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hoped, indeed, that one of my friends “Yes, yes, I shall never see him was living to take care of me."

again. They came to tell me in the “ Alas! you have suffered much," school that there was some one to see said Philip


father. Oh! how joyfully It is only since a little while,” an- I went to see my father's friend! I swered Marie," that I have been so should be so glad to know one who had sad; but sorrowful enough then for known him! At first he spoke to me many years."

kindly, and, perhaps he did not know Where have you been ?—when did better-and, indeed, what difference you go to that convent ?"

would it have made in the way he told “ It is little more than a year since I me that my father was dead! Oh! that have been at Santa Maria, and for a is the first time I have said that terrible time I was very happy there. But a word. He had been in Africa ; and, few months ago, I lost my best friend. indeed, I ought to like this Mr. GrimI thought it was sorrow enough when shaw, for it was at his house that my Sister Theresa left me; she was too father was taken sick. He was going beautiful to live long; she was heavenly

to write to me—he meant to write to always, so I ought not to feel sorrowful me, but every day he thought he should for her. But I did feel very sadly; I be better—that he should come to me didn't know there were such heavy himself. Only once he said that if any. troubles left behind."

thing happened to him, would Mr. Grim“ How came you with these Grim- shaw come and take me home. Another shaws ?" asked Agnes.

time he spoke of a letter he had written Oh! my

father, my dear father!" to a friend of his that he had not yet cried Marie; “I did not see him finished, which I should bring home again"

myself. This letter Mr. Grimshaw • It is not possible—" Philip began. brought to me; but alas! there was no


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the though I did not know it inyself. I was hard words he said of my father-my so overwhelmed with my great sorrow own father! It chilled all the feeling I that I knew only that, or, indeed, scarce- had begun to cherish towards my

father's ly knew the depths of that. I believe I friend. To think I was a burden to any was wild—was passionate ; yet I submit- one; oh! that was heavy enough; but to ted to Mr. Grimshaw when he told me he have his memory charged with anything must carry me away with him. I wished wrong! I told Mr. Grimshaw-'I told to go; I did not care where. Yet, after them all, I would work for them day and we left the school, we lingered awhile—" night—that I would rather work; it was

" And I was there,” interrupted Phil- a happiness for me that he left no fortune ip. “Oh! why was I so blind !"

behind him, because I needed to work, " But was it not terrible that I should I should be so unhappy now he was never see my father again ?--that he gone.” could not come to me to bid me fare- “ And so they made you an upper well?—that his last words I should learn servant," exclaimed Agnes, “and loadthrough a stranger ? The letter of his, ed you with their parcels." I believed must be to you, Mr. Philip; They have no claim upon you yet I did not know your whole name. now,” said Philip. “I am your guardI studied it as his last wish."

ian by your father's will. It is, indeed, “Let me see it,” said Philip, eagerly; fortunate that there is no property be" a letter to me?

sides, or my title to take charge of it 6. It is here," said Marie ; " they are might be disputed.

While a young, his only words. He could send me no tender girl— I will go to them diother.'

rectly." My dear young friend,” the letter “You shall be my sister,” said Agsaid, “ you are the only person who can nes; “I am Philip's cousin, and you know me by that name; the only per- shall work for me, too; only it shall be son, I believe, who would be willing to such pretty work as you love--like that call me a friend. Even your friendship delicate handkerchief that has bewitched for me I would not put to the proof, but me so much. What charm did you in behalf of my child, of whom, I be- work into it?" lieve, you must have kind remembrances. I recall myself to you. You know the circumstances under which I left home; I have tried to keep from her a knowledge of them. I hope to leave behind me some resources for her, that she may not have to blame me for her neglect. Philip, you remember her gay, young, and happy, in the midst of luxury and ease; you will find her alone, without friends, in discomfort; perhaps this may touch your heart, and make you willing to take her into your guardianship. My affairs-1 www

This was all the letter contained.

