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was, of course, that of making a good match,' mer, when London is full of the fashionable as the phrase goes. Poor Mrs. Sanders! her world,' and when, consequently, the descending castle-building was about as unreal as that of grades of society, following their example, revel the girl in the old story with her basket of eggs. also in gaiety and visiting. A party was pro'Appearances' were, with her, the brittle com- jected to take place in the showy but really modity on which fortune was to be founded. No wretched home of the Sanderses; and little matter that at home there were heart-burnings could the invited guests suggest the crooked and discontent; tradesmen calling for bills which plans-laughable, if they were not most melan. there was not the money to discharge; or that, choly-to which their hosts must have recourse for the providing of showy luxuries, the necessa- ere they could receive them; the curious strataries of life were curtailed; and so, in the family gems, born of the inventive mother, Necessity, the petty selisbnesses of humanity were pain- by which they must keep the bubble ‘appearfully brought out, as, except in the very highest ances' from bursting. At the present moment, natures, they always are when individual com- how to obtain a little money to purchase articles fort is tryingly trespassed on. Even the bonds for which they could not obtain credit, was the of affection, which alone could have held togeth- question in agitation between mother and daugher such discordant elements, wore weaker and ter. There was a loud rat-tat at the doorweaker. Instead of instructing her children to surely street-door knockers are nowhere so noisy exert themselves, she taught them that, by cul- as in London-and presently Mr. George entertivating appearances, fortune would call at their ed the room, drawing off a pair of lemon-colored door; and certainly they waited with a patience gloves, the cost of which might have given them which would have been admirable if practised in all a better dinner than they had tasted that a better cause.

day. “In the days of their equal prosperity the two "Just met Harry Freeman,' he exclaimed, families had been intimate, but their unequal throwing himself into the nearest chair; and adversity had brought out in such strong relief finding tbat he received no answer to this imthe lights and shades of their character, and their portant piece of information, he continued, paihs seemed so opposite, that, without any

dis- • What luck some people have to be sure !! agreement, calls became less frequent, till some- Has he been in luck's way, then?' inquirtimes they did not meet for months together. ed Mrs. Sanders.

“Five years glided a way. At the end of that • Only that he has been pushed up over the time Clara Sanders was still unmarried; and heads of clerks of a dozen years' standing, and though at last, wearied and worn out with wait- made foreign correspondent in -_'s house.' ing for some unexceptionable and lucrative em- “I should think bis sisters would give up ployment to present itself, her brother had ac- teaching now,' said Clara, with an emphasis on cepted a situation, it was one infinitely inferior the last word. in point of remunerative advantages to several “ 'I don't believe it—they are such screws,' he had rejected; but then it was perfectly. gen. replied her brother. 'I declare I would not have teel;' and he was released from business in time worn the coat he had on.' to join in the fashionable promenades, and had " " What!-shabby ?' no veto put upon evening parties. Bred up in a “No, not shabby; but such a cut! East of bad school, he did not perceive that his ‘posi- Temple Bar all over.' tion' was one that to a high and upright mind “ There was

a slight whispering between would have appeared positively degrading. His mother and daughter. paltry salary scarcely found bim in pocket mon- " • If you do that,' said Mrs. Sanders, you ey and cigars, while for bis real maintenance must invite them.' the strong able-bodied man of twenty-two was “ He will be too busy to come,' replied Clara ; indebted to an impoverished and hard-working "and they will be sure to wear white muslin ; father; nay, worse, to a parent involved in debt girls always look nice in that.' and surrounded with difficulties. To my think. George and you might walk there this ing, the world in this nineteenth century knows evening; it would be better than writing.' no such martyrs those who are struggling to

“ • I'll leave you at the door, and call for you uphold themselves in a false position.

in half an hour,' said he, as they walked along; " It was a warm evening, just at that season for he had learned that her mission was not of the year when Spring is melting into Sum- solely to invite their old friends to join the eve. ning party, and his cowardly vanity shrunk from “I will lend it you with pleasure,' replied being present when the other solicitation was the kind-hearted girl, “if you will promise to remade.

turn it to me by the first of next month. It is “ Clara found Mary and her brother studiously part of what I hare put a way to pay for our les. engaged with a German master, and Fanny and sons in German and Spanish, and the quarter Mrs. Freeman busily plying the needle. She will be due then. I do not think Harry will must seek a private audience for her more im- need to go on any longer, for he has a talent for portant request; but she felt that she was give acquiring languages, and he has fagged rery ing her friends a little consequence,' by inviting hard for the last three years. I am not so quick, them to the party before the stranger.

