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illustrated, that the junior members of the family | And you, with all your charms, with all your attaingrew into connoisseurs without dreaming of study ments, and all your power to enjoy, and means of -grew directly and certainly into such characters affording pleasure—what a blow-what a fall!" without forethought, as a blade of cora, in all its “ And while you enumerate my attainments, do greenness, is tending in the warmth of the sun, and you forget that they are like yours, marketable ; the favor of the soil, to produce a golden harvest. have you forgotten what that education cost? Will But the discipline of mind necessary to acquire the not others pay me as much for instruction as I have advancement which The Belle of the Opera attained, paid for my education ? And will not the task of gave to her habits of care with regard to the educa- imparting be a pleasure rather than a pain, because tion of her children; and the superficial study which it will be the exercise of those talents, and the uses of makes amateurs in any branch, was unknown in her those attainments, whose employment has been the family. Various degrees of perfection were observ- delight of our home, the pride of our social relations, able, and in different branches of pursuits and studies and the solace of my solitary hours. Be assured, there was a superiority among them, according to my dear husband, that with the exception of giving, gifts; but compared with other families, these children most of the pleasures of wealth may be had in poverty evinced pre-eminence in almost every thing they-and the substitute for the pleasure of giving must undertook.

be found in that of earning." But it was as a wife that The Belle of the Opera The apprehended evil was never realized. The most distinguished herself ; we mean the special, par- losses, though considerable, did not reach an amount ticular duties of a woman to her husband-all the that rendered necessary any diminution of style in other qualifications to which we have referred, were the family. of a kind to make her desirable as a wife—but in con- “I think the alarm has not been uninstructive,” stant affection, manisested in various ways in those said The Belle of the Opera; “either that, or the delicate arts, appreciable but inimitable by man, with approach of age,” (there was nothing in the lustre of which a beautiful and an accomplished woman her eye, or the brilliancy of her complexion that makes attractive her home, preserves it at once from denoted the proximity of years—and she knew it the restraints of affected knowledge, which is always when she said so-women seldom speak lightly of chary of near display, because fearful of detection, such foes when they are within hearing distance,) and from that ostentatious exhibition of attainments “either that or the approach of age has taught me to which wearies and disgusts by obtrusiveness. In all relish less many of the amusements which our means these, and the graces of intimate and reciprocal have allowed and with which my taste was gratified.” affection, she made her husband proud of his home, “A natural gratification of so cultivated a taste," happy in his companion, and gratified at her supe said her husband, “could be nothing but correct; riority in those things which belong more especially and it is only when others are acquired, that we need to her sex and made her beauty beautiful.

feel regret at indulging such as you have possessed. There was a cloud thrown suddenly across the We, who approach the midsummer of life, find brilliant prospects of the husband, a threatening of fewer flowers in our pathway than spring presented, utter insolvency; the evil seemed inevitable. Who but let us not complain of those who gather the should tell The Belle of the Opera that the means of vernal sweets; rather let us rejoice that we take with gratifying her highly cultivated taste, and displaying us the freshness of appetites that delights in whather admirable accomplishments were about to cease ? ever the path of duty supplies, and by discipline are

The husband had all faith in the affections of his made to enjoy those latent sweels that escape the wife; he appreciated the excellence of her character, observation of the uncultivated.” for he was worthy of her. But it was a terrible blow We repeat our remarks, that to judge of a woman 10 pride—10 womanly pride—the pride of condition, we must know her whole character. We must not which had never been straightened; it must be a suppose because a lady is at the opera, that she has terrible blow to her who knew how to use and how no pleasure in other positions, or that a cultivated to give, but had never been called upon to suffer or taste for music is inconsistent with the general culacquire. He carried to her the searful news of the tivation of her talents. It is wrong to imagine that a anticipated disaster; he did not annoy her by the beautiful woman is necessarily vain, or that her prelude of weeks of abstraction and painful melan- beauty is inconsistent with the discharge of all the choly, but with the first consciousness of danger he high and holy duties that belong to her sex; the wife, announced to her his fears, and a waited the con- the daughter, the mother, and the friend. sequences of the shock.

