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Lindsay and “'hen‘ thou art sorrowful, and cares amund Crowd fast upon the steps of pier days; W’henthoubelievest, e’enbrightest mlend The saddest echoes to the gayest laysâ€"- As men of old were fed with angels' food, Go seektheir mmedyindoinggood. When those to the the clearest shall have died; Andemhfreshdaygromw tothineeyes: When every hope that others b ' (1 upon Comes to th senses with a sad surprise-â€" Take n t e burden of mother’s grief ; Learn mother‘s pain, thy woe’s relief. Mom-her. believe that sorrow may be bribed With tribute from the heart. not sighs nor tears, But noble: era'ificeâ€"of helping hands. Of cheering miles, of syn athetic ears. Ofthave the saddest wo themveeterstrain ; In angels’ music let the soul complain. Then Grief shall stand with half averted foot Upon the threshold of a brighter day; And Hope shall take her swiftlv by the hand, And both kneel dowh'with Faith to meekly pray. Lifted from earth, Peace shall immortalise The heart that its own anguish purifies, P. MURRAY, PROPRIETOR. VOL. I. The Rev. Cyril Dam'ers was about to mend his village pulpit to preach his first sermon. A formidable effort was this to the young curate, for he was hardly six- and-twenty, and of a studious and retiring disposition. He atmxi in the little vestry, While the old man who fulfilled the com- bined lay and clerical duties of gardener to the Rector, verger and sexton. arranged his "own with ceremonious care.'l'he tiny melted bolting-glass 9ver the {ire-place re- , 7, f-:_ u.» n. u... -7-.. He walked to his lonely home through the quiet meadows, that la3y'sleeping 1n the .Sabbath sunshine of June, \V‘ th feelings of calm and thankful gladness, and thohg "ht of his future lif ~ with less doubt and hope- :lessness than he had done since the day when the young collegizm h- id been called 3 home tohis dying father, to have entrusted 'to his loving me the three helpless women, whose sole stay and succour in this \\ orld wasthe only brother and only son. “'hat , a charm there is often in the yWOl‘dS‘ only I son. Sometimes it conjures up visions of petted childhood, unrestrained youth, heir-ship to broad lands, and everything that undivided love and fortune eanbeetow. But Cyril Dunvers had to prove the dark- ness of the other side of the subject, when family mes, heavy enough for ripe 'man- i hood, yoverwhelm the youth of an only son, 5 who has so many dependent on him alone, til nothing but love can make the burden flected the ygung clergyman’s faceâ€"fair j and pleasant to look upon, but now turning 1 from red to pale, like that of a timid girl. 3 The last verse of the simple, but sweet and ; solemn hymn resounded from within, ‘ warning the curate that he must muster up all his courage. A respectful " God be{ with you, sir I” from the old man, turned ‘ his thoughts from his own natural timidity tothe high and holy duty he had to per- form ; and the young curate walked from the vestry to the pulpit with a. pale face, indeed, and with a beating heart, but with a quiet and religious feeling that befitted the time and place. As Cyril Danvers began, his voice trem- bled, for he thought how much depended on this his first sermon ; for on his talents and success hung the hopes, almost the means of subsistence, of a widowed mother and two younger sisters: but as he pro- ceeded the sacredness of the task drove away all worldly thoughts. and he swim with an earnest enthusiasm that went to the hearts of his simple hearers. Perhaps Cyril felt relieved that they were chiefly of the humbler chxss, and that his own good but somewhat cold and stern superior, was absent from his pew, whose only occupant was the rector’s daughter, Lucy Morton. “’e fancy all Lucia must be fair, and gen- tle, and good; and Lucy Morton did not belie her name, so that the young curate need have