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were swallowed in the torment of walking sleep, and a | ture was illegible; it also described a pocket-knife that dreamy consciousness of existence, confirmed only by had been found upon him, with the initials H. M. upon the acuteness of misery.

a silver heart. We shall not picture the agonies of Disappointed in every effort to obtain a situation, Helen; with well-feigned sympathy Walcott pretended unable to beg—to beg—the thought to him was death, to hasten to Devonshire to obtain the necessary proofs, the death of a disgraced criminal-covered with ragg

and in ten days, returned, bringing the letter, the knife, the skeleton of what he was-blushing at his own

and a pocket-book, also the gift of Helen. She identishadow, and barked at by the veriest curs that fawned fied all-she could no longer plead her vow, and the upon others—the once gay William Stuart welcomed triumph of villany was on the eve of completion. Smile with a feeling akin to delight, the straw-covered shed of not, gay-hearted reader, whom the finger of misery has a farm-yard which invitingly offered its meagre shelter never stripped-smile not. Deprived of every other from the ruthless storm of a December night. It was a

means of conveyance, William Stuart's hat was the Juxury to which he had long been a stranger, and in a repository of his earthly all. Alarmed by the approach few minutes the ghost of sleep hovered over his eyelids, of Walcott's servants, he had fled and left it, and several but the continual howlings of the watchful mastiff gave weeks elapsed before the pocket-book and letter were notice of the intruder, and a ruffian-blow aroused the

found. Borne down by the persecution and tears of her comfortless dreamer to reality. The last shadows of day grey-haired father, Helen consented to be led as a lamb to yet rendered visible the features of his disturber, and in the slaughter. The marriage-party had approached the them, William recognized Frederick Walcott, a wretch village church, the priest was proceeding with the cerewho owed his prosperity to the patronage and bounty of mony, and repeating the words, “Wilt thou take this his father; and who, from being a liveried beggar in the man?" when a voice behind the altar exclaimed, hall, had become factor and principal creditor upon the

“ Helen Middlemas, remember thy vow!” They startestate; yea, it was by his orders the bed of his dying ed as though the trump of the archangel had awakened mother had been seized. William gazed upon him a

the dead around them. “She will, she will !” exclaimmoment, as a man would upon a serpent, ere he strug

ed Helen, wildly, and the next moment she swooned in gled with it in death. “Monster!" he exclaimed, and the embrace of a spirit? no! but a noble-looking young the riding-whip of the villain again descended heavily seaman. He cast a glance upon the palsied bridegroom upon his head. William clasped a small knife in his

-a glance none but a British seaman could cast upon hand; he was wont so to sleep with it in the fields, as

a wretch and a coward, and looking scorn upon all, disthough his poverty were not a sufficient guard. He had appeared with his fair burden. The church stood by the discovered his Helen carving their names with it upon | beach, and before its astonished inmates had exchanged their favorite tree, a few days previous to their last words, the splash of oars was heard conveying Helen meeting; it was a strange and unexpected last gift. and William Stuart to a lugger, which, for the last hour, Before Walcott could repeat the blow, the knife was had been riding in the bay-for-but it must be toldplunged into his body; his cries alarmed the family, and rendered desperate by misfortune, William had conWilliam fled, leaving the knife in the wound. From this nected himself with the illegal trafficers that frequent period five years passed away, and the name of William the coast, and was now master and owner of as pretty a Stuart was never heard. Helen's father was what may || craft as ever eluded his majesty's revenue. pass, in the world, for a good man, but his ledger was In conclusion, within two years, old Middlemas died, his religion-his purse his god-his happiness lay in the leaving his daughter sole heiress of his wealth, and funds, and his ideas of felicity were all reducible to William, bidding farewell to his traffic in Geneva, returnpounds, shillings and pence. He knew of no merit but ed to Britain with his lovely wife and two little Stuarts, the art of getting gain; and justly esteeming William smiling love and innocence on their knees. Stuart, at the period of their acquaintance, deficient in