Excessive amusement, we know, vitiates the “And what, my dear husband, will become of us mind; and a woman, whose whole pride is to be all-of you, of me, and of the children?”

The Belle of the Opera, has evidently no mission " That is the misery of my situation. It is not for domestic usefulness. But the domestic circle only the loss of the property I received with you, is blessed, and woman's office honored, when an and that which I had acquired, but it is the difficulty improved taste and generally cultivated talent, the of pursuing any business without some of the means charms of person and elegance of manners are made which I thought so safe. I know not now how to subservient to, and promotive of, the full discharge sustain my family even in the humble state which of the duties that belong to woman in her exalted we must assume until I can again make a business. I sphere.

And, we may add, that religion itself is made more , quire fame. We would have those for whom we lovely, more operative, when the offices of humanity write bear in mind that the character of woman is which it suggests, and the services of devotion by incomplete, whatever talents or acquisition she may which it is manifested, are discharged by one who boast, if she has not the charm that attracts to and brings to the altar talent, beauty, acquirements, with delights its domestic circle. And she should know a sense of their unworthiness, and takes thence a ihat the basis of all those charms which give perspirit of piety and devotion that throws a charm manent beneficial influence, is religion; a fixed about all the graces that have been so attractive to principle of doing right, from right motives. Upon the world.

that basis let the lovely fabric be erected; beauty, We would have our Magazine commend to our music, literature, science, social enjoyment, all befair readers for approval and acquisition, all the come and all ornament the structure. And woman's gifts and graces which belonged to The Belle of the character with these is complete, if she add the disOpera; we would not have them seek that title. She charge of the duties of a friend—a wife-a mother. did not; as unconscious of the admiration of the She who is the charm of social life must be the audience, as the performers were of her individual benignant spirit of home—the source and centre of presence; she came to enjoy the music, not to ac- domestic affection.



Shrieking aloud in the wintry gale,
Rudely driving the patiering rain
'Gainst the lonely cottage's humble pane,
Uprooting the aged forest-tree,
Then whistling loud right merrily;
Owning no king save a mighty One!
Following His dictates, and His alone.

Flowers are beautiful—every hue
Colors their petals, and pearly dew,
The nectar the fairies love to sup,
Sparkles brightly in each tiny cup,
While the dark leaves of the ivy shine,
And its clustering tendrils closely twine
Round the old oak, and the sapling young,
And when it has lightly round them clung,
It laughs, and shouis, and it calls aloud,
Have I not now a right to be proud ?
I've mastered the lordly forest-tree,
I’m King of the woods, come see, come see.
Night's gems are beauteous, right rare are they,
Gloriously bright is each gentle ray,
Flashing and iwinkling up so high,
Like diamonds set in the deep blue sky;
Who is there but loves night's gentle queen,
Gorgeously robed in her silver sheen ?
Shedding her pale, pure brightness round,
O'er hill and valley, and tree and ground;
Gilding the waters as on they glide
In their conscious beauty, joy and pride;
Or sending a quiet ray to rove,
And wake the shade of the deep-green grove.
The Sun is beautiful—“God of day,"
He sends o’er the earth a lordly ray,
He shames the sweet pensive Orb of night
By his radianı beams so fiercely bright.
Wind is beautiful—not to the eye-
You cannot see it--bui hear it sigh
Lowly and sweet in a gentle breeze,
Rustling the tops of the lofty trees,
Sending the yellow leaves to the ground,
Playfully whirling them round and round,
Filling the sails with their fill of air,
Then dancing off on some freak more rare;
Scat'ring the snow and the blinding hail,