feared no harsh criticism from her. He was too later arrived at the vil~ Inge even "1:: E13;"fiérwi>§§1§h‘t;flim a passing glance at the rector's pew showed him a. sweet face, lifted up wig}: such piqns and earnest attention, that it gave him courage ; and Cyril Danveré ended his first sermon, feeling that the great effort of his life was 9ver, and over well. A v However, the young man had borne and i triumphed over many cares; and when at last, a. few weeks after the Sunday with which our tale begins, he brought his mo- ther and sisters to asmall but prettypottage within a. short walk of his new curacy, Cyril felt the quiet content of a man who has done his duty so far, and has reason to look forward to a season of tranquility and hapâ€" piness. Most joyful was he in having se- cured a home for his aged mother, and the two young and beautiful creatures who called him brother. But for him, these would have been thrown upon the world in utter helplessness; for, a hundred years agoâ€"the date of our taleâ€"women were but imperfectly educated, nor held the same position in society which they now justly min, and it was impossible for a young female, plunged from affluence into poverty, to gain a livelihood by any of the many ways through which unmarried and unpro- women may in our day honour-ably and successfully struggle against hard for- tune. 'For this reason the high-principled and afl'ectionate brother murmured not for amoment at his burden, but was thankful that his own hardly-earned salary, and the poor remnant of his mother’s dowry, would sufice to keep Frances and Jessie from sufâ€" fering the bitterness of want. over the curate 3 little family. ere had been time enough to remove the shadow of death which had overwhelmed them when l their father was taken away. The sisters ! md brother were all young, and in youth 1' life is so easily made pleasant! even the ‘ void which desth leaves is not eternal ; and i now th:d sole token of him wig) washgone, ; rennin inthemo ' otewi-w dowed mother, whim £3116. never lay T aside save for the garments of eternal rest- 3 Light-hearted Jessie sang like a bird once moregwaswila with joy at living in the ‘ beautiful eonntgjinand enticed Cyril from P13 b°°k39 811d 088 from her charities “1 the village, where she and the rector’s daughter were the ‘ 13 of the poor and needy. Lucy orto‘ziead at first sight liked thecunte’s eldest sister, and that liking soon became love. Not that they were similar in disposition, for thnt friend.- ship does not always require. Lucy’s na- ture's: joyt'ms ass sunny summer’s day, while Francis was like the samedayâ€"eslm, mintsunless. Henwssthetem mentomwlrichsorrawnever hgietl; and she had one bitterness w ' her bro- theranisis‘terwere-spuwerl: Fumes had loved, dgysndtruly, andherchnngeof fortune Mover pas-ted her from that love; Sheâ€" id-‘not sink’nnder the loss ; but her, smileewue lessfireqnemt and more sad ; new 0‘ h" weenie» used to‘ any 7 Th: summer gassed lightly and leasantly 'l that Fru'wes Denver‘s; gt four and twentf, looked like one certain to be an old maid. Nevertheless, every one loved Miss Dm- blight to singâ€"to wonder annoy- ance of the rural Orpheus, u blacksmith, TEE ONLY SON. girth. who was wont to lead the church music, 1 showing forth his six feet height and stem tor-inn lungs in front of the Emeryâ€"even to the grave rector himself, it o invariably seemed pleased to see the gentle and lady- like Frances as his daughter’s com '02:. Together they visited the poor an sick, often meeting, in their rounds, with the curate himself, on whom devolved much of the pastoral duties of the parish, and whose gentle manners, and earnest but unobtru- sive zeal, endeared him every month more and more to the simple people among whom his lot was east. In this primitive region there Were few above the rank of farmers, so that the rector's