Falconer left Glencarron thus sudden

they were going, or why, ordered a chaise

to the door of the outer lodge, whither ly and joined the army abroad---he was

Macinnon was to conduct the trembling wounded and sent to England : during Madeline. It was well for her that she his absence Madeline could not bear up bad not time to think, or 'good night' to against the anxieties of her heart, and wish. Annie and Charles were in bed, a violent cold, caught during her re Margaret walking with William; her turn from Edinburgh, whither she had packages were soon made : but oh! the

pangs with which she wrote a farewell to ro, while the mother caught his hand to her her parents, who were to return the next lips, and Margaret burst into tears. ' I fear, day. She simply told them, that however Lewis,' said Munro, there are few perappearances were against her she was not sons so candid in their judgment as thou unworthy of being their child; that she art.' 'Oh! but every one loved her! and left them at what she thought the call of her fame was spotless! That ever a man, duty; and should return to them, she who pretends to love her, could bear to trusted, excused and justified, till then cast a stain on that fair fame!-that is what she conjured them to remember her in their I can't conceive!' • Aye, Lewis, hadst pragers! This note was scarcely legible, thou been the chosen of her heart!' I and blotted with tears. How she got out, should have been so proud of her and of of the garden and over the paling she her love! Il-'here his tears choked him, knew not; Macinnon had to lift her into and drawing Annie towards him, he leaned the chaise; but her anxiety and restless. bis head against her shoulder. Annie did ness of mind supported and kept her up not like to resist this unconscious familitill she reached Northumberland; but she arity, but it distressed her, as she cousino sooner heard that Glencarron was out dered herself to be no longer a child; but of danger and do suoner was permitted to her father, gently releasing her from Macsee him, than her senses and her strength lean, said, "My dear Lewis, you forgot forsook ber, and it was hours before life that Annie is a young woman now!' And and consciousness returned. The alarm as Macklean observed her blushing cheek which her illness occasioned Mr. Falconer and eye of shame,-of shame which he brought on him a severe relapse; and bad inflicted, he felt, in spite of his afMadeline was scarcely recovered from the fliction, that he could never forget her age effects of terror and fatigue, when she had again. to experience a renewal of her fears for " The mother now asked Maclean what the life of the man she adored, and to was said in the village, and Maclean was share with her more experienced compa forced to own that the laird had been seen nion, the new and anxious task of adminis coming at day-break from Madeline's tering to the wants of sickness and of garden !-proof positive to the family suffering. But Mr. Falconer's strength of and poor Muclcan that the laird was her constitution struggled through every obsta. husband,-though not even they could cle unto complete recovery, and at the end blame the rest of the world for being less of a fortnight Mrs. Maccionon was able to sure of the fact. return to Glencarron; thither her husband “It was at this moment of trial that Robad returned as soon as Madeline recover nald, having obtained a short leave of ed from her fainting fit. But Madeline absence from the army, arrived at the cotremained with ber husband."

tage. He had expected that his father's

lip would quiver with emotion when he The day of the departure of Made first bebeld him, and that his mother and line, was a severe trial in many res

sisters would mingle tears with their welpects to her distressed family, whose

comes and embraces; but he did not exfeelings are vividly portrayed.

pect that their tears would flow in abun

dance, and as if in agony; nor that a hue " It was soon rumoured about that Made. like death would spread over his father's line was gone off, and her school came to cheek, when, unexpectedly, he, smiling, inquire if it was true that Miss Madeline stood before them; and he was disappointhad deserted them; the poor also, whose ed indeed, as his eye glanced over the wants she administered to in various ways, family group, not to behold Madeline came clamouring to the door, to inquire if among them. •Where was she? Why they had indeed lost their benefactress. pot there?' And the heart of the soldier But the family were far more affected was appalled,—the heart of the son and wben, with an eye of wildness, and a the brother sickened, as he went from one cheek pale as death itself, Maclean rusbed weeping relative to the other, and felt his into the house, and with clasped hands, hand grasped convulsively in that of his and quivering lips, to which utterance speechless father! At last he heard the was denied, looked the enquiry which he tale they had to tell, and he felt the lauwas unable to speak. “Yes, Lewis, yes, rels he had so lately gathered wither on she is gone; she has deserted us !' said his brow; for the mildew of disgrace had Mudro, at length, .But she is his wife.gathered on the fame of his sister; that To be sure ; who doubts it? I would sister too of whom he had been so proud, ercommunicate any one who dared to and towards whom his heart bad so gratedoubt it in my presence” exclaimed Mac- fully, so fondly yearned! Besides, was lean, his face crimsoned with emotion ! she indeed free from the stain of actual “Thank you! thank you!' faltered out Mun- guilt? He knew her not, therefore he

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