Water is beautiful-sounding clear,
Like distant inusic upon the ear,
Bubbling light, sparkling bright, bounding still
With a joyous laugh adown the hill,
Clapping its hands with a noisy glee,
Shouting I'm bound for the sea, the sea !
I'll bear my spoils to the Ocean's lide-
Hurrah! hurrah! the earth's my loved bride;
I came through a lovely grassy glade,
And caught the dew-drops from every blade ;
I stopped awhile in a shady spring
Hearing the summer-birds sweetly sing,
And I just 'scaped being pris'ner caught,
A maiden to fill her pail there sought;
But I laughed aloud with a careless ring,
As off I rolled from the crystal spring.
Small though I seem, I'm part of the tide
That's to dash against a tall ship's side,
Bearing silken goods far o'er the sea,
Bringing back ingots of gold for me-
For me to seize and to bury deep
Where thousands of pearls and diamonds sleep
Scorn me! who dares? I tell thee now,
I'm monarch, and mine is the lordly brow.

Oh! all is beautiful, all is fair-
High Heaven, and earth, and sea, and air,
The sun, the moon, and the stars on high,
The clouds, the waters, and sands that lie
Far away down where the mermaids roam
And the coral insecis build their home.




I must warn my readers given to sober-minded- i lashes of a superfluous length, for a man. They are ness, that they will probably rise from the perusal arch, yet thoughtful; soft, with all the tenderness of of the sketch before them, with that pet exclamation woman, yet giving out sudden gleams of the pride of the serious, when vexed, or wearied with frivolity, and fire of a strong, manly nature. Altogether, in “vanity, vanity, all is vanity!" I can, indeed, pro- form and expression, they are indescribably beautiful mise no solid reading nor useful information—no -eyes which haunt one after they are once seen, learning nor poetry-no lofty purpose nor impressive and seem to close upon one never. moral—no deep-diving nor high-flying of any sort in In character my kinsman is somewhat passionate all that follows. For myself, I but seek to wile and self-willed, but generous, warm-hearted, faithful away a heavy hour of this dull autumn day, and for and thoroughly honorable. Yet, though a person of my reader, if I may not hope to please, I cannot | undoubied talent, even genius, I do not think he will fear to disappoint him, having led him to expect ever be a distinguished man; for he sadly lacks amnothing—at least nothing to speak of.

bition and concentration, that fiery energy and plodAs a general thing, I have a hearty horror of all ding patience which alone can insure success in any manæuvring and match-making, yet must I plead great undertaking. He has talent for painting, music guilly to having once got up a private little con- and poetry, but his devotion to these is most spasspiracy against the single-blessedness of two very modic and irregular. He has quite a gift for politics, dear friends. There is a wise and truthful French and can be eloquent on occasion, yet would scarcely proverb, “ Ce que femme veut, Dieu le veut,” which give a dead patridge for the proudest civic wreath was not falsified in this case. But I will not an- ever twined. As a sportsman, my cousin bas long ticipate.

been renowned; he has a wild, insatiable passion My most intimate friend, during my school-days, for hunting, is the best shot in all the country round, was a warm-hearted, brave, frank, merry and hand and rare good luck seems to attend him in all his some girl, by name Kate Richmond. In the long sporting expeditions. years and through the changing scenes which have For the rest, he is a graceful dancer, a supassed since we first met, my love for this friend has perb singer, and a finished horseman; so, on the neither wearied nor grown cold; for, aside from her whole, I think he will answer for a hero, though the beauty and unfailing cheerfulness, she has about her farthest in the world from a Pelham, a Eugene much that is attractive and endearing-a clear, strong Aram, a Bruno Mansfield, or an Edward Rointellect, an admirable taste, and an earnest truthful- chester. ness of character, on which I lean with a delicious “In the course of human events," it chanced that feeling of confidence and repose.

a year or two since, I received an urgent invitation As I grew to know and love Kate better, and saw from my relatives, the Groves, to spend the early what a glorious embodiment of noble womanhood autuinn months at their home, in the interior of one

and how she might pour heaven around the of our western states. Now for my diplomatic adpath of any man who could win her to himself, I dress; I wrote, accepting, with a stipulation that became intensely anxious that her life-love should the name of my well-beloved friend, Miss Catharine be one worthy and soul.satisfying. One there was, Richmond, who was then visiting me, should be well known to me, but whom she had never met, included in the invitation, which, in the next comwho always played hero to her heroine, in my munication from the other party, was done to heart's romances; this was a young gentleman my entire satisfaction. Kate gave a joyful consent already known to some few of my readers, my to my pleasant plan, and all was well. favorite cousin, Harry Grove.