daughter while too genâ€" tle to despise her more uncultured neigh- bours, felt and expressed herself very happy in having found associates of her own age, similar in station, education and pursuits to herself. i The frank-hearted but imsophisticated ' Lucy (lid not disguise her love for Frances, : nor the sincere pleasure she felt in the so- ? ciety of Cyril. Her laugh was gayest, her ' sweet face brightest, when he was by: until 3 the student ceased to shut himself up with ‘ u": acuuuuv vaâ€"ov‘ -v ____ ' his books, and his countenance Wore alook ‘ j, of continual happiness. which gladdened . ! his mother‘s heart. All the winter, the i four young people met almost every day ; E and it was only when the spring brought to I the rectory a visitor, who took away a I slight share of Lucy’s society from them, l that the curate and his sisters began to . think how dull their little parlour was with- ‘ out the bright smile and cheerful voice of ‘ the rectur’s daughter. Miss Hester Dims- ' dale, Lucy’s guest, was one of those plain : but attractive girls who make tact. good . nature and good sense atone for the lack of beauty. She was very lively and open- v hearted : too much so, perhaps, for she had 1 a way of telling unpleasant truths, and of ' making cutting remarks, which she called “speaking her mind," but which was often t anything but agreeable to the feelings of 5 others. [Her penetration discovered at I once the state of things between her i friend Lucy and the Danverses. and a few 1 pointed words at once tore the veil from .i Cyril's eyes : he beheld his own heart, and 1 while he saw he trembled. i “Why are you so thoughtful, Cyril I" 1 asked Frances one evening, after she had i for some minutes watched her brother, who : sat with a book on ,his knee, though evi- i dentlynot reading. . ! Jessie started up and looked over his ‘ shoulder. “Why, he has been sitting i here an hour, and has not even turned over L. .1 n_A -_ can“ the second page 1 A pretty student is my clever brother becoming !" said the laugh- ing girl, shaking her curls in his face. Cyril looked confused. “I fear I am get- ' lazy, Jessie; but I have so many tmg. . thmgs to thunk about and to do.” ‘ - . .. . .. ,,_ 1.-..“ 1......“ '5 w nun... â€"-~_- .â€" “ And is that the reason you have been so grave lately} Why, Cyril, I have hardly seen a smile on your face sinceâ€"yea, ever since Hester Dimsdale mung.” .n -‘l__ all-[UV HGOWA yuan-“v v.â€"_, “Is that the grand era, chen !" said her brother, forcing the long-absent smile to his lips. Jessie looked very wise. “Ah! I see how it is!” she answered in a sedate whis- r. ‘ ‘.I howwhatlhas come over the grave Cyril Danvers+he loves some one 1” “Yes, I lovg .my mother, and you, you a LL , _______ _..., litflértoémenttzimptedthe your! ister guicldyl 133:.he stooped over his‘ L ,J- -w ‘ vcn \1\uw_y w-uv ."V- ing sister and kissed her check, so that his face was hidden from her View. “ What! and not Frances too 1” archly said the merry Jessie. Cyril turned toward the elder sisters. look which needed no Words; it was evi- dent he loved her more even than he did the gay damsel of eighteen, who was ever the pet of the family. Then he took up his book, and Went silently into his own Avvnl. The gay girl had touched a. c0111 that vi- brated fearfully in her brother’s heart. Cyril did love, and .love passionately; and he knew it was all m vam ; for how could )1? hoge t0 my 2 Even had Lucy loved ‘ 1:: , 1...; “an“ uv «V v -v ...._- himâ€"he never thought she did;â€"but even had it been so, how could he tear from his heart and home those dear ties, without which dear severance he could not hope to take a wife I The strife was very bitter in the young man’s bosom. He had been so happy with his mother and sisters ; and now it seemed that they stood between him andthe girl he loved, so that, without sacrificing them, he could never hope to xnan-‘y_her. Sometimes he felt thankful , 1i-..