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lighted to gaze on its rolling and breaking billows,, unbounded confidence; and it was only in the one and listen to its ceaseless sounding roar, which had instance in which her heart rebelled against it, that often been the solemn lullaby to ber nightly slumbers. she yielded to its mandate with bitter and unsatisfied The wide and level fields outspread before her native feelings. Her mother, whom we have not yet menhome, and the few bare hills which skiried here and tioned, had been dead several years; and three sisters, there the distant outline, were but litile calculated considerably younger than herself, partook more of to inspire those enchanting, but unreal dreams, which her care than her confidence. It thus happened that seem insensibly to arise amid the mountain scenery her father had been her companion, more than is so wildly beautiful and picturesque in many parts of usually the case in such relationships. She had been our western world.

accustomed to consult him in all affairs of conseRose had never been twenty miles from her quence; and self-dependent as she was by nature, she father's dwelling. All that she knew of the world durst not incur the responsibility of acting in direct had been learned in her own village, which was an opposition to his counsels. In this slight sketch we occasional resort for a small number of strangers have endeavored to give a faint outline of the chaduring the heat of summer; but its situation was too racter of our heroine, unlike, we are sensible, to the remote to be very generally visited before there were usual heroines of romance; but the portrait is drawn either railroads or steamboals to facilitate and add from real life, with its beauties unflattered, and its comfort and convenience to traveling. Communi- blemishes unconcealed; and we leave it as it is to cation with New York, which was the nearest city, make what impression it may on the opinions of was at that time tedious and fatiguing, as the road others. lay for many miles through sandy woods, or over a Robert Selwyn was a native of the same village. bleak and rough country. By water, the journey He was a few years older than Rose, but had been was performed in sloops, taking from three days to accustomed to mingle in all the country pleasures a week to accomplish the voyage. In consequence and amusements of which she had been for a time of these disadvantages, the transient sojourners in the principal attraction. His handsome form, his the village consisted chiefly of sportsmen, who manly and pleasing countenance, and his gay and sought its solitary retreat for the purpose of enjoying careless manners, were his only passports to favor. the game which was formerly found there in great He had no fortune to assist him in winning his way, abundance. The birds were seldom frightened away but he had energy and ambition, which were yet to from the lanes and meadows, excepting by the gun be aroused into action. There was a distant conof the stranger, who, having once found his way to nection between the families of Winters and Selwyn, that lonely yet delightful part of the country, returned which served as a plea for frequent and familiar interagain and again, not only to scare the plover from course. Rose called bim Cousin Robert, and under lheir haunts, but to enjoy the refreshing and invigo- that name he was received as a sort of privileged rating breezes from the ocean, and revel in the luxury guest at her father's house. The farmer always of freedom from fashion and restraint. There was welcomed him; and Rose chatted and laughed and a primitive simplicity in the manners of the inba. flirted with hju, until at last the flirtation ended in a bitants of the village which was peculiarly pleasing; serious attachment. Mr. Winters, with all his haand in which school Rose had received her first model. bitual foresight, had not looked for this result. To She was easy and unaffected, because seeking to part with Rose, was an event for which he had made appear no higher nor better than she really was. no calculation, and he could not persuade himself to Among her associates, she was a universal favorite. believe that her affections were irrevocably engaged. Her presence was sure to be in requisition at all the The application of her lover, therefore, for his conballs or merry-makings in the neighborhood, for no- sent to their marriage, was met by a decided refusal. thing of the kind could go off well, unless Rose Win- Pooh, pooh, Robert," said he, in answer to his ters, with her quick wit, irresistible good humor, and solicitation, "I wonder what you would do with a gay spirits, made one of the party. Her father, though wife. Tell me first, how you expect to make a a man of severe morals and true piety, was far from living for yourself, let alone Rose ?" being puritanical in his views or feelings. He “Why, if I can do nothing else, sir,” said Selwyn, loved to see Rose happy, and enjoyed the sunny “I can follow the sea, and at least get a living out of atmosphere which her never-failing cheerfulness and the whales. You know others here have got rich vivacity spread around the household dwelling. that way.” The bright sallies which flashed from her lips, instead Yes, yes, Robert, but it's a hard life, and not of being checked by the farmer, frequently occa- much to your taste, I reckon." sioned a repartee of wit from bim, which gave Rose “It might not be my choice, Mr. Winters; but a habit of sharpening her own against her father's I'm not afraid of hardships any more than other men weapons. Thus it was that she learned to respect -and I should think nothing hard with Rose.” her parent without fearing him. She knew him to “Oh, that's the way all young men talk when be possessed of the most inflexible principles of they're in love; but have you no other plan than that?” truth and rectitude; and that his jocose and lively · Yes, sir-I thought of either setting up a store, temperament could never induce him to swerve for or trying to get the school, as the old master is going a moment from the straight-forward course of honesty away. I believe I know about as much as he does." and honor. In his judgment she placed the most Mr. Winters laughed as he replied, “Very likely