One fine afternoon, in the last of August, saw the I am most fortunate to be able to take a hero from stage-coach which conveyed us girls and our fortunes real life, and to have him at the same time so hand- rolling through the principal street of W-, ibe some a man, though not decidedly a heroic personage. county-seat,and a place of considerable importanceMy fair reader shall judge for herself. Harry is not to its inhabitants. We found my uncle, the colonel, tall, but has a symmetrical and strongly-built figure. waiting our arrival at the hotel, with his barouche, in His complexion is a clear olive, and his dark chestnut which he soon seated us, and drove rapidly toward bis hair has a slight wave, far more beautiful than effe- residence, which was about two miles out of town. minate ringlets. His mouth is quite small-lhe sull, On the way, he told me I would meet but two of his red lips are most flexible and expressive, and have seven sons at home-Harry, and an elder brother, on a peculiar quiver when his heart is agitated by any whom, for a certain authoritative dignity, we had long strong emotion. His eyes are full and black, or before bestowed the sobriquet of "the governor." rather of the darkest hue of brown, shadowed by He also informed us that his "little farm,” consisted of

she was,

about eight hundred acres, and that the place was Colonel Grove was an admirable host-he exerted called " Elm Creek."

himself for our pleasure in a manner highly creditable As we drove up the long avenue which led to the to an elderly gentleman, somewhat inclined to indofine, large mansion of my friends, I saw that my lence and corpulency. Every morning, when it was good aunt and Cousin Alice had token steps to give pleasant, he drove us out in his barouche, and by us an early welcome. I leaped from the barouche the information which he gave, his fine taste for the into their arms, forgetting Kate, for a moment, in the picturesque, and the dry humor and genuine good excitement of this joyful reunion.

nature of his conversation, contributed much to our But my friend was received with affectionate cor- enjoyment. In the sunny afternoons, we usually diality, and felt at home almost before she had crossed scoured the country on horseback-Harry always the threshold of that most hospitable house. My rode with Kate and I with “the governor," who grave cousin, Edward, met us in the hall-bowed proved an interesting, though somewhat reserved profoundly to Kate, and gave me a greeting more companion. My Cousin Alice was unfortunately courtly than cousinly; but that was “Ned's way." | too much of an invalid for such exercises. Harry was out hunting, Alice said, but would pro- In our evenings we had music and dancing, and bably be home soon.

occasionally a quiet game of whist. Now and then After tea, we all took a stroll through the grounds. we were wild and childish enough to amuse ourThese are very extensive, and the many beautiful selves with such things as “Mr. Longfellow looking trees and the domesticated deer, bounding about, or for his key-hole,” “Homeopathic-bleeding," and the stretched upon the turf, give the place a park-like old stand-by, “Blind Man's Buff.” and aristocratic appearance. Elm Creek, which One rather chilly afternoon, about three weeks runs near the house, is a clear and sparkling stream, after our arrival, Alice Grove entered the chamber which would be pleasantly suggestive of trout on appropriated to Kate and myself, exclaiming, “Come, the other side of the Alleghanies.

girls, put on some extra 'fixings' and come down, Suddenly was heard the near report of a gun, and for you have a call from Miss Louisa Grant, the the next moment Harry appeared on the light bridge belle and beauty of W— the fair lady we rally which spanned the creek, accompanied by his faithful Harry so much about--you remember." Bruno, a splendid black setier. On recognizing me,