Should any feel interested in the fate of Walcott, all this particular, it, with the family misfortunes, caused we can say is, wealth vanished like the baseless fabric of him to despise him with a perfect hatred. He indeed

a vision, and being afterwards less fortunate in his petty loved his daughter, but it was a love regulated by his thefts—the last time we visited London, we found him own rule of what constituted enjoyment. From this with a peculiar badge and livery, laboring in the dockcause he was anxious to bestow her hand upon the yards at Deptford. wealthy Frederick Walcott, who though an uninviting, was a wealthy and determined suitor. Threatenings,

Original. entreaties and persecutions, were alike unbeeded by

TO MARY. Helen, for while William Stuart lived, she was his-his, betrothed before Heaven. Tears of sorrow had wasted Oh! never blushed Love's bashful rose the bloom from her cheek, when glancing over the varie

On cheek more fair than thine, ty of a morning paper, she perceived the notice of the And ne'er were bridal offerings lain body of a young man having been found near the banks

Upon a purer

shrine. of the Dart, in Devonshire, and that by a letter in his Then take, sweet girl! my token-pearl, possession, his name appeared to have been William

Thy raven hair to part, Stuart, a native of Northumberland. The letter was It is no “ pearl of price;" but that signed Helen Mid but the remainder of the signa

Thou wearest in thy heart !

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audible, "to see if it were convenient for you to pay that FORTUNE'S CHANGES.

small bill."

“I was not aware that you had any demands against me," said Miss Howell.

“It is for hemstitching a dozen linen handkerchiefs "Ah! little think the gay, licentious proud,

last summer." Whom pleasure, power and affluence surround,

“Oh, yes,—and if I rightly remember, they were done -how many drink tho cup Of baleful grief, or eat the bitter bread

very indifferently."
Of misery! Sore pierced by wintry winds,

The girl did not contradict her assertion, though the
How many shrink into the sordid hut
Of cheerless poverty !"-THOMSON.

crimson spots that agitation had planted upon her cheeks It was a cold, cheerless day in the dead of winter,

became deeper; but Ann saidthat a girl, who might be sixteen or seventeen years old,

“I am sure, Lucinda, if the bandkerchiefs in question ascended the door-steps of a splendid looking dwelling,

are those which you told me Juliet Norton did, I never in one of our larger cities, with a reluctant air. She

saw any more neatly done in my life.” stood for a few seconds hesitating to ring the bell, but a

My name is Juliet Norton," said the girl. bitter and searching blast that swept by, against which

" Truly an euphonious name," said Miss Howell, “ it

would sound well in a novel." her thin pelisse and straw bonnet afforded but a feeble defence, conquered her timidity. The door was opened

Juliet swallowed to suppress her rising emotion, and by a servant, and just as she was inquiring if she could unfolding a small bit of paper, which she immediately see Miss Howell, a young man of very elegant appear

refolded and handed to Miss Howell, said in an humble ance entered the hall, and told her that he would conduct

tone, “will you please pay it?"

Nine shillings?" said Miss Howell, looking at the her to the lady's presence. Leading the way, he opened the door of a spacious and magnificently furnished apart

bill, it appears to me that you charge high." ment, and with his hand still resting on the latch, invited | when I work a sprig in each corner, but you told my

My price is a shilling a piece for such handkerchiefs, her to enter. She was shivering with cold, but she

little sister who called, last month for the pay, that you stopped near the door, without presuming to approach could not afford to give so much, so I altered the price the glowing anthracite fire; and in truth, there was

from two dollars to nine shillings, as you may see by the little occasion for a person who had not recently been ex

bill." posed to the weather to hover near it, so effectually was the cold excluded by the rich Brussels carpet, that yield

I cannot possibly pay you to-day—you must call

again next week." ed almost like down to the pressure of the feet, the double windows, with their embroidered satin curtains, and said to her, “cousin, I will lend you the money."

