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From “Poems, WITH AUTOBIOGRAPHIC AND | Serenely glides at times, then, shouting wild,

OTHER Notes:" by T. H. Stockton, Chap- In crystal cascades leaps from rock to rock, lain to Congress. W. S. & A. Martien, Phil. Till, winding round the hill's foot, glad it sees adelphia.

The mother tide, and bounds into her arms."
From “ Faith and Sight:"-page 21.
THE CHURCH.

WILD FLOWERS IN THE SNOW-FALL. "Faith was the watchword of the spreading “THERE, while I looked around with curious Church;

glance, And, long as this was sounded, victory I spied some little wild flowers, peering up, With gorgeous trophies strewed her onward And leaning on the bosom of decay; march,

Like orphans sleeping on a mother's grave. Till Jove's imperial eagle fled the scene, Sweet sky-blue relics ! how they won my love! And the dove perched upon the crest of Rome. Oh, might the winter spare them! but, alas ! What now? Alas, the realm of light subdued, Like the last earthly hopes of dying men, The fairest portion of the Earth possest,

E'en they must perish. 'Ere the morrow's dawn, Remoter glories lost their former charms, The yet-descending snow shall all entomb." Surrounding joys attained ascendant power, And the throned Church soon slept upon the

From “ Man:"-pages 71-76. throne. With shouts of gladness she had left the plains

VALE AND SEA CONTRASTED. Of widowed Judah, scorned and scourged, to “How different from the sea! No billows roll,

No breakers roar, within this scope serene. In swelling triumph toward the central height

No plunging prows, no shivering sails, are here. Of Gentile rule ; but, that achievement gained, The quiet soil sleeps on from age to age, Forgot the outer boundaries of gloom,

And all its structures stand in still repose ; And clung inglorious to her hard-won rest. More sure than anchorage, mooring, or the dock. Thus, when the sword of faith had cleared her The surface there is blank, life drends the air, way,

And holds its hidden revels in the deep. The smiling scenes of vision stayed her course : Here, depth is death, and all of life ascends, And, as the world had been her aim, her heaven, Exulting in the breezes and the lightThis won, her only duty seemed repose. The heaven of resurrection from the grave, How passed her time ? Much in amusements Where every tree its branch of triumph waves.'

vain, And numberless inventions for the eye.

SUNRISE. And not the eye alone: the boast became,

-“The sun, up-looming from the sea, That true religion every sense regales.

With rim of dazzling white, and centre black And so, magnific temples, altars, shrines ; With blinding glory, lifts its lower verge Sculptures and pictures ; ornaments of gold, From seeming touch, and instantly retires, Of silver, and of gems; with splendid lights Without a tremor, to infinitySparkling on all; still added genial warmth, Thence earthward shining still, while clouds of Rare music, breath of flowers, diffusive clouds

mist, Of incense sweet to faintness; every art From wave and cliff, from inland hill and Of princely priests, from princely palaces,

stream, And princely festivals; in princely robes, Rise, like a lifted firmament, and show With princely retinues and revenues,

From pole to pole the waking world beneath." And every seal of power and badge of pride : In short, for sight, sense, all things-few for faith.

From “ The First Woman:"-page 120. Oh, had the Church, in memory of her Lord,

EVE. Repelled the tempter, and pursued her toil;

Sue, formed from him : his rib removed, to Long ere to-day might truth have filled the

make Earth, And all the nations hailed the God of all.”

His heart defenceless-heart already full

Of her first arrows: she, of such a curve,
From “Snow:"-pages 48-49.

From such a place, contrived, to show her task

To curl around his heart and guard it well.” THE TREES. “The few old trees around me scarce retained One lingering leaf; so often robbed of all,

From “ Columbus:"-page 215. They gave their honors to the first rude blast;

THE EVENT. But here and there a sapling vainly held

“ One nightIts shreds of gold and crimson :- Thus fond youth

A fearful way from home : Clings to its cherished hopes, while wiser age,

A little light By disappointment taught from early years,

Sparkled upon the sight Expects the storm and meets it with a smile.”

Of the sleepless man with the hopeful heart :

As though Time's steed,
THE BROOK.

Just at the goal decreed, “Beside me opened yon recluse ravine,

With his last leap had struck the spark, Down which a lonely tributary stream

From the New World in the dark.”

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PART IV. CHAPTER XIV.

wider. She was still in circumstances to “ WELL, it's to be hoped she's going to defy her reverend lover, if his eyes had dedo well for herself—that's all we've got to clined upon lower attractions than her own. do with it, eh?”

