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They had now reached The gate of the
avenue.
You will not 90 in''
NO. said he, Il cannot sec her tonight;
Tomorrow, perhaps-shaIl | see you
them?
Il cannot tell wba: the morrow will
bring forth. But one thing let me sav.
young man, ere we part. You must plead
your own cause. and not expect it will be
done by me. II you have not moral cour
age aud manly spirit sufficient TO meet the
consequences, whatever they be, YOU mer.
it the downfall Of your hopes, aud the hu
initiation Of your PRIDE
She closed the gate, snd Edward watch
ed her dark, shrouded figure slowly thread
ing the winding path, aud almos; imagined
he had been with one of those syb,lline
pr,eStesscs. who opened their liDs in proph-
ccy, ond Swallowed the mystic outlines of
futurrty. Whatever she may be- thought
he i will be guided by her counsel, and
abide BY the result.
As he drew near his own home. and saw
the lights shining so quietly and bright
ly through the trees, that quivercd gently
as in golden shower, and thought how
TRANQUILITY the hearts of its inmates now
beat, secure from the fear of being driven
from that love hallowed home when he
reflected for this peace, so beautifully i'm.
aged IN the scene before him. they were in.
debtcd to the very being whose recollec
ton excited the throbbngs of q thousand
pulses in his heart and in his brain--nratl-
nte so mingled with and chastened his
love. that every breathing became prayer
for her happiness, even lft were to be pur.
chased at toe sacrifice of his own.
He saw Clara through the window, scat
ed at table, with some object before her,
which wes shaded by the branches, bot her
attitude was so expressive, that he stood q
moment to contemplate her figure Her
hands were clasped IA n kind Of ccstacv.
and her checks were colorcd with a bright
crimson. striking y contrasting with their
late palld hue. Something hung glitter.
ing from her fingers. upon which she gazed
rapuronsIy one moment--thcn, bending
forward the next, she seemed intent upon
what was placed before her. He opened
the door softly; she sprung 10, and throw
ing her arms round him, cried in accents of
Hys'efICaI JOY
Dear brolher--tho trunk is found
there 1t is, OH am so happy" And she
went and laughed alternately.
There indeed it was--,he Identical trunk
whose loss had occasioned so much sor-
row, with lis rcd morocco covering and
bright nails untarnishoG. Edward rcioc.
ed more for CIarn's sake than his own--for
bpP thGnnI o',to hos
waS narrowing TO him.
Explain thus mystery, dear Clara, and
moderate these transports. How have you
recovered the lost treasurer
on! 1t was the strangest circumstance .
Who do you think had It. but Mrs Clifton.
that angel sent down from heaven. for our
especial blessing. You know went there
to-day, about the time you took the walk
IN the woods. My heart was so full of
grief for my folly, and gratitude for her
klndness, thought it would have burst.
and ! told her all: no, not quite nlI-for
could not bring myself to tell her that it
aimed your property; her eye seemed
70 uTbrald me SO for beuaying the trust; -
but again 1t beamed with Joy, because she
could restore to me both sacred relics.
Here she held up the beads, now a thou
sand times more precious to her than all
the chains IN the world.
The pcd,ar called there, after he lcfr
me. She recognized the trunk as it bore
the name of friend
Edwards cheek burned with emotion for
his own Edward S'anIey--was
wrought upon the velvet lining, but Clara
went breathloSsly on.
'Sbe gathered from him the history Of
the beads, and purchased them both, tina,
she might on some future dav have the
pleasure of restoring them. She under.
stood the sacrifice my foolish vanity had
made, and anticipated the repentance tina,
would follow. l. she not friend, the best
and The kndesl? aud ought we not to love
her as our own souls And can you for.
give me-, Edward will you forgive me-
though tear never shall be able TO par
don myself ?
Forgive you, my sister? Let me only
see once more the sweet, unaffected girl
who was the object of my appreciation as
we'll as my love- and ask no more
lie now examined the secret recesses o
the trunk, and found the papers safe and
untouched. Their value transCpnded his
most sangulne expectations, He could
redeem the paterDal dwelling, meet the de
mands which had involved them in distress
and still find himself comparatively rich
| man.
Clara ran out of,he room. and bringing
back the chaln--the cause of all her wo-
she pnt It in conspicuous corner Of her
work box.
i will never wear this parltry baube
again cried she but will keep it, as
momento of my vanity. and pledge of m,
reformation will look at it few mo-
mcnrs every day, as the lady did upon The
skeleton of her lover, to remind me OF tn,
sins Of mortality.
When Clarn hau left them with Joyous
good night Mrs, Stanley drew her char
next to her sons, aud looked earnestly il
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