The ladies' garland. [volume] (Harpers-Ferry, Va. [W. Va.]) 1824-1828, 1826-01-14

fidence in their virtue, and to be careful, above
all, how he should admit any to his friendship.
Far different were the lessons the child receiv-
ed from Rosina; the young and inexperienced
girl taught him, that he should think all mankind
virtuous rather than suppose them vicious, to
believe all sincere rather than suspect them of
deceit, and endeavor to make friends rather than
repulse any advances that light be made to his
friendship. Yet the boy did not live to reap the
advantages thatwould have resulted from either
of those lessons, (for both had their advantages
even in this valley of healthfulness, the child
sckened and died, and was laid in the grave be-
side his mother Christian wept not--he sigh
ed deeply as the earth was heaped over the cOf-
fin, and he bowed low over the little mound
81 need not weep" said he, .smy heart is like
soil which long drought has blasted, to which
the dews Of heaven give no freshness-tears will
not relieve it; nay, | should not mourn, my boy
has been spared perhaps falling victim to the
perfides of mankind-I will not regret thy loss,
my Wilfred-it is too selfish: thou art happier
with Him who created thee, and His will be
done"
This was heavy blow to Christian, although
he did not murmur. From the day that her
brother was buried, Rosnas vicissitudes SEEM
ed to commence-she had often mOurned the
absence of her fathers confidence-she often
sighed to know the history of his sorrows, Qor
she believed he had experienced many bitter
ones to which she was Strangely and to relieve
them Now he secluded himself frequently from
her society, remained hour after hour in his
room, or walked sadly and silently along the
margin of the little silver lake which gently
flowed through the fertile valley, and where she
could see him from her chamber window look
| towards Vienna, and weep, long and bitterly.
| But she experienced some sweet consolation
| she knew no unkind act, on her part, no want OF
flial, faithful filial love from her, had inflicted
| the wounds which so anguished the existence of
her venerable parent: and she had another So
lace it was in culling the farest freshest flowers
from her little garden, and, filling her basket
with them, seek the graves of her mother and
carefully cultivated parterre. The graveyard
where they slumbered was her evening haunt;
there she would sit until the empress of night
would rise in the vast and starry expanse above,
and shed her silver light over the little church
and its humble spire.
One evening she returned home, and entering
the cottage, discovered Christian attentivey
gazing on Il miniature; he did not perceive her
entrance, and he said, Rosina's eyes are black,
SO were thine, Christine; Rosina is fair; Chris
tine thou vert like the lily; Rosina believe in
nocent, so vert thou, Christine. But thy puri-
ty blasted, thou didst deceive thy father,
robbed me of peace of mind, planted in my heart
distrust Of all mankind, even of Roslna, she
whom think all innocence, yet fear to trust"
':Christine! father. had ever sster?' ex-
claimed Rosina.
g Ha, girl" sternly replied the old man, sis
| it YOU that steals thus ON nv privacy? Begone,