The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1843-09-05

OLA PREssE."
IConcluded.l
Wo were all the world to Maurice, and we loved
him rs though he was Of ourselves.
I did not weep for Maurice before my mother; she
hd soroys enough of her own; it was TO Andrew of
boo was always the petted child, that confined
49,, rcorets and my sorrow. He consoed me well
rs he could.
"Cara,' said he, ft is for Maurice's good. Your
,,o,her and YOU are selfish; must man be always
lied to the women's apron strings If it was now as
N our day, should have put musket on his Shout
40, and have said to him: Forward But it is no lon
rcr so; he must get his living painter. Maurice
s nineteen years old and has not penny at his COM
m,Od You sec that it is necessary for him TO begin
u think olhis future life' All that very true,
INT was not less afflicted by his absence
Nv father gained strength, he was now able to rise
from his bed; my mother and Andrew concluded TO
eIhn of the disasters in his affairs. 1t was high
time!
"On receiving the confirmation Of n result which
he had feared, my unhappy father WAS overpowered;
mo, only ruined, said he, with sad air, but bank
rupi dshonored'
'Andrew placed the notes that he had gwen in his
hands cancelled.
"'Oh, Andrewr cried he, opening his arms TO his
generous FRIEND Il owe to you my honor!
"'You owe to me nothing; your honor, Philip; and
mine, they are but one, my brother; and how could
allow that YOU who would not desert our old stand
ard, should now for want ofamunition be forced TO
beat retreat from his own signature? It would
have been the first time that we have refused to face
the enemy, Phlip!''
"'And so you have paid my debts; and for the
past six months it is you who have supplied all our
wants . OH il is horrble! horrible!
said my poor father, striking his forehead in despair
"Don't make yourself uneasy about that said
Andrew; when your health is restored VIC will set
lie that affair together
Admirable Andrew, said /, struck with so much
nOblencss!
"Wait Madame, until ye know all his worth.
"'No,' answered my fnther, Il will never consent
compromise with you for that which it is so neces
sary you should keep, my brave friend.
have yet ono hope, it is not possible that my father
will disinherit me when he
"'For that very reason said Andrew, you should
mol be distressed at sharing the purse Of your foster
brother Are You not more like my mothers son,
than like the son Of this old leathern hearted advo-
cato And shond you not therefore be joint heir
with me?'
'Ny father casped the hand OF his good brother
My mother and thanked him with look.
"lt was but short time afterwards that the news
the death Of my grandfather was received at Gene
va My father wrote to Paris. The letter which
we went to seek at Ferney, on the day of Andrews
cage about the cross, Madame, the answer ar
IDENTIFY desired by my parents.
"A'as the fortune of my grandfather had disap-
pcared with him. ....
"Ihe cup was full. This last blow crushed my
iather his feeble health was not yet restored he re-
lapsed; his temper became more irritable, and had
mol Andrew been with us IAN angel Of peace aud
'oft' my poor mother could not have borne so many
torments!
Vi have now reached the epoch that decided my
'a'e' sorever!' and Clara breathed with difficulty.
You seem fatgued. my dear Clara, said I, with
interest
"A little, but to think aloud does me
SO much good these recollections are ever present
with me!''
ana she resumed. Gone day was at work in
inc lower part Of the house, when Maurice entered
s'u seeing me alone, he made movement tho
TIC was going away. ran to him; all! Maurice, have
you come at last! said I, how long have been wait
ing for you!
but he, Notwithstanding the joy that shcne on his
lace, was embarrassed timd, with his eyes fixed or
my father, who was walking in the garden leaning or
"' mothers arm. Andrew was with them.
maurice, said I. tell me, why don't You come te
sec u.s. You do not love us now, ungratefui one!'
ungratefu! . cease TO love you
shall have ceased to live when The
'oush' OF your mother and you, is not the first tina
an'mates my hearth
WELL then, why do you not come to see us of
tener?' '-..rt. . ..r
~ respect the commands of your father, Clara.
NY iather has he forbidden you to come to SCI
1'' Oh! that is impossible, Maurice
inese words reached my fathers ear, who, see
Ivy "aurlce' stopped before the open window, agans
winch was leaning
"0 hence' young man, . and never lie