Ann perceived that Juliet looked greatly distressed, as well as by the care that was taken to prevent drasts of air from entering beneath the doors. The heart of

“No, you must not, Ann. Do you not recollect that the poor girl almost died within her, as she took a hasty

I told you this morning that I should be obliged to

borrow survey of the different inmates of the apartment have that splendid ball dress ?"

every cent that you could spare if I concluded to Seated, not far from the fire, in a most luxurious looking

“And you have concluded to have it?" said Ann. chair, was a middle aged, haughty, looking lady, whose

Yes, I must have it. I am determined not to go to the attention was directed to a young girl who stood near

ball, next week, without it. You may go," turning to her, and who beld, in one of her small white hands, a quantity of rich jewelry. This was Miss Howell. On Juliet, "and I will pay you next week, or the week

after." the sofa sat Ann Huntley, her cousin, a very beautiful girl, who might be two or three years her senior.

Juliet, with a look of utter hopelessness, which went

to the heart of Ann, and was present with her for days “ Edgar Huntley,” said Miss Howell, "where have afterwards, approached the door and attempted to open you been all the morning? I have been wanting you to

it, but did not succeed. The momentary delay was give your opinion of these jewels. Have you ever seen

fatal to her self-control, and she burst into tears. Edgar, any more beautiful?

who had remained a silent spectator of the scene, sprang “I dont know that I ever have,” answered Edgar forward, opened the door, and stepping lightly through rather coldly.

the hall opened the street door likewise for her to pass “I know you never have, and Mr. Upton says he shall

He then slipped on an overcoat, and taking his charge only a hundred dollars more for the set, than for | hat, was determined to see where she went. those vulgar looking things I showed you yesterday, and

“ What an artful creature," said Miss Howell, the I am sure, mamma, you won't mind that,” said she turn

moment they had left the room. “ You have not become ing to her mother.

used to their tricks yet. She saw that she had succeedWhile Mrs. Howell was considering, whether she haded in exciting your compassion, and was determined to best mind it or not, Edgar Huntley said, " Miss Howell, || make an effective exit. The tears of such people are this young girl has some business with you, I believe.”

always at their command." Miss Howell turned towards her with an air that “I wonder at your employing such creatures," said seemed to say “you may speak."

Mrs. Howell, they are always go clamorous for their “ I have called," said the poor girl, in a voice scarcely pay."


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“ Hunger and cold are enough to make them so," said “ Does Juliet Norton live here?" inquired Edgar. Ann.

“Yes sir,-please walk in," and she conducted them “Nonsense !" said Miss Howell. “A girl who can into a neat, though very mean looking apartment. Near wear as good a pelisse as this Miss Juliet Norton had the fire, if it were indeed worthy to be called a fire, the on-I like to speak her name, I wish there was an only fuel being some shavings in a basket, a handful of Annabella to itcan never make me believe that she is which the little girl threw on at intervals—set a woman, suffering from either cold or hunger.”

past the prime of life, whose emaciated person, and “ It is true that her pelisse was of fine meterials, but hollow cough, showed that she was suffering from that it was very much worn. I was nearer to her than you lingering, but incurable disease, which has been termed were, and could see that it was mended in a dozen an old fashioned consumption. Her gown had once places. Besides it appeared very thin, and must have been black, but age and constant wear had changed it to been quite insufficient protection against the extreme a rusty brown, and her plain muslin cap, displaying incold. I longed to follow her, and offer her my good numerable darns, was tied with a faded black riband ; warm shawl."

yet notwithstanding her illness and mean attire, there Oh, no, your elegant cloak would have been the thing was an ease and politeness in her manners that indicated -but were is your brother gone ?"

she had been accustomed to good society. The building “I don't know."

being much decayed admitted the cold air on every side, “I rather suspect that he has gone to wait upon this and the place where the invalid was seated was screened Miss Juliet home. Perhaps he will lend her his cloak. by a rug fastened to the ceiling. She was Juliet's maLa, I had like to have forgotten my jewels, in a subject ternal aunt, and her name was Hobart. so absorbing. Mamma, you must not say nay to my Juliet, who sat near a small table, engaged with her purchasing them, for Edgar likes them-he said so just needle, rose at their entrance and handed them chairs, now."

evincing by a slight discomposure, which she could not “Yes, child, purchase them if you like, though the conceal, that want and wretchedness hád not yet had the truth is, I am a little pressed for money at this time.”

power to entirely crush that proud sensitiveness of heart “What if you are, mamma? Such a trifling sum which causes it to shrink from displaying its misery to cannot make much difference."