We found Miss Grant dressed most expensively, he (Harry, I mean, not the dog) sprung forward with but not decidedly à la mode, or with much reference a joyous laugh, and met me with a right cousinly to the day or season. She was surprisingly beautiful, greeting. I never had seen him looking so finely, however-a blonde, but with no high expression; he had taste in his hunting-dress, which became him and then she was sadly destitute of manner. She greatly; and it was with a flush of pride that I turned seemed in as much doubl whether to sit, or rise, nod and presented him to Kate. Harry gave her a cor- or courtesy, as the celebrated Toots, on that delicate dial hand-shake, and immediately after, his dog, point of propriety whether to turn his wristbands up, Bruno, gravely offered her his sable paw, to the no or down; and like that rare young gentleman, comsmall amusement of the company.

promised the matter. I soon had the satisfaction of seeing that there was Miss Louisa talked but little, and that in the merest a fine prospect of Kale and my cousin being on the commonplaces; she had a certain curl of the lip: and very best terms with each other, as they conversed toss of the head, meant for queenly hauteur, but much together during the evening, and seemed mu- which only expressed pert superciliousness; so, untually pleased.

dazzled by her dress and beauty, I soon sounded her The next morning my gallant and still handsome depth and measured her entire circumference. But uncle took us out to the stable and invited us to Kate, who is a mad worshiper of beauty, sat silent select our horses for riding. He knew me of old and abstracted, gazing on her face with undisguised for an enthusiastic equestrian, and Kate's attainments admiration. in the art of horsemanship were most remarkable. When the call was over, we accompanied our Kate chose a beautiful black mare, Joan, the mate guest to the door, and while we stood saying a few of which, Saladin, a fiery-spirited creature, was more last words, Harry came up, having just returned Harry's horse, and dear to him as his life. I made from hunting. At sight of his fowling-piece, Miss choice of a fine-looking but rather coltish gray, Louisa uttered a pretty infantine shriek, and hid her which I shall hold in everlasting remembrance, on eyes with her small, plump hands. Harry, taking account of a peculiar trot, which kept one some- no notice of this charming outbreak of feminine where between heaven and earth, like Mohammed's timidity, greeted her with a frank, unembarrassed coffin.

air, and throwing down his gun and game-bag, begged The fortnight succeeding our arrival at Elm Creek, leave to attend her home. She assented with a was one of much gayety and excitement—we were blush and a simper, which left me in no doubt as to thronged with visiters and deluged with the most her sentiments toward my handsome cousin. Ah! cordial invitations. Ah! western people understand how perilously beautiful she seemed to me then, the science of hospitality, for their politeness is while I watched her proud step as she walked neither soulless nor conventional, but full of hearti- slowly down the avenue, with a bitter feeling, for ness and truth. Long life to this noble characteristic all the world as though I was jealous on my own of the generous west. ·

account. I was somewhat pacified, however, by

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Harry's returning soon, and bringing Kate a bouquet | Miss Grant to-day! Exquisitively beautiful-is from Louisa's fine garden.