‘ L:m A'- we... _, ............. that Lucy seemed not to love him, or the struggle would have been harder still. But then she regarded him kindlyâ€"he might soon have gained her love. had he dared; and her father was a kind. fill man, who Would not oppose hischild's p« p' ess. Then poor Cyril fell at once from his pictured dream : he thought of his de- serted sisters, alone and unprotected by the shelter of a. brother's love, knowing that his income and his home were now the right of another, and they were dwflate. He could not be the cause of thisâ€"not eVen to win Lucy. . .. L ,___L .._ -M..:.:nn W "Lu “MVJI No wonder was it that such an agonizing strife in his heart made Cyril’s face mourn- ful, much as he strove to hide his feelings from every eye. But it was terrible tohave at times to struggle with the bitter thoughts that would rise up against the innocent ones who knew not how much he sacrificed for their sakes ; and to be in the presence of her who had awakened this passionate and fatal love, was almost more than the young man could bear. He would have sunk under the conflict, but that it did not last long. One day Hester Dimsdale came to 1m- nounce her sudden departure, and Lucy was to return with her for a twelvemonth’s visit to London; and the two girls had come to bid an abrupt adieu at the cottage. Frances was rather pained to see that her sweet friend Lucy so little regretted the parting. She might have been more and ; but then she was so young and gay, and w_a.s goingto semany antici ted pleasures. ‘ urn, .._...... .4“ . When Lucy kissed Mrs. Dmvers with a. tearful adieu, Frances forgzma her at once for looking so'happy. Cyril saw nothing, felt nothing, except that Law was going, that his heart was riven with despairing love, and that he most conceal it. , 11,, j Ln_A luvc, ”u v..." --v .. Frances and her brother walked home with them, in the twilight, across the mea- dows. Cyril felt as If dreaming. He ogly knew that Lucy‘s hand trembled on ‘ .1 ,4 1.,._ JANA-ab ‘nnn m- his arm, and thst her downcnst face was sad as she spoke of her departure. “Are you sorry to leave us!” salted Cyril in earnest tones that mocked his attempts}? coneeal his {eelingn _-‘ A...‘ i-..“ don‘- u-vvâ€"rvâ€" V . Lucy did not speak, but one large tea: fell on the handful of bright flown-s that Mrs. Denver-s had, for thelast time, gather- ed for her favorite. Another moment, and Cyril would hove forgotten ell his resolves, and poured forth lug mpanioned love ; but Frances uncon- salons} turned mound. He now her pale, hog!“ though beautiful face, and the weakness was gone. V The son and brother would not'fomke his duty even for love. When, after a passing silence, Lucy’s voxoe beside him sounded cheerful u ever, {3an thought with: sternjoy that his love was nnretuljned, end heceme 91m once .LL A_- more. As they parted, he looked with one fixed gm of intense affection in her face, halfnisedherhnnd tohialipe, then mlinouinhed it without the bins, fix-cw In! ADVERTISER FOR THE COUNTY OF VICTORIE imterruptedthe you min- “ he stunned over his eel- 4! LINDS AY, ONTARIO: THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 18, 1869. For my weeks that Lucy the village seemed desolate ind So the cunte‘a sister felt and said ; And aneee, with n. quickaighted earnestne- given b her own olden love, watched her brothe 9 every look. But- he seemed mime: dun IA___ ual, spoke of Lucy in his usual tone, read her frequent letters, and even sent some few kind messages in answer to hers. The anxious sister mdeoeived. Conced- ment was imposible to her own womsnly nature; shefeltsatisfiedthstshehsdheen mistaken, for Cyril never thus could hove hidden his love. She knew not the extent to which love can give strength of purpose. It happened, me,“ before longsnother subject