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you may, Robert, and be no Solomon either; but it | which had been wont to beguile him at night of the

Set up a store on credit, and break fatigue of daily labor, and cast an unfailing charm next year; and as for school-keeping—no, no, I must over his retired dwelling. Not that Rose had altosee some surer prospect of your being able 10 sup- gether sunk into the sober and serious mood—that it port a wise, before you can have Rose with my was not in her nature to do—but an indescribable consent."

change had passed over her former manner, which “But, Mr. Winters, none of our girls here expect had somewhat of a depressing influence on her to marry rich. I wonder where they'd find hus- family. She could not help laughing and being lively, bands, if they looked for money! not in this town, I any more than she could help the beating of her am sure."

pulse, or the breath that came without her will or “There must be something to look to, though, agency; but there was something missing in the ineither money or bůsiness. Take my word for it, ward spring from which her spirits flowed. It was young man, you would find love but light stuff to live the heart's happiness and the spring, in consequence, upon without something more substantial along sometimes yielded bitter waters. with it."

Three years had fulfilled their annual revolutions, Selwyn was silent for a few moments, and then before the ship returned in which Selwyn had emsaid in a tone of severe disappointment, “Well, I barked, and then, alas ! it returned without him. must say, sir, that I did not look for this refusal. You The voyage had been a most disastrous one. They never objected to my visits to Rose."

had been nearly shipwrecked, after being but a few “No, but I wish I had, since neither of you have months out, and had been obliged to put in at one of as much sense as I thought for. I have been to blame, the islands in the Pacific to repair and refit. This and am sorry for it; but there has been enough said operation necessarily detained them a long time; and now, Robert—all the talking in the world will not the second year of the voyage, Selwyn got sick and alter my mind at present."

discouraged, and left them at a port where they had It was after this conversation that Selwyn, finding stopped to winter, and went to London. It was the farmer inflexible, and Rose determined to sacrifice hinted that he was wild and reckless, and would her love rather than disobey her father, formed the never do any thing for want of stability and perresolution to go out in a whaling ship, just about to severance. Rose was indignant at these innuendos. leave the port. Rose sought in vain to dissuade him. Her sense of justice and generosity spurned the He told her his mind was made up. “If you wont meanness of traducing the absent, and, her woman's have me, Rose," said he, “I may as well be on the love shielded him in her own mind from every atocean as the land, for I shall never marry any one tack on bis reputation. She received a letter from else; but I shall not hold you bound—for most likely him shortly afterward, the first he had writien since I shall never return."

his departure. The general tone of it was sad and I did n't expect to hear you say such a thing as desponding, but it breathed the most unabated affecthat, Cousin Robert," answered Rose, with her eyes tion toward herself, while at the same time it set her full of tears; “but you may hold me bound or not, perfectly free from her engagement to him. just as you please, I shall wait for you. If you should “I cannot ask you, dear Rose," he wrote, "to forget me, I could never believe in the love of any wait for me, when it is so uncertain if I ever can man afterward."

return to claim your promise. I have made nothing The ship sailed unexpectedly, and Selwyn, much by this voyage, and am determined never to see to his disappointment, was obliged to depart without your father again until I can give him a satisfactory again seeing Rose; and the sudden news that he had answer to his question of how I am to support a gone, occasioned the burst of feeling in her, with wife.'which our story opened.