she not ?" That evening we were honored by another call “Why," drawled the captain, stroking his im. extraordinary, from a young merchant of the place- perial affectionately, “she is rather pretty, but wants the village D'Orsay-by name, La Fayetle Fogg, cultivation; I can't say I admire her greatly, though from which honorable appellation the gentleman, by she is called the Adonis of this country.” the advice of friends, had lately dropped the “Mar- Kate colored with suppressed laughter, bit her lip, quis”-his parents, at his christening, having been and rising, opened the piano, saying—“Do you disposed to go the whole figure. But he had a title sing, Mr. Fogg ?” which in our "sogering" republic would more than Fortunately, Mr. Fogg did sing, and that very compensate for any of the mere accidental honors of well. He declined accompanying Kate in “Lucy rank-he had recently been appointed captain of a Neal,” saying that he “never learned them low company of horse, in W—, and had already ac- things ;" but on many of Russell's songs he was quiced a military bearing, which could not fail to "some," and acquitted himself with much credit. impress the vulgar. A certain way he had of step- During all this time Harry had taken little part in ping and wheeling to the right and left, suggestive the conversation, and when asked to sing, drily deat once of both a proud steed and a firm rider-a sort clined. I thought him jealous, and was not sorry to of drawing-room centaur. But Captain Fogg was think so. I saw that Kate also perceived his altered beyond all question strikingly handsome. I never mood, yet she showed, I regret to say, no Christian saw so perfect a Grecian head on American shoulders. sympathy for his uneasiness, but chatted gayly, sung There was the low, broad forehead, the close, curl- and played for all the world as though earth held ing hair, the nose and brow in one beautiful, con- neither aching hearts nor dissatisfied Harrys. tinuous line, the short upper lip, round chin, small At last my cousin rose hastily and left the room. ears, and thin nostrils. A classical costume would I said to myself, “He has gone out to cool his have made him quite statuesque; but, alas! he was burning brow in the night air, and seek peace under dressed in the dandiacal extreme of modern fashion. the serene influences of the stars." But no, he His entire suit of superfine material, filled to an crossed the hall, and entered the family sitting.room. exquisite nicety, and he revealed a consciousness of Soon after I followed, and found him having a regular the fact more Toots-ish than Themistoclesian. He rough and tumble with Bruno, on the floor. He moved his Phidian head with slow dignity, so as not raised his head as I entered, and said with a yawn, to disturb his pet curls, slumbering in all the softness “Has that bore taken himself oft ?" of genuine Macassar. His whiskers and imperial "No," I replied. were alarmingly pale and thin, but seemed making “Well, why the deuce do n't he go-who wants his the most of themselves, in return for the captain's company ?" untiring devotion and prayerful solicitude.

“I don't know," said I, “Kate, perhaps." The expression of this hero's face, malgré a Na. “Very likely," growled Harry, "you intellectual poleonic frown which he was cultivating, and a women always prefer a brainless coxcomb to a Washingtonish compression of the lips, was soft, sensible man. rather than stern-decidedly soft, I should say,-and “Yes, Cousin Harry, in return for the preference there was about him a tender verdancy, an innocent you men of genius give to pretty simpletons." ignorance of the world-all in despite of his best The captain's "smitation,” as we called it, seemed friends, the tailor, the artist in hair, and the artist in a real one, and his sudden flame g: uine-at least boots.

there was some fire, as well as a great deal of smoke. During the first half hour's conversation, I set He laid resolute siege to Kate's heart, till his loverthe gallant captain down as uneducated, vain and like attentions and the manifestations of his prefersupercilious; but I was vexed to see that Kate, daz-ence were almost overwhelming. In a week or two zled by his beauty, regarded him more complacently. Kate grew wearied to death of her conquest, and It was evident from the first, that Kate pleased him was not backward in showing her contemptuous decidedly, and he spread himself,” to use a western- indifference, when Harry Grove was not by. But, ism, to make an impression on her heart, whose oh, the perverseness of woman! in the presence of admiration for his physique spoke too plainly through my cousin, she was all smiles and condescension to her eyes. While he talked, Kate watched the play his rival; and he, annoyed more than he would conof his finely chiseled lips, and when he was silent, sess, would turn to Miss Louisa Grant with renewed studied with the eye of an artist, the classic line of devotion. his nose. The attentive, upward look of her large, Yes, Harry was plainly ill at ease to mark another's dark eyes, was most dangerous flattery-it loosened attentions pleasantly received by my friend—that the tongue of our guest marvelously, till he talked was something gained; but such jealousy of a mere quite freely, almost confidentially. Among other tailor-shop-window-man, was unworthy my cousin, things, he informed us that he “was born in the as well as a wrong to Kate; and for my part, I would chivalrous south,” and had been "a native of W- not stoop to combat it. for only the five years past.” I glanced mischiev- In the captain's absence, however, all went adously at Kate, and she, to turn the tide of talk, mirably. Harry seemed to give himself up to the exclaimed—“Oh, Mr. Fogg, we had a call from enjoyment of Kate's brilliant society, her cleverness,

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