engrossed the thoughts of the ten- der sister. The gay and beautiful Jessie gtined a. lover : one who had seen her st the village church, wooed and won her ; for he was comparatively rich, hmdsome end good withal, and worthy to be mated with the youngest duh of the family. So in a few months Jessie vers beeuno a bride. u vb-u“ There is alwayssvngue sadnessstteudsnt ssve by Cyril himself, in the lonely nours on the first wedding in the (sadly; It is of sullering, of which no one knew. She the first tie broken, the first ird that did not revisit Elmdnlo. but went shrosd leaves the nest to venture, on half-fledged with her husband. Change of abode hap- wings, in a. world untried. Mm. Danvers pily removed Cyril from many hsunting wept almost as much at her daughter’s memories of his lost love ; and to every wedding ss st her husband's death.-- 9 one else it seemed ss though she had never Frances, too, was sad ; it bro 'ht back her been. After some years, many hegsn to own love-sorrowsâ€"unqnoken, ut still un- , wonder why the young mm:- ofClurlewood healed. Cyril only seemed cheeriuL He 3 never married: but then he was so devoted was sorry to part with his sister. his pretty j to his aged mother, it might be that theme plaything from childhood. But then Jessie I was no room in his hart funny other love. was so happy ; sheloved, and was beloved; i Jess e'e troup of children sported round and the brother ”knowledged to himself, i thei quiet, pale-heed uncle, end Mrs. Wil- without fee ' it to be a sinful thought, I mington, too. csnie with her little Cyril. so that thus one had been removed {rum 9 like his namesake, oven in childhood. betWeen himself and Lucy Morn-n. Cyril ‘, Frances saw that her liruther was calm and knew that she was still free, for she wrote l content, engruesed with his high and holy unreservedly to Frances: andthe delicious g cslling. Be newer mentioned Lucy; snd hope would come oftener and oftencrm his ; the sieter returned to her beloved home, heart. that Lucy might be his wife after 1 satisfied that Cyril was st lessee, if not id]. The young curate was always delicate 3 happy. in health; but now renewed hope len a! And she was right. Sorrow that brings colour to his cheek, and s firmness to his .‘ with it no self-reproach csn be borne in step, so that when Frsuees left the village i tune with pstienee. Cyril hsd in greet to pay a. visit to the bride, she only quit: d messure lesrned to look on life with less one happy home for another. As the nfi'ee- ! bitterness; he no lo 'er sufl’ered the un- tionate sister looked upon Jessie‘s beaming g eontmllsblesnguish :liich st first had pros- fsce, and remembered Cyril’s cheerful : trated him in the dust ; but he never sdieu,she felt glad that there ‘rss still hep- ; agnin reem‘eied the cheerful spirit of old. piness in the world; though in her own bit- ‘ 1t hss been said thst men never love like ter loneliness, she thought of the past, and i womenâ€"that they soon ream-er from such l - 1.... -- n...“ l.-.l m. - hm. this no: u-ue. fine time did not pass wesrily with Cyril and his mother, eVen though the visits of Frances extended fmm weeks tn month; Her letters. too, had a cheerful. ho in! tone, which cheered them both ; and gr“, who knew not how deeply that sad. first love had entwined itself with every tibn: of his sister's heart, tho "ht with pleasureâ€" in which it was smlyu‘hudly wrong if one selfish idea combinedâ€"tint then: might come a. time when Frances, ton, would be g a. happy wife. and his own reward for all ; he had sacrified might be Lucy Murwn's' love. Thus Cyril Would. dreauu as he at . by his winter's fireside. and thought how ' that fireside would look with hill 11ng . mother in her arm-chair. and a young wife i in the other, who wore the sn'ect face 0f . Lucy Morton. Mn. Dunrcu Would muse 5 her son from his rewrie, to ask him what ' he