Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1842-08-04

anu ieutufeS, ana YET II wonders me
that Mou art my brother There should
be brave and beautiful youth, with
black curls upon his head, and not those
pale onblems ofdecay. And my brother
should be straight and nimhlc-not bent
and tottering as thou"
i The speaker cast second searching
| glancc-a glance of discomfort.
| "And l." rejoined Nathan, 81 might
require from my brother, not such
shriveled limbs as sec-and instead
OF that cracked voice, the full swelling
music Of Il morning heart-but that hnlf
century is fearful melier of comei-
ness and ofstrength for halfa century
1t is, dear brother, since my hand touched
thine, or my gaze rested upon thy face. /"
Mark sighed, and, answered not.
Then, in little while, they made in
qulrics about what had befallcn either
during the time past. Seated upon the
marble by which they had met, Mark
briefly told his story.
&c! bethink me, brother, many, many
years have indeed passed over sin, the
sorrowiul day when our grandsire, dy-
ing, left US to seek our fortunes amid
wicked and seductive world.
ellis last words, as thou, doubtless,
dost remember, advised US against the
snares that should bcsct our subsequent
journcyings. He portrayed the dangers
that lie in the path ofloye /; he Impress
ed upon our minds tho folly of placing
confidence in human honor, agd warned
us to keep aloof from too close connoxion
with our kind. He then died, but lis
instructions live, and have ever been
present in my memory.
"Dear Nathan, why should conccal
from you that at that time loved. My
simple soul, ungifted with this wisdom
of our aged relative had yielded TO the
delicious folly, and the brown-eyed Eva
was my young hearts choice. O broth
cr, even now-the feeble and u',hered
thing am-dm recoIcctions, passages
come forth around me, like the Joy Of
old dreams. A boy again, and in the
coniding heart Of a boy | walhEa with
Eva by the rivers banks. Ard the
gentle creature bushes at my protcsta-
tons Of love and leans her cheek upon
my neck The regal sun goes down in
the west, and we gaze upon the glory
OF the clouds that attend his setting, and
while we look at their fantastic changes,
laugh sounds out clear like u flute
and merry as the jingling of silver bells.
1t is the laugh Of Eva"
The eye of the old man glistened with
,unwontcd brightness. Hopausod, sigh
cd, the brightness faded uwey and he
/
GAS | said, the dying lessons Of him
whom we revorenccd were treasured in
my soul. could not but feel their truth.
feared that if | again stood beside the
murderer of my love and looked upon
her face and listened to her words, the
wholesome axioms might be blottcd from
my thought 50 determined to act as
became a man. From that hour never,
have beheld the brown-eyed Eva.
81 went amid the world. Acting
upon the wise principles which our aged
friend taught US, l looked upon every
thing with suspicious eyes. Alas |
found it but too true that iniquity and
deceit were the ruling spirits of mcn.--
Some called me cold, calculating and
unamiablc but it was their own un-
worthincss that made inc appear SO in
their eyes. am not--you know, my
brothcr--l am not naturally Of proud
and ropulsivc manner, but was deter
mined never to give my friendship mere
ly to be blown ollagain, it might chance,
as a feather against the wind nor inter-
weave my course Of life with those that,
very likely, would draw all the advan-
tago of the connection and leave Inc no
better than before.
81 engaged in trade Success attend
ed me. Enemies said that my good
fortune was the result of chance but
knew it the fruit of the judlclous sys-
TEN of cnution which governed inc in
matters of business us well as of social
intercourse.
"My brother thus have | lived my
life. Your look asks mc al have been
happy. Dear brother truth implies mo
To say no Yet assurcdly # few glitter
ing pleasures ministcrcd TO mo on my
tnutury. ,uunliy few were the dlsap-