and shall take lessons till Christmas, if I can We are particularly engaged on Wednes. | possibly afford it.' day,' said Mary; very particularly,' she added, “ The promise was given; ay, and I am afraid with a smile, which somehow or other brought without even the positive intention of fulfilling a blush to the cheeks of her sister l'anny. it. For those who are slaves to appearances'

“ Clara expressed in courteous phrase all due live only in the present, and regard the future regrets that they should not have the pleasure but little. of seeing them, with all the et ceteras usual on “ The first of the month arrived the secondsuch occasions; and on the first opportunity, the third—and no communication from the Sanasked to speak to her in private for five min. derses. On the fourih came a letter full of ex. utes. It was not an agreeable thing to ask the cuses and apologies. Mary had discrimination loan of five pounds, and she put it off yet anoth- enough to read through such phrases the simple er moment, by dwelling once more on the dis- truth--that they had not the money. She was appointment Mrs. Sanders would feel at not

too sorry for them to feel angry, though the disseeing her young friends.

appointment to berself was a serious one. She " • When I tell you,' said Fanny Freeman, determined to break off her lessons for a few now released from all restraint, 'that our dear weeks, until she could replace the sum she had Fanny is going to be married on Thursday morn- generously lent and—lost. Those who know ing, you will see that it is not likely we should what it is to study ardently, and with a specióc go to a party the night before. Though indeed object in view, will believe how vexatious such we seldom go into any thing like gaiety; you an interruption was. How the party 'went of, know we cannot afford finery and coach hire.'

or what further stratagems the Sanders family " In her astonishinent Clara could not help resorted to during the ensuing months, there is ejaculating, “That chit Fanny !

no record to show. Ashamed of seeing the friend Nay, though younger than we are,' said she had wronged, Clara took no further notice Mary, she is two-and-twenty.'

of the broken promise, putting off perhaps from " • Is it a good match?' asked Clara.

time to time the fulfilment of some vague inten"Excellent, I think,' replied Mary, again tion she might have formed of calling or writing smiling, and now at her friend's use of that vul- | again. But the crisis was coming; the bubble gar hackneyed phrase, 'inasınuch as her intend

was bursting; appearances could be kept up 00 ed is a gentleman of the highest character. | longer. One of the many penalties attending Their attachment I believe to be a most warm those who struggle to maintain a false position and sincere one; and though not absolutely is, that they seldom or never draw round them rich, he can surround her with all the comforts

friends able or willing to assist them in the dark of life. I assure you I rejoice that she did not hour of adversity. The really high minded and accept either of the other offers she received, al- generous, who would respect honest poverty, though they were what the world calls beiter

and hold out a helping hand to it in the time of ones.'

need, recoil from the mockeries of life and all " Other offers !-- and yet you never go out! false people; instinctively they shun them, and exclaimed Clara with undisguised astonishment. so know them not. Of all their butterfly asso

" I sometimes think they must have been ciates, the Sanderses had not one of whom to because we never put ourselves in the way of seek counsel or aid in the hour of their second seeking admirers.'

and deeper fall. Deeper, indeed; for now wası “ Clara was not inclined to ask what Mary disgrace. The world saw that the ruin came meant by using the plural 'we,' and so she pro

from personal extravagance; and creditors cheatceeded to seek the loan.

ed, as they believed themselves to have been,

intentionally, were different to deal with from been frittered away in folly and the pursuit of sufferers by mercantile failure. When Clara mockeries and unreal vanities. next called on Mary Freeman, it was with hum- “ Most melancholy is it to witness the misbled mien and tearful eyes, not to pay the bor- fortunes of those who suffer for the faults of their rowed money, but to seek a further loan of a few parents; yet rarely is this denunciation of Scripshillings. Fortune had smiled upon the orphans. ture avoided. In few things, indeed, are cause With Harry's increased salary, he had insisted and effect so easily traced. And surely, of all that Mary should confine her earnings to the de- | injuries inflicted on the young, none is so fatal fraying her own personal expenses, thus she as evil training. Clara's young brother and sishad already saved money.

ter, mere children still, have, to my thinking, a "Say no more about the old debt, my dear better chance of prosperity than she had. PlunClara,' she exclaimed ; 'I long ago looked upon ged as they are into absolute and acknowledged it as a gift; that is, if you would accept it from poverty, at least they escape the misery of a an old friend. I should have written to tell you • false position ;' they have a firm footing, from so, but I feared to hurt your feelings.' And she which let us hope that, by some honest means, slipped another bank note into her hand, to be they may rise to comfort and independence. As returned . whenever she grew rich.'

for George, selfish and idle habits, it is true, had " And this was the friend whom for years she taken deep root in his nature; yet he was young, had slighted !- whom her mother had hesitated and in those few words lies a world of hope. to invite to the house, lest she should appear ill The thin ice of false appearances had broken bedressed! The good that was in her nature seem- neath him, and for that, were he already wise, ed to rise above the evil teaching by which it he would have been most thankful, yea, though had been crushed, and, throwing herself on her for the time he were plunged into very troubled knees, she buried her face in Mary's lar, and waters. They could not have stranded him on burst into a passionate flood of tears.