m thinkingdmuttomake himllm sohgppy. _ ‘ . - n . A ,",_,A ] When winter was stealing into spring. Frances suddenly returned. They had not known of her coming. and both mother and brother gazed with wondering delight on her face. She was still pale, but there was still a soft light in her blue eyes, and . n tremulous smile playing about her mouth, that told of some happy secret. After 3 few hours, Francis snidxith n deep blush that made the banishment cheek low, until the once sedateâ€"looking Frances ‘ naked as benutiful as Jessie : " Den" mammal shallyou be glad to secunold friend I Charleeâ€"thnt is, Mr. “'iluiingwn, said he should pus Elmsdnle to-niormw : ; nndâ€"nndâ€"” . Frances could any no more ; her arms ‘1 were thrown around her mother's neck, ; and the blush and the smile ended in tent! l more delicious still. The seeret was told ; 0 she had agun met him, so long remen‘ilmrh 3 ed; deothhadclaimed thehmhfntheron whom he wee dependent : and Charle- Wilmington was free to wnonnd wedhis! early love. So the gentle France: was not i destinedtobe nn old mnid, but n lnppyg wife, and glint ere leng. I ““ '- I A! AL:â€" I I ......, ...... "a“ “V -, b, “ Why did you not write to us of this, my most mysteriuus sister!” asked Cyril, when he had given hiswanu. brotherly con- gratulntions. “Because I thought I would rather tell you. and you know wood news will burde- Iay,"_aid Emlyn”, laughing and blushing. I)“; _.. . ”-4, _..___ “Then I Indbetter (reluy mine. But no: I must tell you: old Mr. Calvert died last month and I was this morning grated u rector of Charlew'ood.” v“ W'hnt I the K‘rettv little village close by. Iamsoglad. dear, dear Cyril, how happgyou will be' acried Fiancee, )joyfully. A _,j I. _L_.. “"k'l’JJ“‘“'â€"‘"' ,_ - - “How happy 1 sun I” answered her bro- ther; and no one who looked on his radiant face could doubt it. The brag? until: sister took their old "htw toge erthm'hthe n m ows that led to Elmdnl‘: Theygwriere too happy to talk much ; butthey breathed the soft eve ' air, md looked at the tint- ed clouds, an thoughtâ€"as hundreds of young hearts lure done, are doing, and ever will doâ€"how pleasant is the evening of spring, and how sweet it is to love ! Sud- denly, from the old church of Elmdale, came the cheerful sound of msrrisge-bolls; Cyril and Frances filfifnoed at one mother with that beaming â€"oonscious smile, the free-masonry of iove. - ‘o o . . 7 ,9 _4‘_ "177671.733 {$6.5 Sens ringing for I" ask- ed Cyril of the old sexton, who was hastily crossingthe field. . “ Don’tyou know, at? But master went away and told nobody, I think. Itia Mina Lucy ; she was married to a grand London genglgman yestpnda morning.” , Ll. ____,__ .L- I... van. gentleman yestemy mornmg. “Then that is the reason she has not written in me for so long,” said Fumes. as the old man wslked quickly sway. “ But girlâ€"oh, Cyril !” the sister almost shriek- , asshe turned and saw the fearful ex- pression of her brother’s face. ln s mo- ment Frances readthere the tale of hidden, self-denying, md now hopeless love. hour ! she no dearly lorod' "MEASURES. NOT MEN.” braéher. ulvuuu . Cyrilmdhinmathernunovlefldou togethe. He had («noted 3 promise humFmthotnoidm-thefond mother norJesie,-houldmrbe1linedb§‘t:e knowledgeofhiifouluecmt: Induo . Dunvm‘hameto livezaClnrlmwded pl Roc- wi a fechng' o unmix ensure 2.? hope. Sometimes the thought non looked point-uni unmet-dun he donefornomemonths;butflwn0yril .1“ngth md never very mug. His newdufioo obotook huh-o much any homherzforhomnonoof thouidlc nhephudn ‘imthink one day‘s tendingin themkanongh fortheflock. And Cyril, homer wary bee-mom,“ dnylomflemdoclnexfinlwrd fox-hi- mother. Hemtoogonfleandtoogood to make her tulle: four the My whichhadfdlenomhh whole lifeutm nothisfmlt not-unto! his innocent lil- ten, tint helm! loot "root Lucy- Mm iii ‘5 {mud him in the dust: 1m ha never ; :gun moon-ad the cheerful spirit of old. ‘lthubeen laid thaw never lovelike womenâ€"tint they soon recover {rum ouch Along-Cyril ind felt: butthinnot true. 1 Rudy does a mu love with hits whole " son! an A woman doe: : but when he does, 41 the patina hats for n lifetime, with an in- ' tensity unknown to most women. Cyril's ' love ind engmued every feeling of n semi- ? tive mm, united tn udeliate (nine. Ind ' neither ever complewa nuied fmm the “hock. wâ€".