The spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1840-1844, 1841-09-10

wilhered my hopes; and the more care took oil
my invads-lhe more hawked them from win
dow to window, the worse they grew. AT last
one of them, and but one, promised to reward my
trouble-thickly covered with leaves, it formed a
handsome bush from the middle of which sprang
out a fine, vigorous branch, crowned with six beau
tiful buds that got no collar-grew, enlarged, and
even discovered, through their calices, slight rose
tint.
On the twenty-sevenih of November, day which
can never forget the sun rose in all its brilliance
| thanked my stars, and fastened to place my rose
tree, and such of its companions as yet survived,
oh perislylc in the coult. | then dincd, drank
to the health of my rose, and returned to take my
station in my window, with quicker throbbing
of the heart.
Amcla's mother had been slightly indisposed;
for eight days she had not left the house, and con-
sequently, had not seen my fair one. On the
first morning had observed the physician gong
in; uneasy for her, | contrived TO cross his way,
him, and was comlorled. ! afterwards
learned that the old lady had recovered, and was
TO make her appearance abroad on this day, at a
grand gala given by a baroness, who lived at the
end of the street. ! was then certain 10 see Anne
lia pass by, and eight days of privation had en-
HANGED that thought; am sure Madame de Bel
mont did not look TO this party with as much I'M
patience as did. She was always one of the first
it had scarcely struck five, when heard the bell
of her gate. took up "a book-lhcre was at my
post, and presently | saw Amelia appear, dazzling
with dress and beauty, as she gave her arm TO her
mother; never yet had the briliancy of her figure
so struck me: this time there was no occasion for
her to speak to catch my eyes; they were fixed on
her, but hers were bent down; however, she
guessed that was there, for she passed slowly to
proong my happiness. | followed her with my
gaze, until she entered the house; then only she
turned her head for a second; the door was shut,
and she disappeared, but remained present to my
heart. could neither close my window nor cease
10 look at the baroness's hotel, as if could see
Amelia through the wallis | remained there till all
of night, and the freshness Of the air, brought TO
my recollection that the rose-,rce was still on the
peristyle; never had been so precious TO me; ]
hasoned to it; and scarcely was | in the anti
chamber, when heard singular noise, like that
of an animal browsing, and tinkling its bells
trombcd flew, and ] had the grief TO find n
sheep quietly fixed beside my rosc-trccs, of which
it was making its evening repast with no slight
ayidity, caught up the first thing in my may; it
was heavy cane. ! wished TO drive away the
su,onous beast; alas it was too late; he had just
bitten off the beautiful branch Of buds; he swa-
lowed them ono after another; and in spite Of the
gloom, could see, halfout of his mouth, the finest
of them all, which, in moment, was chamned
like the rest. was neither ill-tcmpered nor vio-
lent; but at this sigh, was no longer master OF
myself Without well knowing what did, dis
charged blow of my cane on the animal, and
stretched it at my feet No sooner did | perceive
it molionlcss, than repented of having killed a
creature unconscious of the mischief it had done
was this worthy of the professor of philosophy, the
adorcr of the gentle Amelia But thus to cat up
my rosc-trec, my only hope to get Abundance to
her! When thought on its annihllation, | could
not consider myself so culpablc. However, the
nirlt darkcned heard the old servant crossing
the lower passage, and called her. Caroline,
said I, bring your light; there is mischief here.
You left the stable door opcn-that OF tho court
was also uncloscd-onc Of your sheep has been
browsing on my rose-trecs, and have punished 1t.
She soon came in with the lantern in her hand.
1t is not one of our sheep, said she; have just
come from them, the stablc-gatc is shut, and they
are all within. Oh, blessed saints! blessed saints
VIVA, do seer exclaimed she when near; it is
the pet sheep of NIademoisollc Amelia dc Belmont.
Oh! how sorry she will ben i nearly dropped
down beside Robin. 'Of Mademosclle Amelia 2
said I, in trembling voice; has she actually u
sheepr ooh! no, she has none at this moment
but that which lies there she loved il rs herself
see ,hc collar that she worked for it with her own
hands bent 10 look al it. 1t was of red leath-
or, ornamcnted with little bells; and she had en-
broidered on ii in gold thread Robin belongs TO
Amelia de Belmont; she loves him, and bcgs that
he may be restored to her. What will she think
of the barbarian who killed him in fit Of passion
the vice that she most detess She is right, it has
been fatal 10 him. Yet if he should be only
stunned by the blow: Catherine! run, ask for some
uhcr, or eau dc vie; or hartshorn-run, Catherine,
run
Catherine set off: I tried TO make it open IFS
month; my rosebud was still between its here
mctically -scaled teeth;-perhaps the collar press
ed: in fact the throat was sweed. | got it oil
with difficulty; something fell at my feet, which
mechanically took up and put into my pocket with
out looking at, so much was absorbed in anxiety
for the rcsusctation. rubbed him with all my
strength; grow more and more impatient for the
return of Catherine. She came with small phal
in her hand, calling out in her usual manner
Here, sir, here's the medicine. ! never opened
my mouth about it to NTademoselle Amelia; Ipity
her enough without that