Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1842-09-15

when he found the trouble so happily
over, and the two children sci of, hand
10 hand, 20 see The raising. This was
sonm where near what is now "Bedlord
Place" II was remarked afterwards
by several ladies', who saw the children
pass, that they were merry as birds, and
that TiypheRa seemed as loyons as her
brother, which was strange, as she was
Of calm temperament aud very sednir
for her years. The old squaw could
scarcely keep in sight Of them. Just as
they reached the spot where TIyphena
proposed going, though her brother did
not wish 10 go so near, raiier, or stick
oi,imbor fell from the halfraised building
and striking ibe poor girl directly on the
temple, AS she looked up, killed her Oh
the spot.
There can be no adequate description
Of the mothers feelings and anguish. -
Ladies had then, few resources of happi.
ness beyond their own families aud then
relig ious duties. do not say that wives
aud mothers loved their husbands and
loved them differently. There was, IN
those days, no competition between
public admiration and private affection
And so the wife, instead Of lnvlng hri
husband because he bestowed on her the
means OF shining IN society, was sednlous
To make her home agreeable and com
Portable to the good man, from whose
smiles alone she looked for the approval
of her simple attire. And mothers then
loved their children from the dear nsso.
clatlon of cares and caiesses bestowed,
and smiles and kisses received t; not the
vanity OF seeing them in "swect pretty"
dresses, which the nursery maid takes
care OF while The mother is entertaining
her fashionable friends.
Mrs. Firmin had loved her daughter
with all the tenderness and truth al
mnlhcr's soul, when its best affections
only are called into exercise. She was
"a Christian but this blow crushed her
heart and iOii,ude, and seemed almost to
deprive her of reason 4; a, least, for sew
eral weeks, she was incapable of exrr-
cising that reflection aud trust which
would have led her to submission. One
single idea seemed prcsenl-hrr dauah-
ter, her only one, was dead destroyed,
crushed by "A stroke and she seemed,
like the patriarch of old, to resolve lha,
she would go down 20 the gave io her
child, mourning. IL was IN vain that
her husband and friends, among whom
was the Rev. Mr. Wilson, sirove to con
sole, or al least, TO divert her mind from
hut ii was apparently wilhou. comprc-
bending their arguments or entreaiies.
AT length, after the lapse of several
weeks, the old squaw (ihe white haircd)
called at MIR Firnin's. She had never
veniured to the house before, since The
death Of Tryphena, and Mr. Firmin
hardly knew whrthero or not to ad,nit her
But, though she had shrunk from seeing
the distress Of this family, whom she 81"
truly loved, yet now she had inbihed the
idea That she could comfort Mrs. Firmin,
and she insisted on seeing her.
"She sirk here" laying her hand on
her own heart. "Nle give her good"
vas the supple language Of the Indian
woman.
Mis-. Firmin was sitting in her chair,
aud mechanically holding her infant,
though she paid not the slight attention
10 his smiles. Her eyes were constant,
wandering around the apartment, as if IL
search oi some person or object, and IN
their despairing expressi"n, the distress
oi her mlnd was more CLEARLY revealed
Than any words could have expressed. -
She bad never wepi not n tear had been
seen to tall since her darling child WAS
brought and laid corpse before her.
The Indian woman approached, and
placing her hand on the shoulder of the
mourner, with gentle pressure. and
bending forward, she looked directly IN
the eyes with that sy ympahizing express
sion, which none can fail 10 understand,
and said, in her broken manner
\ our rose is gone e. the Great Spiril
viii preserve it, He will keep it for you
always fair and beautiful. Is it not bet
ter to think Of vour flower in that bright
land, than to keep it here, fading ia
ding -
Mrs. Frmin had listened TO volumes
of reasoning on the duty of resignation,
while her heart, frozen iu its despair,
was unmoved as the glncler beneath the
play bot the breath of feel
ing, like the warm sun on the spring rllI,
dissolved the frost IN y moment. The
words Of The Indian woman seemed to
break the spell which had constantly
kept before the mothers mind her child
IN death-now her memory went back to
the lovely, living Tryphena she felt that
the pure, sweet being she had so cher I.
ished, was still living that Heaven was
her place her home the only one
fitted for her gentle spirit. She burst
into passion of tears, and wcpt long and
sile n,ly, but when she dried them, it was
to express her submission to her Father
in Heaven, who had taken her Rose only .
to preserve II.
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