She looked very straight before her with un“I suppose so," said Mr. Wodehouse; pitying precision down the road, on which "she's nothing to you, is she, but a little St. Roque's church and cottage were begirl you've taken a deal of notice of ?-more coming already visible. The whole party notice than was wanted, if I am any judge. were walking briskly over a path hard with If she does go and marry this fellow from frost, which made their footsteps ring. The Australia, and he's willing to take the whole air was still with a winterly touch, benumbed bundle back to where they came from, it is with cold, yet every sound rang sharply the best thing that could happen, in my through that clear cloudless atmosphere, opinion. Sly young dog that doctor though, reddened without being warmed by the sun I must say-don't you think so? Well, as it approached the west. It was Christthat's how it appears to me. Let's see ; mas again, and they were wending their way there was Bessie —; hum! perhaps it's as towards St. Roque's to assist at the holiday well, in present circumctances, to name no decorations, for which cartloads of laurel and names. There were two, in the first in-holly had been already deposited within the stance, you know; and the way he got out church. Lucy Wodehouse was chief directof that was beautiful; it was what I call in- ress of these important operations. Her structive, was that. And then--why then, sister had accompanied her, partly to admire there was Miss Marjoribanks, you know— Lucy's work, and partly to call at the cotcapital match that—just the thing for young tage and see how Nettie was going on. Mr. Rider-set him up for life.”

Wodehouse himself had come merely for the Papa, pray-pray don't talk nonsense,” pride and pleasure of seeing how much they said Miss Wodehouse, with gentle indigna- were indebted to his little girl ; and the attion. “Miss Marjoribanks is at least ten tendance of the curate was most easily ex

plainable. It was, indeed, astonishing how Oh, stuff !—keep your old maidish mem- many extremely necessary and natural "calls, ory to yourself, Molly; who cares for a dozen of duty" should bring Mr. Wentworth's path years or so ? Hasn't she all the old Scotch- parallel to that of the Wodehouses. This is man's practice and his savings ?—and a fine why they were all proceeding together on woman yet—a fine woman, eh? Well, yes, this particular afternoon in the week before I think so; and then here this little wretch Christmas towards St. Roque's. of a sister-in-law. Why the doctor's taken In the church, when the party arrived, a your rôle, Wentworth, eh? Well, I suppose little group of workers were busy. The what ought to be your rôle, you know, though chancel arch was already bristling with glossy I have seen you casting glances at the strange holly leaves. At a little distance from the little creature yourself.”

active group occupied with this pleasant “ Indeed, I assure you, you are entirely work, and full of chatter and consultation, mistaken,” said Mr. Wentworth, hastily, as was natural, stood one little figure pointwith a sudden flush of either indignation or ing out to two children the wonders of that guilt. The curate glanced at Lucy Wode- decorative art. Every one of the new-comhouse, who was walking demurely by his ers, except Mr. Wodehouse, recognized side, but who certainly did prick up her ears Nettie before she was aware of their presat this little bit of news. She saw very ence.

She stood with her bonnet fallen a well that he had looked at her, but would little back as it generally was, either by entake no notice of his glance. But Lucy's counter of the wind, or by the quantity and curiosity was notably quickened, notwith- luxuriance of her beautiful hair, looking upstanding St. Roque's Cottage was wonder- wards to the point where she had directed fully handy, if the perpetual curate of the the children's eyes. She looked a little forpretty suburb and church saw anything lorn and solitary, as was natural, all by herworth visiting there. Lucy drew up her se!f, so near that group of busy girls in the pretty shoulders in her gray sister-of-mercy-chancel—so little separated from them by cloak, and opened her blue eyes a little age, so entirely divided by circumstances.

