Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1841-07-17

81 returned" said Edward, sin the first
vessel that sailed, and returned to see my
father breathe his last. Even he, too, con-
spired against my happiness, for, would we
believe it, Ellen, he has disinherited me-"
"Iowp exclaimed Ellen, sis it nature to
be so wickedl child whom he once loved
so dearly!"
True" replied Edward, "but you now see
me in sickness and sorrow, without friend
to comfort-without home to shelter me.
"Never, never, my dear young master"
cried Gwinneth, "while the sticks of this
poor cottage hang together"
Ellen clasped his hands closer between
hers, and spoke not On sudden some
recollection darted across her mind, she let
his hand fall and sighed deeply.
"What ails my Elem" asked Edwards;
twill she not confirm the words Of her mo-
therl"
"Ah me-" said Ellen, 81 am thinking how
happy the Lady Hester will be to have the
power of restoring you to wealth and COM
fort She can do all our wishes dictate"
But if my Ellen gives me her love- re-
piled Edward, 81 will not seek the favor of
Lady Hester"
"And will you stay with u.s." exclaimed
the enraptured Ellen. sob, we shall be
happy enough in that case, and our debt of
gratitude will be in part discharged, for to
you we owe all. Your instructive care first
raised my mind from ignorance, and if a
virtuous sentiment animates this breast,
from you it derives its source"
"You are unjust to yourself, Ellen; in
structions bestowed where there is no in
nate virtue, is like the vain attempt at cul-
tivating rocky soil. But how, my love,
can you think to support an idle intruder!
Your means are but scant, though your
heart is ample"
1--WE will work the harder" said Gwn-
meth; 1--WE knit, and have thousand ways
of getting a penny, and when you get
strong and healthy, you can work"
"Mr. Fitzmorris work. cried the indig-
nant Ellen.
"And why not, my child?' rejoined Gwn-
meth. is there any disgrace in honest in
dustry? Mr.. Fitzmorrs is not proud; and
when with some juice of simples which
you, Ellen, shall gather we have bathed his
eyes, who knows but by the favor of Heav-
en-, his sight may be restored? Thus Ellen,
he will assist our labors, see our cheerful
cndeavors to make him forget all past mis-
fortunes; and we shall be the happiest peas
ants in Langollen.'
Excellent creature, cried Edward. 'my
whole life shall pass in active gratitude.
But | must away-on the brow of the hill
| left weary traveller; will bring him to
taste cup of your beer, and speed him on
his Journey
Ellen was unwilling that he should leave
her so soon, though but few Minutes; but
as Edward continued absent about two
hours, her terror was inexpressble. The
night closed, and he did not return. Ellen's
couch was wetted with tears, and morning
found her pale and sad She waited at the
door in anxious expectation, and with a
scream of wild joy, exclaimed, HE is
coming'
He was supported by an elderly man,
and Ellen fastened forward to lend her as
sistance also, while Gwinneth prepared their
homely breakfast.
Edward seemed breathess-in fatigue
and the stranger accounted for the delay,
saying that he had wandered up the coun-
try fearing his companion had forgotten
him.
"Ah! you are cold and wet" said Ellen.
mo, my love, you see have great coat
i found my little parcel at the lodge
where rested last night.
"And that lodge which was once your
cruel fathers should be yours" said Ellen.
"But no he was not cruel Edward, for he
has given you to u.s."
"Comc, come. this is fine talking" cried
Gwinneth, "while the poor youth is cold
and hungry; and see the tears how they roll
down his cheeks"
do your eyes pain you, Edward" in
quired Ellen; "let me wash them with spring
water"
They do indeed" said he.
In the gontlest manner possible, Ellen re-
moved the bandage, and his full expressive
hazel eye met hers, beaming with Joy and
love. She receded with a scream of sur
prise. He threw off his coat, and discov-
cred his dress decorated with every military
honor.
ELLEN forgive this dcception-it was my
fathers stratagem-and here he is a wit
ness to your dsinterested affection l am
not dishonored, but promoted by my noble
commander in military rank"
at is true, indeed" said the old gentle
man: 81 suspected my son Of any unworthy
choice, and dictated this stratagem as the
means Of confirmation. The Lady Hester
disdaincd the poor soldier, and now my
Edward has to sue for your acceptance"
Dumb gratitude seized the trembling FL
len; she fell at the feet Of Owen, bathed his