the observation of strangers. Being now without her Could Miss Howell have read what was passing in bonnet, Edgar and his sister had a better opportunity the mind of Edger Huntley, she would probably have than before to observe her very pale and care-worn done differently; for when, by the invitation of her features. They perceived too that her hands trembled mother, he and his sister came to spend a few weeks as she resumed her work, but they did not then know with them, his handsome person and elegant manners, that it was as much in consequence of her not having (his large fortune might have had some influence,) broken her fast, since the morning, as from agitation at appeared so attractive to her, that she no longer hesita- their unexpected visit. But though fatigue, anxiety and ted to reject a very unexceptionable offer, then under privation had impaired, even withered her beauty, it had consideration. At first, he was evidently pleased with not destidyed it. The outline of her finely chiselled her, for without being eminently beautiful, there were features had become somewhat sharpened, but her brow few who could appear so well at a party, or in the ball- | where the veins were traced as delicately as on the leaf room. A few traits of disposition, casually disclosed, of some snowy flower, and round which her hair, soft put him upon his guard, and he determined to study her as a golden cloud, was wreathed in rich redundancy, character before suffering his heart to be irretrievably en retained all its original purity, while her eyes of the hue thralled by her attractions. The study carried with it of a moonlight sky in June, were fringed with long, its antidote ; and after the little scene that had just been silky lashes, which enhancing yet softening their brilenacted, could she have availed herself of charms equal liancy, made them appear to mirror more deeply, all to those which ensnared the sage Ulysses, he would have the mind's sweetest, as well as its most melancholy remained “ fancy free.” In the evening, Miss Howell musings. In spite of the disadvantage of mean apparel being busily employed in preparing for the anticipated it was evident that her form was exquisitely moulded, and ball, Ann took that opportunity to filful an engagement in perfect keeping with her face, which both Edgar and she had made with her brother. She met him in the Ann agreed in pronouncing the most lovely they had hall ready prepared for a walk.

ever beheld. Such was the being, who shivering by the “ It is very cold,” said he as he gave her his arm, flickering blaze of their unsubstantial fire, with the wind " and I hope you have prepared yourself accordingly." whistling through crevices on every side, had toiled un

Ann was a good walker, and her brother conducted remittingly with her needle during the day, except the her rapidly through several streets, till at last they enter time she spent in her bootless errand to Miss Howell, ed street, where the mean appearance of the build- | without any support save a slight breakfast. After the ings denoted that they had entered upon the precincts of lapse of a few minutes, Ann produced a muslin cape poverty. Edgar at length paused before one of them and which she wished to have embroidered, and inquired if said, “I think this is the house." He knocked at the she would undertake to complete it in the course of five door, and in a few seconds it was opened by a meager or six weeks. Juliet replied that she would. looking girl, eight or nine years old, who held in her "I will pay you now then," said Ann, depositing hand a small tin lamp.

twice the amount, on the table, which it was customary

to demand for such work, “as I shall possibly leave town present wretched abode. On one account Juliet felt before that time."

glad to make the exchange; for her feelings would be The poor invalid, who had sustained the privations of liable to be less frequently wounded by meeting with that cold and bitter day without a murmur or a tear, | those, who during her father's life courted her company, when she saw once more within their reach the means but now, did not even recognize her. of alleviating their sufferings, held up her thin, emaciated Soon afterwards, Edgar and his sister, in pursuance hands, and said, in a voice half choked with tears, of a plan which they had matured between them, went “Surely, dear young lady, the blessing of those ready to to look at a small, neat house, which Ann, that no occaperish will rest upon you.” Juliet in the meantime buried sion might be given for slander, hired in her own name, her face in her hands, and little Ellen, her sister, wept and which they caused to be comfortably furnished as through sympathy, while Ann endeavored to disguise expeditiously as possible. When, at last every thing was her emotion by hunting in her reticule for the embroidery arranged satisfactorily, Apn directed to have a cheerful pattern, and Edgar by taking out his watch and fixing fire kindled in the handsome parlor stove, and then his eyes upon it as intently as if he were attempting to called on Juliet, and invited her to walk with her. A decipher a circle of hieroglyphics.