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with cumstances with a little surprise ; but, not you. Mrs. Smith is very kind; she will connecting them in the most distant degree take off their things for them; they behave with herself, turned round with a little twitch better now, when I am out for a few minutes of Freddy's arm to go away, and in doing —though, to be sure, I never am out much so almost walked into the arms of her older to try them. Come, children ; be good, and and more faithful friend. Miss Wodehouse do not make a great noise till I come back." kissed her quite suddenly, touching with her “ What do you want to talk to her for ?” soft old cheek that rounder, fairer, youthful asked the little girl, gazing coldly in Miss face, which turned, half wondering, half Wodehouse's face. pleased, with the look of a child, to receive “ When Nettie went out to her, we made her caress. Nettie was as unconscious that as much noise as we liked,” said Freddy, Miss Wodehouse's unusual warmth was “but there was papa there. Now there's meant to make up for Lucy's careless greet- only mamma, and she's so cross. I hate ing, as that Lucy had passed her with a pos- Chatham—mamma's always crossest when itive flutter of resentment and indignation, Chatham's there. What do you want to talk and that she had been the subject of the to people for, Nettie ? Come in, and say conversation and thoughts of all the party. there's to be toast, and let us have tea.” Miss Wodehouse turned with her, taking “We never have any tea till Nettie comes Freddy's other hand—a proceeding to which back," added his sister, looking full once that hero rather demurred. They went out more into Miss Wodehouse's face. The calm together to the frosty road, where the fair childish impertinence disconcerted that genwillow branches rustled between the church tle woman. She gazed at the wonderful and the cottage. When they reached the creatures with dumb amazement. Her eyes porch of St. Roque's, Nettie instinctively fell before there steady stare. “I should be held her breath, and stood still for a mo- sorry to bring you out again, dear, if it's a ment. Along the footpath in front of them trouble,” began Miss Wodehouse, turning a big figure was passing, and beyond that her face with a sense of relief from the hard bearded shadow the doctor's drag flew past inspection of the children to their little guarwith all the separate tones of the horse's dian. feet, the wheels, the jingle of the harness, Nettie made no reply, but carried off her ringing clear through the sharp, unsoftened children to the cottage door, turned them medium of that frosty atmosphere. The peremptorily in, and issued her last orders. doctor himself had all his attention concen- “ If you make a noise, you shall not go," trated upon the windows of the cottage, in said Nettie; and then came back alert, with which the sun was blazing red. He did not her rapid fairy steps, to Miss Wodehouse's see Nettie in the church porch. He was side. looking for her too intently in the crimsoned “Does not their mother take any charge windows, to which he turned his head back of them ? ” faltered the gentle inquisitor. as he dashed on. Unawares Nettie clasped “ I never can understand you young people, the fingers of her little companion tighter in Nettie. Things were different in my days. her hand as she watched that unexpected Do you think it's quite the best thing to do homage. The drag was out of sight in other people's duties for them, dear? and another moment; and in a few seconds more now I'm so sorry—oh, so sorry—to hear the bell of the cottage pealed audibly, and what next you are going to do.” the door was heard to open, admitting the “ Susan is delicate,” said Nettie.

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any health to speak of—I mean, you must do, Nettie. Make some arrangeshe always got better you know, but never ment, dear. If he has promised to take them had any pleasure in it. There must be a out with you, that is all right enough; but great deal in that,” continued Nettie, reflec- when you come to settle down in your new tively; "it never comes into my head to home, make some arrangement, dear.” think whether I am ill or well; but poor Su- When Miss Wodehouse arrived breathless san has always had to be thinking of it. Yes, at the conclusion of a speech so unusually I shall have to take them away,” she added long for her, she met Nettie's eyes flashing again after a pause. “I am sorry, very upon her with the utmost surprise and curisorry too, Miss Wodehouse. I did not think osity. “I shall never marry anybody," said at one time that I had the heart to do it. Nettie. “ What do you mean?” But, on the whole, you know, it seems so “Don't say anything so foolish,” said Miss much better for them. Susan will be stronger Wodehouse, a little nettled.

“Do you supout there, and I have not money enough to pose I don't know and see that Mr. Chatham give the children a very good education. coming and going? How often has he been They will just have to push their way like since the first time, Nettie ? and do you supthe others; and in the colony you know, pose it's all been benevolence ? My dear, I things are so different. I have no doubt in know better.” my own mind now that it will be best for Nettie looked up with a startled glance. them all."

She did not blush, nor betray any pleasant “But Nettie, Nettie, what of yourself? consciousness. She cast one dismayed look will it be best for you ? " cried Miss Wode- back towards the cottage, and another at house, looking earnestly in her face. Miss Wodehouse. “Can that be why he

“ What is best for them will be best for comes ? " said Nettie with quiet horror. me,” said Nettie, with a little impatient" Indeed, I never thought of it before-but movement of her head. She said so with all the same, I shall never marry anybody. unfaltering spirit and promptitude. She Do you imagine,” cried the brilliant creature, had come to be impatient of the dreary maze flashing round upon poor Miss Wodehouse, in which she was involved. “ If one must so as to dazzle and confuse that gentlewoman, break one's heart, it is best to do it at once " that a man has only to intend such a thing and have done with it," said Nettie, under and it's all settled ? I think differently. her breath.

Twenty thousand Chathams would not move “ What was that you said about your me. I shall never marry anybody, if I live heart ?” said Miss Wodehouse. “Ah, my to be as old as—as you, or Methuselah, or dear, that is what I wanted to speak of. anybody. It is not my lot. I shall take the You are going to be married, Nettie, and I children out to Australia, and do the best I wanted to suggest to you, if you wont be can for them. These children want a great angry. Don't you think you could make deal of looking after-and after awhile in some arrangement about your sister and your Carlingford, you will all forget that there family, dear ?—not to say a word against ever was such a creature as Nettie. No, I the Australian gentleman, Nettie, whom, of am not crying. I never cry. I should scorn course, I don't know. A man may be the to cry about it. It is simply my business. best of husbands, and yet not be able to put That is what it is. One is sorry, of course, up with a whole family. I have no doubt and now and then it feels hard, and all that. the children are very nice clever children, But what did one come into the world for, but their manner is odd, you know, for such I should like to know?