a more insecure resting place. I know not his My poor girl,' said Mary, herself somewhat

preseni lot. overcome by the interview, 'I do feel for you. “ Another four years passed away, bringing I know what poverty is—bitter and hard to bear. myriads of changes-some sudden, some graduYet it is a foe that, to be conquered, must be al-to many a hearth and home. During this bravely met. You are still young—'

period Mrs. Freeman, who had been for many Five-and-twenty! murmured Clara. years in delicate health, was taken from her "Well, so am I.'

children; but, saving this bereavement, her fa". But you have overcome your troubles; mily had prospered beyond the brightest paintmine are just beginning.'

ings of hope. The affection between Mary and “I have worked very hard for six years, it her brother was something beautiful to contemis true, and I have had my reward.'

plate. His life had been too busy to afford him “I-I,' exclaimed the wretched Clara,wring- much time to cultivate acquaintances; thus his ing her hands, 'seel older-much older than I warm affections were concentrated on a few very am. I have seen so much misery, so much fal- dear friends, and his sisters, especially Mary, to sity; all the energy of my youth seems gone.' whom he looked up with no small degree of rev

"Some of it will come back when you set erence as well as love. The most perfect confiyourself resolutely to some suitable occupation. dence had always subsisted between them; yet Independence is so delightful a feeling, and the now, for the first time, Mary suspected that money one earns so very sweet, so much more Harry hid some secret from her. The mystery, one's own than any other can be. No one ever whatever it might be, seemed not of a disagreeforgets his or her first earnings, and you have able kind; yet that there was a mystery, she this pleasant emotion still to know !

felt certain, else why so many letters--some of Mary Freeman tried to cheer her suffering them, too, looking like tradesmen's bills--about friend; and in part she succeeded. She per- which he said not a word, though he generally suaded her to seek independence resolutely and looked rather pleased than otherwise when he perseveringly, and, after a while, she did find a opened them? True, he had told her an acsweet return for her exertions. But it was quite quaintance of his was furnishing a house, and true that the rich, strong energies of youth had had consulted him a good deal about it; and he,

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things I have yet to show you. I am partner in One day Harry Freeman proposed an excur. the house where I serred-I hope faitbfully. sion sone half dozen miles from town, to visit That I should become so, was almost the last the residence of this mysterions friend. It was ! wish expressed by Mr. the bead of the a beautifoi day in Sprieg, when every thing in, firm, on his death-bed.' mature seems to gładden ibe heart; and exhila-! «"I do not think it can be real,' said Mary, rated by the ride, Mary was in high spirits when, when at last she could speak, after gushing tears they drove up to the gates of a substantial villa, of joy had relieved her heart; bat, Harry,' she beautifully situated on the rise of a bill wbich continued, as if a new idea had just occurred to commanded a fine view—the house being sureber, “you may marry ?' rounded with extensive and highly cultivated ""And so may you,' replied her brother; 'in. pleasure grounds. When they entered the dwel deed I am almost selfish enough to fear you will.

l ling, Mary found that every thing corresponded But,' be added, as again be held her in his with the outward appearance of elegance. One arms and kissed ber cheek, if I should marry room, especially, seemed to charm her-a sort! you will but have another sister. I could not

of breakfast-parlor or morning-room, in which love a wife who did not love and reverence | books and musical instruments were arranged,

and which, leading into a conservatory, seemed
to hint that the intended occupier had a femi.
nine passion for flowers.
«•I suppose this beautiful house, this exqui-

MY SPIRIT-MOTHER. site rooin, are intended for some young and in

'Twas a calm and quiet evening teresting bride ?' exclaimed Mary.

In the golden autumn time ; "No, my dear sister, not so,' replied Harry.

Not a murmur broke the stillness, * Sit down on this sofa beside me, and I will

Save the far-off vesper chimegive you a brief history of the owner of this

Not a ripple woke the waters dwelling. There was a poor boy thrown adrift

From their soft and dreamy sleep, on the world without friends, without money. Save as when a falling leaflet He remembers to this day that he felt himself Kissed the bosom of the deep. as if cast on an ocean without anchor, or compass, or rudder. There was no settled purpose

Moonlight, soft and pure and holy, in his young heart, which was filled with bitter

Trembled through the misty air, recollections of indulgences no more to be tasted,

Resting on the placid waters and overgrown with wrong notions and false

Like an angel smiling there. pride of all sorts. To the beautiful example of

Stars came down, awhile to linger one dear relative, and to words which, on a day

On the peaceful wave asleep,of most intense agony, he heard from her young

Seeming, in their lustrous beauty, lips as a message from on high, he feels that,

Floating jewels on the deep. under Heaven, he owes a degree of worldly pros

Heaven and Earth the while seemed blend

ingperity almost unparalleled. It is for this sweet relative and himself,' he added, smiling, if she

Gently mingling into one, will let him share her home, that he has pre

Till the world was robed in glory,

As the splendor of the sun. pared this abode. Do you not think he does right to devote his income to her coinfort, her Oh! the rare and hallowed beauty enjoyment ?'