Rose wept over the letter, and then consigned it We must now pass over a few anxious and tedious to her most secret hiding-place, and returned with years. Rose waited and dreamed of her lover's re- unshaken resolution to her usual train of duties. She turn, until her spirits flagged, and her young heart had lost none of her beauty, for the healthful exergrew sick with “ hope deferred.” Mr. Winters was cise of necessary and constant employment, prepuzzled and confounded. He had mistaken his served the bloom on her cheek, and kept her from daughter's disposition, and was not prepared for the giving way to useless repining. Among the beaux depth of feeling and affection which she had gar- of the village, she continued to have her full share nered in her bosom. That his bright and merry of admirers; and there was one of the number, Rose should suddenly become the reflective and Edward Burton, an enterprising and promising young thinking being, and perform her household duties man, who sought earnestly to gain her hand. It was with methodical and earnest care, instead of flying all in vain. Rose was deaf to his entreaties, and like a bird from room to room, and singing or laugh- laughed at his remonstrances, until he was obliged ing off a thousand grotesque mistakes, which before to give up his suit. were continually occurring under her management, In the meanwhile Robert Selwyn was seeking enwas to him a matter of serious consideration. In couragement and advancement from a foreign people. truth he did not much like the change ; for what was He continued to follow the sea, but without returning gained in order and regularity in his house, was to his native place. He went out from London, and lost in that inexhaustible fund of animating gayety I had risen by the usual gradation of ship-officers,

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lastly to captain. At the expiration of three more In the course of the following month, Rose was years, Rose received another letter from him; but duly installed in the authority of her new station. the time of meeting seemed still further and further Her active and energetic mind, on which the useful in the future. He knew not when he should return. branches of education had been thoroughly grounded, His employers kept him. constantly engaged, and he soon comprehended all the mysteries of her office, hoped in the end to realize an independence; but it while her sprightliness and good humor, joined to her might be long yet before it was accomplished. unusual decision of character, fitted her admirably

Such was the burden of the letter, and Rose de- for her occupation. The first term of her initiation, cided promptly on a new course of action for her however, passed wearily away. Her spirit pined in self. She had long had it in her mind to leave home. the confinement to which she had voluntarily subHer eldest sister was fully competent to take her jected herself—and with a feeling of home-sickness place in the management of the house, and the other gnawing at her heart, she repaired to her patroness, two were old enough to be companions and assistants; Mrs. Sandford, to tell her that she could remain no but Rose felt that she should have to encounter the longer. "I get thinking of my father," said she, opposition of her father. She therefore determined “when I ought to be attending to the lessons--and on making all her arrangements to go befo apprising sometimes my mind gets so confused, that I almost him of her intention. Much, indeed, then, was the imagine myself mad, and the school a bedlam. Infarmer astonished when Rose took her seat by his deed, Mrs. Sandford, I cannot engage for another side, after he had finished his evening meal, and ad-quarter. I find I was not made for a city life, after dressed him as follows:

all. The confusion distracts me, and the high houses “ Father, I am going to New York to live.” and narrow streets, make me gloomy and low-spirited.