faint blush fitted over Juliet's cheeks as she produced “You see," said Mrs. Hobart, after she had suc- her mended pelisse, and weather-beaten straw bonnet, ceeded in calming her feelings, " that we are all too but she made no allusion to them. As they stepped into weak to bear sudden joy with composure. If the gay | the street, Ann drew her arm under her own, and as a young lady who sent Juliet away to-day with promises house at no great distance had been purposely selected, instead of pay, could have known that we had consumed on account of the invalid aunt, a few minutes walk our last mouthful of food, and were without the means to brought them to its door. Ann rang the bell, and they procure more, she would, I think, have paid her, even at were admitted by a tidy looking girl, who directed looks the risk of being obliged to appear at the ball she of much curiosity towards Juliet. Having conducted her mentioned, less splendidly attired. Perhaps she might into the neat, cheerful looking parlor, Ann disclosed to tell us that we ought to solicit charity of the town, but her what she had done, at the time expresssng a hope that it is hard for persons who have once lived in atlluence to it would meet ber approbation. think of doing that-besides, if those who employ Juliet Juliet could find no language to express her thanks, would pay her promptly, we should, at least, be placed but there was an eloquence in her looks, far more exabove actual want."

pressive and affecting than could have been painted by Young Huntley, and his sister, soon bade them good words. When at length she was able to speak, “ I fear," evening, but neither of them would have slept quietly said she, “that you have deprived yourself of many luxuthat night, had not the former, as soon as he had seen ries in order to do all this-It must have occasioned Ann home, sent them, by a porter, whatever was neces you great expense.” sary to make them comfortable for the present.

“Yes, the expense has been something, but it has Ann, who in a few days afterwards made them caused me no inconvenience. I am my own mistress, another call, was informed, by Mrs. Hobart, that Juliet and my annual income has not only permitted me to do and Ellen's father while living was thought to be wealthy, ! this, but will allow me to do more. Edgar would have but that after his demise the estate was found to be in- been both proud and happy to have shared the expense solvent. The property which had been in his possession, with me, but besides my being desirous to have the being for the most part personal, all that remained to whole credit myself, he was restrained by certain reasons Mrs. Norton was the right to spend the remainder of her which you will understand and appreciate." days in a house which her husband had formerly let. Mrs. Hobart, for whom a comfortable and appropriate Though a woman of delicate health, she had much apartment had been provided, was the next morning energy of character, and by teaching a small school, and placed in a carriage and conveyed to their new habitaexecuting what ornamental needle-work she could tion; being accompanied by little Ellen, who had the procure, she was able for several years to support her- pleasure of being attired in a new and warm dress. self and children. Her health, however, at length sunk, When seated by the fire in her easy chair, the gratitude beneath anxiety of mind, and over-exertion, but Mrs. which she expressed to Ann, who had joined Juliet in Hobart, her sister arriving opportunely from a distant order to welcome her, was not the less fervent, nor her town, where she had formerly resided, assumed the task smile of happiness the less warm, from being conscious Mrs. Norton was no longer able to perform, and thus that she could not long remain to participate her bounty; saved her from suffering during the brief remainder of and when in a few months afterwards, she was summoned her days. Unfortunately Mrs. Hobart's health yielded, to take in the course of three years, to her unremitting exertions, "Her chamber in the silent halls of death," and Juliet being thought by parents too young to take

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By an unfaltering trust- she drew near the grave charge of their children, their only resource was her Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch needle, and a small sum of money Mrs. Hobart had

About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams." brought with her. This, though never resorted to, when by the most painful parsimony they could manage to More than a year from this event, as Mrs. Howell, avoid it, gradually melted away, and they were soon and her daughter, in company with a party of friends, obliged to leave their comfortable tenement for their were sitting in the parlor of the hotel at one of our

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fashionable watering places, their curiosity was excited “I am as dull in detecting resemblances as I am in by the following conversation between two ladies, who judging of beauty,” replied the daughter, who, although were strangers to them.

she instantly recognized her, could not bring herself to “ Did you see Mr. Edgar Huntley, when he was in say that the beautiful and elegant Mrs. Huntley was no town last year," inquired one of them.

other than the late poor Juliet Norton. “Yes, I saw him pass our house several times, and thought him a remarkable fine looking young man.”