Of that silent evening hour,
"Quite right,' replied the unsuspecting Ma- Gently wooed my weary spirit,
ry; 'but, Harry, who are they? I am sure I By its soft, persuasive power
should like to know them.'

Far away from aught unholy,
Mary,' murmured be, with much tender-

Till earth's cares no more were mine-
ness, and drawing her yet nearer to him, 'I was Till one high and holy impulse
the poor boy, and you the sweet sister, whose Ruled alone my spirit's shrine.

Then amid the dreamy moonlight,

Came a holy spirit-guest,
And the words she softly whispered

Thrilled with hope my yearning breast ; For she bade me bear Life's burdens,

All its weary weight of tears— Calmly, with no word of murmur,

Firmly, with no doubts or fears.

Then, in tones of sweetest music,

As the moonlight round her fell, Whispered she one tender blessing,

Murmured she one fond farewell. Upward, through the silvery radiance

Of the clear and crystal air, Wistfully I gazed, and wondered,

As she slowly floated there ;

Till a flood of golden glory

Closed around her pathway bright, And the woven starlight hid her

From my wrapt and eager sight. Then, I knew the angel vision

Which had blessed me, as she smiled, Was my own sweet spirit-mother,

Watching o'er her wayward child.

Then I knelt amid the silence,

And the shadows brooding thereAs I breathed my burdened spirit

Forth in deep and earnest prayer, That my angel guest might hover

Ever near, to bless and guide,While my bark was wildly tossing On Life's dark, tempestuous tide.

EMILY R. PAIGE. Bradford, Vi.

bloodshed and destruction, no wonder her youthful heart shrank within itself; and she deemed herself an exile, rather than an empress. Speaking even the French language with difficulty, her simplicity and mistakes were not unnoticed, by her splendid court; she was far from being happy amid the gaieties of the gayest court upon earth. Surrounded by those who loved her not, but rather drew unfavorable comparisons between her and the brilliant Josephine, we should not be surprised that she sighed for her distant home; nor that she was unpopular with the gay and superficial Parisians.

Yet she possessed resources of enjoyment independent of the giddy throng around her. She was passionately fond of music, painting and poetry. In these she found pleasure during the weary years of her residence at St. Cloud. She appreciated the beauty of the productions of her native bards, which she studied and repeated in her solitude.

Some idea may be gained of the excellence of her character, from Napoleon's comparison of her with Josephine, when he was no longer cheered by the society of either. Speaking of his wives, when at St. Helena, he remarked, that he had been very much attached to them both-adding, “the first was a votary of art and the graces, the other was all innocence and simple nature; and each had a high degree of merit. The first in no moment of her life ever assumed a position, or attitude, that was not pleasing or captivating, it was impossible to take her by surprise, or make her feel the least inconvenience. She employed every resource of art to heighten natural attractions, but with such ingenuity as to render every trace of allurement imperceptible. The other on the contrary never suspected that any thing was to be gained by innocent artifice. The first was always somewhat short of the truth of nature-the other was altogether frank and open, and was a perfect stranger to subterfuge. The first never asked her husband for any thing, but was in debt to every one; the second freely asked whenever she wanted, which however, very seldom happened, and she never thought of receiving any thing without immediately paying for it. Both were very amiable and gentle in disposition.”

This speaks volumes in favor of the Austrian princess, the timid and artless Marie Louisa, and we see that she loses nothing that is truly valuable in her sex, even when compared with the fascinating Josephine.

A few words in regard to her personal appearance. She was of a fair, beautiful complexion,

MARIE LOUISA.

The name of this Austrian princess, who at the early age of nineteen became the second wife of Napoleon Bonaparte, we often hear pronounced with a feeling of dislike and aversion. Our sympathies are ever with the loving, sorrowing, divorced Josephine, and justice has scarce been rendered to the fair princess who left the proud home of her father to becoine the wife of one whom she had ever been taught to regard as an enemy of her country, and of mankind. The good of Austria required it, and she made the sacrifice. Wedded to one whom she loved not, -to one who had grown old amid the din of war--whose brow was prematurely wrinkled by the care of conquered subjects, and scenes of

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