“Going to New York to live!” repeated he, slowly, I feel as if I could n't breathe in the smoke and dust as if unable or unwilling to comprehend her words, here. Oh, if you only knew how I long for the “Why what has put that notion in your head, Rose ?” | pure air of the country, and the sight, once more, of

“I've been thinking of it for a year, father, but the wild, free ocean." put off telling you till the time came. Last summer, “But, my dear child," said the lady, "you cannot when Mrs. Sandford was here, she often advised me think of rewning now, in the depth of winter. The to go to New York; and a few days ago I had a letter communication by water is closed, and you know it from her. She says she can get me a situation as is a three days' journey by land in the best of travelteacher in a school, where I shall have many advan- ing. At present, they say the roads are nearly imtages, and I have made up my mind to accept it." passable. Come, take my advice and content your

“ You ought to have consulted me about it first, self till spring. Believe me, you will not find every Rose; I'm doubtful if it will be for the best.

thing as you expect when you return to the country: “Well, I shall do it for the best," answered Rose, A short absence from home, often produces a great “and if it should n't turn out so, I can't help it. You change in our own minds, and we are led to view know I 'm too much like you, father, to give up any the same objects in a different light. New impresthing I judge to be right; and I hope you wont blame sions of life and manners frequently destroy the me for leaving home now, since Be sey is quite as power of old associations to bring back past happigood a housekeeper as I am.”

ness; and we are left to experience a painful disMr. Winters bent his eyes downward, and was appointment, without being at first sensible that the silent. It was not bis habit to betray any outward change is in ourselves. We can never be again what emotion, but there was grief in his heart. His for

we were before." titude was sorely tried. The departure of Rose Rose listened attentively, and though far from being would cause a sad break in his bome enjoyments, fully convinced by the reasoning of Mrs. Sandford, and the philosophy of the man was destroyed for the she bent her will to a seeming necessity, and conmoment, by the feelings of the father. Inwardly he sented to remain. Naturally buoyant, she rallied her struggled, till unable to control himself longer, he spirits, and overcame her transient depression. Inrose quickly, and snatching his hat, went out from terested continually in receiving as well as imparting the house.

knowledge, she said no more about returning home After some time, he returned calm and composed, until the summer vacation lest her at liberty to reand simply remarked to his daughter, “You say visit her native town. Then it was that she underyou've decided to go, Rose, so there's no use in stood the change which the more experienced woman arguing—but you'll find a great change in a city life. of the world had sought to picture to her imagination. If you should n't like it, come back to your old home She was once more in the bosom of her family; on —that's all. Now call the girls in to prayers—it's the very spot where life had opened to her with such nigh bed-time."

bright anticipations of happiness. The same scenes Rose did as she was bid—and that night the farmer were around her. The extended range of level prayed earnestly and servently for the child who was country, and “The sea, the open sea," with its about to quit his protection, and committed her to mountainous and heaving billows, presented itself, the watchful care of Him who neither slumbers nor as in former days, to her unobstructed view. What sleeps. The prayer over, he retired immediately to then was lost? It was the simple laste, the unsohis pillow, which was wet before morning with an phisticated mind, the feelings untainted with the old man's unwonted dears.

world, and, most of all, the heart at peace! She was no longer contented. The quietude and same either in mind or manners; but they were not slow ness of the country left her too much time for thought; to perceive that the Selwyn who had just returned, and her restless spirit wandered again to the thronged was quite a different man from the Selwyn they had and bustling city, and the ceaseless routine of her formerly known. There was certainly a change in labors in the school as a sort of necessary means of him, but in what it consisted, they found it impos. relief. The sight of the ocean grew painful to her, sible to decide. He lacked nothing in cordialityfrom its reminding her too forcibly of her absent lover. he assumed no airs of superiority-he was neither Selwyn wrote not, came not. Some said he was mar- elegant nor fashionable—but he was not what he ried in London, and there came not a word from him- used to be. Perhaps it was that he had acquired self to contradict the report.

more manliness of character; and there was the least Edward Burton took advantage of it to renew the bit more of dignity in his manners; he was the offer of his hand to Rose.