â€" v-._â€"-- â€"â€"u H “a.“ â€"v _â€" w... _-_- ..,, Tint me now was never breathed. ave by Cyril himself, in the lonely hour- of Mex-lug, of which no one knew. She did not revisit Elmdnlo. but went nhmad with her hmhnnd. Change of abode lup- pily removed Cyril fmm inlay hunting memorieu of his lost love ; and to every one else it seemed I: though she had never been. After some yen-a, many begun to wonder why the young vector ofCluflewoc-d never inn-tied: but then he wns so devoted -~- ..â€"_.--_ .._- -rVfi tn hi- aged mother. it. might be that than was no room in his heart funny other love. Jes- e'n troup of children sported mum! thpi quiet, pale-faced music, and Mn. Wil- nu‘l , IL__'I .. yen . his slig t form Inc-aw more bent. uni his face mon- onlorieu uul thin. When little past thirty he luokei like a nun who-e grime of life had gone by. Winner eva- roniht with it pun Ind {Ailing health. In thnt c m ubliged m relin uilh may of his duties to his cur-12:. or month: he Lucy’s ”Ella“ mt. 1”!!ch W “Pl": um I'-"' at mdnle chard}, {ad Cyril meaty-l. It uu‘.‘ .- w- O'ne Sunfirhowe‘wr. the then Vic-r requeswd Mr. Danna-g '1’ sapply lgis‘plwe 'A might be am he had a n‘gue resentiment tlnt it would be the last time e should lift his voice from the spot so hailuwed by my old NCullectionl. As he stood in the little wary L“ lonked the-um ”ten yuan before, when he m about to mount the pulpit for the first time. It m the we 1 AI Y.._- ..... link...) nu unlu- n". w-u-v â€"â€"-- 7*. season, too. an! the June mm lighted up the old VIBE” itdidthen. A: Cyrilpuood upthemhe dumtcxpectedto ace Lucy Mutinnfweggun in the wept-y pew. In that pew, which was genenlly vimt at]. lady and two blooming children. She ruined her bowad head when the prayer mover. and Cyril beheld his first, his only, and his lost love. Lucy at in mm- tmnly gnoe, with hem!“ by her side, hsppiness and s ' ‘ng in every foc- mreofhernjlmdul Inc. A mourn- ful shade posted over it when shelookodu him whose love ahe‘nerer kngw. What i mm was there between thetwonovt Cyril preachedwith avoieetlut whudly more tremulous flan mud. He shut out d1 earthly luvefmm hiseyea and hisheurt. But a he descended the pulpit, his very lips had an uhen hue, and the retiring enn- greguion heard with pity and regret that he ind fainted on reselling them The ~) A ,A old sextonâ€"he 1313 living stillâ€"said flat the long walk had been too much for poor Mr. Danven; and the farmers’ wives .hook their head: end said tlnt he was always ow good for this world. Meanwhile Cvril went one and merreumndhinown Mold on his hedt'orise no more. it was some weeks before the dread nhmdow folded hi; anus round his prey. Frames came to her brother, md Cyril talked with that edmneas and peace which the near tppmach of death often given of 311 the past. Hi: mind meleu‘ and joyful. He spoke of Lucy- and with the quick ear of name“, distinguished hgr voice and footstep in the ,, _L_ .__.A _I_..\_A. 1-3.. “wine-MVâ€" room below, where she come amok: daily to enquire about him. and w nee her former friend. At first Fumes could badly be“- to look upon lungbnt then Iho‘thought how wrong such feeling: were, and flattened to Lucy n :he he of her beloved and kind husbdnd, In her heantifui children, tho' it gave her many a pang when she mmem. bered him who wag now fut depq'ting. Indy“ .._.. . One max-Sig Lucy ame éu-licrvthan E mud. She an: my minutes done, and ‘ then W’ footstep- sounded slow and ' heavy on e min. and the cntcxed. i Lucy’s asked the question hex-tongue ‘ could notenygct. i “ Allilweuwithhim n07,"ltiannnel, ‘- and her voice was strangely aim. “My: bxother is at not.” i Cyril had died thn morning. 