Original. Mr. Allen told my husband this morning that he is

SONNET. just married, and that he is expected here to-day, or tomorrow." “Did he tell him the name of the lady he has mar

Oh, for a life of freedom-give me wings ! ried."

Wings for th' exultant spirit that aspires "No, but it is Miss Howell, I suppose—his cousin."

To purge this earthly dross with heavenly fires“Very likely—I remember, now, of hearing that he

To drink the waters of perennial springs, was engaged to her." The ladies, unconscious of their contiguity to Miss

And dwell serenely in the realms of rest!

Sick am I of this feverish toil and strife, Howell, soon afterwards rose and left the room. “Who is it that Edgar can be married to ?" said Mrs.

Sick of the weary struggle men call life;

And ever-ever longing to be blest, Howell to her daughter as soon as they were gone.

I seek the good—the beautiful in vain“I, of course, cannot enlighten you upon the subject,"

Behold a substance, and embrace a shade; replied Miss Howell, “and I am certain that is a matter

The sweetest pleasure ends in bitterest painof perfect indifference to me."

The brightest phantasies the soonest fade. “It is, at least, very odd that we should never have

I would be freemI would be free and find heard a word about it. I should have thought that Ann

The empyrean of the chainless mind. would have mentioned it in her last letter."

“My opinion is different from yours. I should imagine that you had had ample opportunity to ascertain Ann's

Original. taste for privacy from that Juliet Norton affair. You ON A SLEEPING INFANT. know that we never knew a word about her renting a house and furnishing it for her, till she and her brother had been gone several weeks."

I know they are with thee, dear innocent child! Mrs. Howell was prevented from replying by the ex

For again in the joy of sweet sleep thou hast smil'd. clamation of a little girl who stood near the window.

Oh, long may this slumber weigh soft on thy head! “Only see, mamma,” said she “what a beautiful lady Oh, long may the angels keep guard round thy bed! there is !”

Bright forms of celestial affections, in thee Mrs. Eaton, the child's mother, as well as Mrs. Howell || But the beauty of innocent childhood they see; and her daughter hastened to obey the impulse of curiosity. And the love, which their life is, grows warm in each A handsome private carriage stood before the door, from

breast, which a gentleman had just handed one lady and was

As they bend in delight o'er the place of thy rest. offering his hand to another.

Where the pure and the good are, the angels will stay"Why that is certainly Ann Huntley stepping from Oh, blest be the mother! for with her all day, the carriage, and that must be her brother who is assist- They linger, in love with her babe, and impart ing her, from his form and air,” said Mrs. Howell.

New life to her thoughts, and new joy to her heart. The next moment conjecture was exchanged for certainty by her obtaining a view of his face. “And the other lady, is doubtless Mrs. Edgar Hunt

Original. ley," said Mrs. Eaton. " What an admirable form and A SONG. - TO MY DAUGHTER. face."

This life is not the vale of woo “I have certainly,” said Mrs. Howell, “either seen

Which stoics paint in declamation; her before, or some person very much resembling her." For countless blossoms round us glow, “At any rate," said Mrs. Eaton, we must allow

Which breathe the sweetest exhalation, little Myra to be a good judge of beauty. Miss Dermont

Then let's enjoy our sunny hours, will now no longer be the cynosure to attract all eyes.

Nor mourn anticipated gloom;

"Tis folly to neglect the flowers, Do you think she will, Miss Howell ?"

Because they may not always bloom. “I am a very indifferent judge of beauty," replied the Let fools for rank and honor seek, lady with a cold, disdainful smile, by which she strove to

I envy not their elevation ; conceal the chagrin that filled her heart.

Ambition's path is wild and bleak, Now, I think Mrs. Eaton judges correctly,” said

Content is in a humble station. Mrs. Howell.

May sweet content, dear girl, be thine ;

Health, friendship, and a faithful lover, “How strange that I cannot remember the person's And never let the dove repine, name she resembles. Cannot you recollect, Lucinda ?

Because the eagle soars above her.

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