smallest possible degree more guarded in his exNo," answered she, decidedly, “if Cousin pressions; and his frank and easy address was enRobert is really married, as people say, my faith in tirely free from the most distant approach to awkman's love is destroyed forever. I hope you will wardness. It is true, he was still the gay and jovial never ask me again, Edward, for my answer will sailor, noble-spirited and generous to a faule—but he always be the same.”

was more the gentleman, more the man of the world So Burton gave her up, and consoled himself by than before he went to foreign parts; and upon the marrying another; and Rose returned to New York, whole, the conclusion was that he was greatly im. and again devoted herself to the arduous task of proved, and would most likely turn out to be quite a teaching, which often filled her heart with weariness ; credit to the town. He had certainly grown handyet no one would have imagined her to be a dis. somer, as he had grown older. His face wore no appointed girl. Love-sick she was not; she had too traces of any inward discontent or disappointment, much strength of mind—but she was true-hearted and it is probable that he had worn his love either and constant. Nine years had elapsed since she had lightly or hopefully in his heart. His first inquiry, heard a word of Selwyn, and she knew not whether he after his return, however, was for Rose; and hearing were living or dead. They had been parted fifteen she was in New York, he hastened thither to meet years; and who will wonder that time had robbed her. It was at the close of a summer afternoon her of some of her early bloom; but there was an when he found himself at the door of the house where added expression of intellect in her countenance, he was told she boarded. He inquired for her, and a certain refinement of manner imperceptibly walked in, and sat down in the parlor in the dim acquired, which she had never possessed in her light of the fading day, which was rendered more obfather's house : so that altogether she was more at- scure in the shadow of the curtained windows. tractive, more to be admired at thirty-three years of Rose had gone to her room fatigued and someage, than when she first appeared at eighteen as a what dispirited. The name of her visiter was uncountry belle.

announced, and as she descended with a languid step And where was Robert Selwyn, while by slow to the parlor, she was little prepared for the surprise gradations from year to year this change had been that awaited her. silently wrought in his heart's first idol. His migra- Selwyn rose at her entrance with a confused and tions in the meantime had been many, and his for- doubtful air. “I beg your pardon, madam,” said he, tunes varied. Profits and loss were for some years “I called to see Miss Winters-Rose. Winters-I nearly balanced his accounts, but at length the understood she was here." brighter side predominated. Misfortunes and mis- "And so she is, Cousin Robert !” exclaimed Rose. haps were cleared away from his horizon, and his “She is before you, and yet you do not know her. sails swept onward through a tide of unexpected Am I altered so very much, then ?" success. It was then that he began to weary of his The question was accompanied with a painful long, self-imposed exile, and turn his thoughts and blush, from the consciousness that the bloom of youth wishes to home and “native land.” Energetic in in which he had left her, had passed away forever. purpose, and prompt in action, he no sooner formed Selwyn sprang toward her and caught her hand. the resolution of returning than it was put in exe- “Rose, my own dear Rose,” said he, with real cution. The voyage, quickly accomplished, he once feeling, “ forgive me. No, you are not altered; but more found himself among his old friends and towns. if you were, I should know your voice among a men, who shook him heartily by the hand, and wel- thousand.” comed him back with right good will. Some author "Ah, I know I have grown old, cousin,” said remarks, that “one of the greatest pleasures in life, Rose, struggling to recover herself, "how could it is to be born in a small town, where one is acquainted be otherwise, when so many years have passed since with all the inhabitants, and a remembrance clings we met." to every house." He no doubt felt this on his first “Well, Rosy, look at me! Has my age stood still, arrival, and his satisfaction was unalloyed; for, like do you think? Look at the crow's feet and the gray Rose, he had yet to know himself as he now was. hair, and tell me if you love me the less for them. Most of his youthful companions were married, and you would be the same to me, if you were twice as settled down into steady, sober-minded, every-day old as you are; for you see I have come back for sort of people—having made but little improvement | no earthly reason but to marry you, unless your own

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consent is as hard to obtain now as your father's time hereafter. Answer my question first, whether was before."

you mean to have me or not, and let me know Why, your friends said you were married in which way to shape my course. If you've changed London."

your mind, and lost your affection for me, just say “No, not my friends, Rose. It must have been so at once, and I'm off 10 sea in the first ship. You'll my enemies who said that; but you knew better. never be troubled with me again.” Did n't I tell you I would never marry any one “What an unreasonable man you are,” said Rose, but you ?”