6. Your father has left me your guardian,” said Philip, joyfully, and you will give me your consent, too ?

- But-no, said Marie, looking down; Mr. Grimshaw tells me that


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The handkerchief! what bad become and the birds used to sing. It was not of it? Philip had let it fall from his all up-stairs and down, as I have to go hand when he recognized Marie. He all day now. Why ever did I leave my opened the door; in the entry was Ma- home? And such a long way to come rie's little trunk, deserted by the Grim- here, too! I can't remember the months. shaws, and the disconsolate Jemmy And will I never go home again? I will just leaving. Philip called him back, never know my way back. I would like and Agnes and Marie listened to his to see the good old country once more, errand. He did not go away till bis just to know it is better there than here. claim to the reward was fully satisfied. Sure, it was warmer to my heart. Here

But the handkerchief! As it lay in there's no Patrick--nobody else that is the corridor, a sudden gust of wind from like my old home.” an opened door had blown it down the She tried to wipe her eyes with her entry. A servant picked it up, and car- apron; the dust-pan and broom fell ried it, broom in hand, to the window, to from her hands. The light, thin handexamine it.

kerchief, too, left her grasp, and floated " Sorrow! and is not that beautiful!" out of the winduw. she exclaimed; “it is as thin as the “There it goes !” cried the girl, as cobweb mistress just showed me; it's she watched it floating beyond her the prettiest thing I have seen since I reach ; "it looks like a white dove ; and came to this country. Why ever did I I think it must be a bird from the old leave my own ? Sure, it was for fol

country, to set me dreaming of home. lowing you, Patrick ; and if I should be It has fallen on the ground ! always going after you, I should not be No, it is away again! Where will at rest yet The grass was green there, it go now?"


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EPT in awe by battered portraits of literature—we are aware, accom-

frowning over the balustrades, and plished the feat by climbing the lightexposed to detection and arrest by a ning-rod, and descending through the mysterious step in the stairway, which observatory; but this was an exception communicated with a bell above, we as well as a deception-a move that fancy that no young man under twelve moral principle or a fearfully projecting years


age ever gained access to the cornice rendered impracticable to the Old Museum in the Exchange without

(The youth who did it first advancing a shilling. One forward dared to go anywhere; and he once youth-well read in a Dick Turpin class passed a tempestuous evening on the

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top of a tall steeple in process of erec- of which were interspersed with balls, in tion.) It was a golden epoch in your impossible situations. The chain was life when the requisite amount of cop- especially fascinating, for the reason pers had accumulated in your stone that it was executed with a jack-knife, money-jug, to enable you to ascend the in the hands of a convict, whose original stairs with impunity, and to return the sentence had been commuted to imprisstare of the old lamp-black heroes that onment for life, and who employed his leaned from the wall to guard the en- leisure moments in this ingenious man

ner, in order that he might keep his But, after all, it was somewhat fearful mind occupied, and live through it. A to find yourself alone, surrounded by light bark canoe, ornamented with the silence and immensity of this won- beads, and containing savage-looking derful place -- knowing that a real war-clubs, came in for a share of instuffed alligator lay concealed some- spection, and you felt bound to believe where, and that Miss McCrea was con- that whole families of sanguinary Southstantly being murdered by Indians some- Sea Islanders had paddled the affair in where else. The grim heads began to various directions, for the

