Jeffersonian Republican. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1840-1853, 1843-12-28

ey eS ana Cueehs CIdHSeU SoiOi aS "'iN 'i'''"eu'
1t was the same, vel not the same! / lie incl
dents were here, the sentiments more novel
like ,and many flowery and highly-wrought
sentence had been introduced, which she bad
never heard helnre
She sat speechless with wonder. Indignation,
and tismay and though several other inferior
compositions were read, she was so absorbed IN
reyerie. that she heard no more unit! she was
startled by Mr. Weniworih's voice calling her
by name She looked up. In his hand was
The prze---a richly chased, golden PenclI-case,
suspended to a chain ol The same matcrlat.---
The sound, the sight recalled her bewildered
faculties, and ere she reached the desk, she
had formed resolution which, however, 1t re-
qured all heI naive strength of soul 10 put IN
practice.
Miss Carton, The prize is yours" and the
teacher leaned orward TO throw the cnaln
around her neck She drew back.
"No sir" she said in a low, bni firm and
distinct voice, looking up bravely in his face,
9" did no, write that story you have read"
Not wriielt" exclaimed Mr.. Wentworth,
[" Why then dnes il bear your name? Am to
understand, Miss Carlon, that YOU have asked
anotheE's assistance in your composition and
that you now repent The decepuoa."
Poor Harriet! this was 100 much! Her dark
eyes flashed, and then filed with Tears her
lips lrembed with emotion, and she paused a
moment, as if disda!ning reply'o this unmer-
tied charge.
A slight and sneering laugh from the beauty
aroused her, and she answered respectfully,
but firmly.
The story | did write was in that envelope
Yesterday Some one bias changed il without
my knowledge. 1t was noi good that
YOU have read so musl not take the prize"
There was a murmur of applause through
the assembly, and the teacher bent upon the
blushing girl look Of approval, which amply
/ repaid her for all the embarrassment she had
I suffered.
I Aunt Eose look advantage of The momcna-
~ excitement 10 steal, unohserred, from the
room Harriet took her seaI, and Miss Angs
Ina Burton was next called up. The poTiy
malroD leaned smIugiy forward; ant the grace
/ ful little beauty, already affecting the airs ot Il
! fine lady, saunlered up to the desk, and Ian
/ suidy reached oul her hand for the prize.
81 cannot say much for your taste i'll selec-
,ion Miss Burton. do not admire your au-
( Ihor's sentiments. The next time YOU wish To
I
/ make an extract you must allow me to choose
| for you. There are better things than this,
even in the trashy magazine from which you
copied H."
And with severe, but justly meriied reproCf
of The imposition that had been practsed, he
handed the young lady. not the prize, which
she expected, bui me Ms. essay on Friendship,
which she had copied, word for word, from an
old magazine.
The porily lacy turned very red, and the
heauty bursting into tears OF anger and morilf-
cation, returned 10 her seat discounted.
Miss CahaTino Sumner" the resumed
teacher with a smile TO plan, yet noble
locking girl, who came forward he spoke,
/ Il believe there can be no mistake abOu! your
! lille ef1usion. feel great pleasure In present.
ing you the reward, due not only TO your men,
tai cultivation, bu, 10 the goodness of your heart.
What do you, TOO, hesitate"
will YOU be kind enough, sir" said the
generous Kate. taking a paper from her pock
ct, 40 read Harriels story, before you decide
| asked her FOX copy several days ago, and
here it is"
You shall read it TO the audience yourself
my dear; | am sure they will listen patiently
10 40 kind pleader in her friends behalf"
The listeners looked pleased and eager to
hear the story; Kate Sumner, with modest
self-possession, which well became her. and
with her fine eyes lighting up as she read, did
full justice 10 the pretty and touching story; of
which Harriet had been so cruelty robbed.
81, is we'll worth reading" said Mr.. Went
worth, when she had finished; your friend has
wen the prize, my dear young lady; and as she
owes il to your generosity, you shall have The
| pleasure Of bestowing il Yourself"
Hates face glowed with emolon as she hung
The chaiu around tarrels neck, aud Harriet
could not restrain her tears, while she whis-
pered,
Il will take it not as pyize, bul as a gift
| from you, dear Kate"
'And now, Miss Sumner" said Mr.. Went
worth in conclusion, 'iet me beg your accept
ance OF these volumes, as token of your leach
er's respect and esteem;" and presenting her a
beautiful bound edition of Millions works, he
bowed his adleu TO the retiring audience.