Does anybody young creatures. You have been sacrificing suppose it was just to be comfortable, and yourself for them all this time; but remem- have one's own way? I have had my own ber what I say~if you want to live happily, way a great deal—more than most people. my dear, you'll have to sacrifice them to your If I get crossed in some things, I have to husband. I could not be content without bear it. That is all I am going to say. I saying as much to you, Nettie. I never was have got other things to do, Miss Wodehalf the good in this world that you are, but house. I shall never marry anybody all my I am nearly twice as old—and one does pick life.” up some little hints on the way. That is what “My dear, if you are thrown upon this

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Mr. Chatham for society all the time of the have a provision supplied for them, which voyage, and have nobody else to talk to "would relieve Nettie ? He had not thought said the prudent interlocutor.

of it, that was all. Instead of that, he had " Then we'll go in another ship,” cried accepted the impossibility. Nettie's heart Nettie, promptly; “ that is easily managed. had grown impatient in the maze of mightI know what it is, a long voyage with these be's. She turned her back upon the lights, children—they fall up the cabin stairs, and and clasped Miss Wodehouse's hand, and they fall down the forecastle; and they give said good-night hastily. She went on by you twenty frights in a day that they will herself very rapidly along the hard gleaming drop overboard. One does not have much road. She did not pay any attention to her leisure for anything—not even for thinking, friend's protestation that she too was comwhich is a comfort sometimes,” added Nettie, ing back again to St. Roque’s to join Lucy confidentially, to herself.

-on the contrary, Nettie peremptorily left “It depends upon what you think of Miss Wodehouse, shaking hands with her in whether thinking is a comfort or not,” said so resolute a manner that her gentle adviser good Miss Wodehouse. “When I think of felt somehow a kind of necessity upon her you young people, and all the perplexities to pursue her way home; and, only when you get into! There is Lucy now vexed with Nettie was nearly out of sight, turned Mr. Wentworth about something—or noth- again with hesitation to retrace her steps ing worth mentioning; and there was poor towards St. Roque's. Nettie, meanwhile, Dr. Rider! How he did look behind him, went on at a pace which Miss Wodehouse to be sure, as he went past St. Roque’s ! I could not possibly have kept rip with, claspdare say

he was looking for, Net-ing her tiny hands together with a swell of tie. I wish you and he could have fancied scorn and disdain unusual to it in her heart. each other, and come to some arrangement Yes! Why did not Edward Rider propose about

poor Mr. Fred's family—to give them the “arrangement” which appeared feasible so much to live on, or something. I assure enough to Miss Wodehouse ? Supposing you, when I begin to think over such things, even Nettie had refused to consent to it, as and how perverse both people and circum- she might very probably have done with instances are, thinking is very little comfort dignation-still, why did it not occur to Dr. to me."

Edward ? She asked herself the question Miss Wodehouse drew a long sigh, and with a heat and passion which she found it was by no means disinclined to cry over her difficult to account for. She half despised little companion. Though she was the taller her lover, as woman will, for obeying herof the two, she leant upon Nettie's fine little almost scorned him, as woman will, for the fairy arm as they went up the quiet road. mere constancy which took no violent measAlready the rapid winter twilight had fallen, ures, but only suffered and accepted the inand before them in the distance, glimmered evitable. To submit to what cannot be the lights of Carlingford—foremost among helped is a woman's part. Nettie, hastenwhich shone conspicuous the large placid ing along that familiar path, blazed into a white lamp—for professional reds and blues sudden burst of rage against Edward because were beneath his dignity—which mounted he submitted to it. What he could do else guard at Dr. Marjoribanks' garden gate. she was as ignorant of as any unreasonable Those lights, beginning to shine through creature could be. But that mattered little. the evening darkness, gave a wonderful look With indignation she saw herself standing of home to the place. Instinctively there on the verge of that domestic precipice, and occurred to Nettie's mind a vision of how it the doctor looking on, seeing her glide out would be on the sea, with a wide dark ocean of his reach, yet putting forth no violent sudheaving around the solitary speck on its den hand to detain her. All the impatience breast. It did not matter! If a silent sob of her fiery nature boiled in her veins as she arose in her heart, it found no utterance. hasted to the cottage, where Susan was disMight not Edward Rider have made that cussing her journey with her Australian vissuggestion which had occurred only to Miss itor. No remnant of pathos or love-sickenWodehouse? Why did it never come into ing remained about Nettic, as she tlashed in his head that Susan and her family might upon them in all her old haste and self-re

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