1 A few dayl_a.fu3r. Lucy and France. at i .n u..- w}- .._VV together in the Menu! house. Itwui thenighthefomdlthflwmornlofp‘mr‘ Cyfilmgivenwtheesflh. Thcymuld', now speakofhim without was: ad they! talked of old times. andof old pleuureu‘ .11qu withhim who m no more. ; Faucet took the hand of herfomu-i companion. "Allilchsngod'ithnlnow,i anyure moo 101mm, and our! feelinglmdifl'mt I'Mtheyonoe' wen. Itanbono'rooreithamdw! livingorto the deal, if tell you, now :3 xem‘fiwfik’fi n a n'mmm'hwnm diam Mag-*3 .ngfigmflnfiml’uminto‘ _ 3:)! _._._I__ 95318589313>33§50h 3393.98 : ”A10. 4 Egan??â€" .a 951:1 8.8.33 3333 .335 393308.â€" gate-:3: gaggwioooai: . Lanna so be “But . I .Ind . Lucy 11 Wi An” .myour lovehnnmndheisvolfiy But thong h in afew d131, he by darn .l‘i-Mtnnne no more. it w some monrnod for ha- '2va (15111th uI intend tnspend itnow. Iahould preach . this evening st Gloucester, and again to-mormw morning: after thnt I should ‘ rideto Tewkeslnu'v. wrench in the sfternoon nnd meet the societies in the evening. I should'thcn repair tn friend Mnrtin's house. ‘ who expects to entertain me. converse and pny with the family .- usual. retire to my ‘ mount teno‘clock. erunmend lane“ to mv ‘ ‘ Heavenly Father. liedown tozeat, and wake ; ‘ up in glory." I 3 Tm: Bum or A Brawnâ€"Goethe was I ' in er-mmnywithamother'and herdnughter, 1 when the latter. being reproved for some- 1 thing. blushed Ind burst into tau-a. He ‘ ssid : “ Haw beautiful your reproazll ha: made your daughter? “at crimson hue and those silvery team become her much better that snv omment of gold or pearl : ‘ These nuv be hung on the neck of my wo- man, hut those are never seen disconnected with moml purity. A full-lnlown rose be- ? sprinkled with the purest dew: is not so ' beautiful at this child. blushing Month its prent‘s displessnre, snd shedding teen , of not!!!" for its fsult. A blush is the sign which nature holds out tn showwhere char : tity and honour dwell." Rum mu Lin.-â€"1‘he following rules from the paper: of Dr. West were. accord- ing to his memorandum. thrown together :as general wsy-mu-lu in the journal of ‘ lifeâ€"Never to ridicule sacred things. or 1 whet other- may esteem such. however eb- . ‘ wonhin. in injury tillllcnowthe demand motimofthe nuthm'ofit:nor onany oonaidentionunretaliate. Neverto judge a pcl'lon'l char-o‘er by sppeonneu. 'Alwnystotsketheputofsnahaentperson ‘whenccnsuredineoinpany.asfarastnth jnnd pmpriety will allow. Nemhthink 1theworse of another on account of his fdifi'eringfrmnmeinhispoliticslorreli- ”pausopxnnonl. “Do not mourn for him.” “Franco-fl Lccx mm Luau. ”angry“- draws-side- (3f the ; world, ham (0 gun our livlihood by the ; sweat of the brow. What mason hive we, : (11“.me ourcl'dnenmnoh to do the me 'I If they be endowed! with emnlimry w‘vnofMumel mybe.dxey myhu‘ean o mmityofi developing themselves; and ' they never ‘9 luvs that opportunity, the lust: in not “mwrarvam;_m man»: in mind that nine-vegan of upflue, from r ALA Tyonximz" -Luckisemwnitinz rn up. 7 Inbounmh . H)" is the tint dear “1008'“ MP“ upon our l"! T infant hearts. when yet so“ and capable at): i of receiving the most found impressions, 2;“? : and d! the after («Each-rue 1110112ng I : l' t inmmxnnm' m °‘“' de- 4 ‘l-lghlfillneunuyladm ”Wale 0550a 50"- ‘ of our filial love, W my W'fldv 1m headstrongmd angry fihercounsellor out ; oppoc‘aon; but when daflt hum her “ah ‘ monitory voice, mdnothingbutcdm mm- d};- u orymemnimmmpituhtehkrvimmd uly { good deeds, median, like 1 flower batten permncelimihtooun.“ {fiend- continullyen ' hmdnepn of. con to It. 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