purpose be cheerful company, when contrasted feeding upon the members of other with the unknown horrors beyond-oc- tribes, with whom they had a hereditcupying a locality favoring flight, in ary misunderstanding. The old conticase anything wicked or supernatural nental coat said to have been worn by should suddenly appear. It was this General Putnam, when he clattered feeling of indefinable dread that prompt- down the rocks at Stamford, and the ed you to study a whirlwind of paint crimson-clad British fired from above, denominated a naval engagement, in conflicted slightly with the account in which Decatur was supposed to be the school history, showing as it did, if leaving his ship in a jolly-boat (al- we recollect, sixty-three perforations in though nothing of the kind could be the back (done by the royalists, the made out), with a very uneasy sense of Christian proprietor claimed), of which satisfaction. It would have been pre- the compilation for youth made no mensumptuous to have doubted the merit of tion: thus leaving it an open question, that picture then; but, as you have whether the historian, the owner of the since picked up some knowledge of art, museum, or the moths had the right of the conviction has forced itself upon it. There was an electrical machine in your mind that it was no more than a one of the apartments, and a cameramiserable daub; and that old Time, con- obscura up in the cupola—but these sidering it unworthy of those mellowing were so shockingly out of repair that touches it is his wont to bestow on they left no vivid impression upon the paintings, had, in a fit of indignation, mind. If you mounted a chair, stood on knocked it black and blue at once. You tip-toe, and dislocated your neck, highmustered a little courage, slowly, and ly-colored pictures of cities could be ventured to look around.

seen by gazing through little round That case of ancient shoes, with an windows-London, Glasgow, Paris, Naastonishing variety of heels and toes, ples, Rome, Pekin, and so on ; but as attracted less of your attention, per- there was a good deal of sameness in haps, than did a large, jagged, sulphur- these pictorial cities, you concluded it suggesting rock, which, you were as- was just about as well to live in your sured by a label, came down from the sky! native town, as to see Naples and Even now, you do not feel particularly die.” grateful to the Old Museum for that bit A baby with two largely-developed of scientific information ; for a dupli- heads, dancing a polka in a glass jar, cate stone has acted a prominent part in and habitually under the influence of numerous dreams, and you have, more spirits, was too fantastic to be looked or less, expected it to come crashing at for any length of time; and it was through the roof of your dwelling, pleasant to turn to the contemplation sometime in the night season. Those of a ferocious wild boar, with glaring strange, dingy men-of-war, every rope eyes and tremendous tusks, which perfect, made by sailors, while off on seemed on the eve of attacking a wontedious whaling-voyages, were deeply derfully large and majestic elephant, interesting, but not so marvelous, per- just opposite. The mammoth shark, haps, as a long wooden chain, the links suspended from the ceiling, you strong

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ly suspected of being the same old fish young lady, instead of standing in one that bit off the legs of Mr. Campbell (as corner of the forest, watching a fragrelated in the National Reader), when ment of ragged anaconda, and a poor, he very imprudently disregarded the dusty little pelican ? advice of friends, and, at the close of a We sincerely believe that


of sultry day, plunged from the deck of a

wax statuary has only been surpassed ship into a tropical sea, and had an end in modern times by a couple of families put to his foolish existence. Passing once owned by the St. Helena showthe ruins of a mastodon-skillfully con- one of which was intended to structed from the osseous portion of the illustrate the evils of drinking too freebefore-mentioned elephant, and patched ly, and the other designed to show the with the bones of that useful animal, the blessings likely to flow from using cold horse--the youthful visitor arrived at a water exclusively as a beverage--but window-fronted room, and, shading his both so excessively disagreeable that eyes, saw the most horribly-attractive the spectator was left in doubt as to combination of curiosities that the Old which domestic circle had the advanMuseum had to offer, at any price. No tage. young person, who ever saw them, can

When you came out of this collection have forgotten those painted and feath- of wonders, and stood in the sunshine er-bedecked savages, brandishing toma- and bustle of the principal street (after hawks and scalping-knives around the a seeming absence of several days), you disheveled head of the kneeling Miss could not but feel a mingled sentiment McCrea, or those two tears of the mag- of surprise and pity towards a schoolnitude of marbles, resting upon her pale mate, who was squandering his property and beautiful cheeks! And there was for a pine-apple, at the corner confecBlack Hawk, in a blue frock-coat, tionery, as the money thus invested adorned with glittering U. S. navy but would, more wisely expended, have cartons, a long red sash, and other evi- ried him triumphantly into the Old Mudences of refinement. Why, oh! why seum. Very likely he had already been rushed he not in to save the unfortunate in. Yes, but why didn't he go in again?

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