"just as impatient and beadstrong as before you Yes, fifteen years ago, Cousin Robert—but the went away promise might be outlawed by this time, for all I “ You knew all my faults, dearest, long, long ago," knew. You do not pretend to say that you thought said Selwyn. They did not hinder you from loving my faith in your word would hold out, without even me once. Love me still, Rose, as you once did, receiving a line from you the last nine years." Be mine, as you promised you would before we

Why not pretend to say it, coz, when I know it parted, and you shall make me what you please." bas. Deny it now if you can."

Rose was silent. Her lover's arm was around * But why did n't you write to me, Robert ?" her, and memory was holding its mirror to her mind :

“ Because I'm no writer, and meant to come my and when she did speak at length, her voice was low self. You said you'd wait for me—and I knew you and indistinct, and her words nearly unintelligible. never broke your word. So now, my sweet little The spirit of them may be guessed, however, from flower, I've come to claim you, like a blunt sailor, the fact that Selwyn did not go to sea, and she reas I am, with few words, but a heart full of love, signed her situation as teacher, and returned with and what is better, something to live on beside.” him to her former home. The wedding was soon

“ You are in a great hurry now,” said Rose, after celebrated with the sanction of her father, and laughing and blushing. “Suppose you wait a little, but one source of regret to Rose, that the old minister, seeing you learnt the art so well in your absence. who in her youthful days was the pastor of her Why I have not had a chance yet to ask you what native village, had been removed in the meanwhile kept you a way so long."

to another world, and the ceremony of her marriage “ Never mind that, coz. There ’ill be plenty of was performed by a stranger.



(A Mexican soldier, being grievously wounded in one of the battles of Hidalgo, was deserted by his victorious companions. Unable to defend himself against the numerous Zopilotes, or vultures, which hovered around him, he put an end to his life with his own hand.]

I speak will ever by your ears be heard,
Where battle cries, the trump and stirring drum,

Salute your victory.

I FEEL the motion of each heavy wing

I hear the rustling of the air they cleave-
The shadows they, like sombre phantoms, fling
Closely around and o'er me, hovering,
Beget wild fears, which busy fancies weave

Into a dreadful certainty.
i hear the war-cry on the distant field !

I see the dust, by charging squadrons cast;
The cannon's blaze, the flash of burnished steel;
Bright banner's wave, the rapid march and wheel,
Where every step may be, perhaps, the last

A soldier e'er may take.
Closely, more closely, still I see them sweep,

Their wings are furled, and eagerly they tread,
Yet silently, as one who walks in sleep,
Swiftly, as tyrant monsters of the deep
Rush on their helpless prey, which seems to dread

Far, far too much to fly.

Was it for this I left my mother's side,

And bade to her I loved a last'adieu,
The dark-eyed girl I won to be my bride?
Was it to watch this warm, empurpled tide
Of life come gurgling, like a fountain, through

My rent and gaping breast ?
Wounded, alone, upon the field of strife,

The shouts of victory upon mine ear,
My comrades joyous, or bereft of life,
Martyrs, with fame and glory ever rife-
I do not dread to die alone e'en here,

As yon brave men have died.

Ye whom I loved, my brethren of the sword,

With whom I left my distant mountain-home, Come, come to me. Alas! no single word

But oh, great God! I would not feel the beak

Of yon dark vulture tear away my heart;
Not that I wish my failing strength to eke-
A soldier's death it was my joy to seek,
Wounded, alone, I have no other art

To save me. Let me die.

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