Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1843-03-21


thing so unlucky7 never thought Of seeing my
neighbours dog tonight If | have no, been com
petely caught
4 hope you will mind my advice next time
replied her mother, in a grieved tone Il told
you 10, to SIT down in that slovenlv dress
have no doub, AT ALL but what you have lost him
forever
Here made good my retreat, for did no,
wish to pry into any Of their family secrets
The ram still continued undated hu, my So
clnl feelings were very far from being dampcd
had the curiosi,yio make another experiment The
evening was not very far ldvarced, and ms turn
cd from Mrs Nane's fashionable mansion, l saw
modes; ligh, cleaning - the Distance, and
hailed II ms the shipwrecked mariner halls the star
that guides him DER the oceans foam TO the home
he has left behind. Though | was young and
gay, and passionate admirer of beauty, | had
very exalted ideas fdomes,ic ftcity knew
that there was many rainy day in life, and |
thought that the companion who was born alone
for sunbeams and moonlight, would not aid me to
dissipae thoir gloom had moreover, a shrewd
suspicion that the daughter who thought it suf-
hcien excuse for shameful personal neglect, that
there was one present but her mother would
as a wife be equally regardless OF husbands
presence While pursued these reflections my
| feet involuntarlly drew nearer and more near TO
the light which had been the loadstone of my OPP
ening manhood | had continued to meet Mary
in the gay circles frequened, but ! had lately
become almost stranger 10 that lovely girls
home.
Shall be welcome guesY said | to myself
! as crossed the threshold Shall find her en- dis
hdbiHe likewise and dis:ove, that femenne beau
! ty and femenine grace are incompatible with II
rainy EVENING" ] heard sweet voice reading
I III. ! 4
was the voice that was once music TO my ears
Mary rose at my entrance laying her book quiz
city on the table, and greeting me with a modes,
grace and selfpossession peculiar to herself She
looked surprised, and little embarrassed, but
very far from being dspleased She made no al
lusion to my arrangement OF neglect; expressed
no astonlshnent at my untirnely visit, nor once
limited that, being alone with her mother and not
anticipating visitors, she thought it unnecessary
to wear the habiliments of lady Never in my
life had | seen her look so lovely. Her dress
was perfectly plain, but every fold was arranged
by the hand OF the graces. Her dark brown hair
which had a natural wave in it, now uncurled by
the dampness, was put back in smooth ringles
IRON her brow, revealing ftCe which did not
consider its beauty wasted because mothers eve
alone rested on its bloom. A beautiful cluster Of
autumnal roses placed in a glass on the table,
hearth dfiused spirit of cheeriulness around,
while 1t relieved the atmosphere Of its excessive
moisture Mrs Carlton was an invalid and suffer
cd from an inflammation Of the eyes. Mary had
been reading aloud TO her from her avor,e book.
/ What do you think ii was II was a very old
fashioned one indeed No other than the b ID le
And Mary wa~not ashamed TO have such fash
ionable young gentlemen as then was, see what
her occupation had been. What a contrast to the
scene | had just quilted How loathcd myself
/ for the ina,uation which had led me to prefer the
artificial graces Of belle to this poor child Of ma
,ure, drew my char TO the table, and enroated
that they would not look upon me as stranger,
but as friend anxious to be restored to the for
feited privileges Of an old acquaintance was un.
dersiood in moment and without single re-
proach, was admitted again TO confidence and ia
miliarity The hours | spent with Theresa,
seemed a kind Of mcsmeric slumber, a blank in
my existence, or at least feverish dream. What
do you think Of rainy evening, Maryf asked !
before left her
Il love it above all things replied she with ami
nation. There is something so home-drawing,
50 heart.knttng ia It's influence The depcnden.
ces which bind us to the world seem Withdrawn,
and retiring within ourselves, we learn more Of
the deep mysteries ef our own being
'Marys soul beamed from her eyes as it turned
with transient oblIqu,y, towards heaven She
paused, as iifarful Of unsealing the fountains Of
her heart | said that Mrs Carlton was an inva
lid and consequently retired carly 10 her chamber
bu, fingered I'LL late hour, nor did go till
had made fall confession Of my folly and ava
kened love, and as Mary did no, shut the door IL
my face, you may imagine she was not sorey dis
pleased
'Ah know who Mary was knew all The
time exclaimed George looking archly at aun
Mary. 4 bright tear which at that moment fell
into her lap showed that though a silent, she was
no unintcrosted auditor.
you hayn't done father said Little Ann, in
disappointed tone; ] thought you were going tc
tell a story You have been talking about your
self all the time
j have been something Of an cgo'ist, to be sur,
my llule girl Ll, wanted 10 show my deal
young friend here how much might depend up
on a rainy evening Life is not made all OF sun
shine The happies, and most prosperous mus
have their seasons Of gloom and darkness, and We
be to those from whose souls no rays Of light en-
anlie 10 giid those darkened hours | bless th'
God Of The ram as well as Of the sunshine
can read has mercy and his love, as well in TIA,
trmpes, " hose winds obscure the visible glory o
his creation lin the splrndor of the rising sun
the soft dews that descend after he setting radianc,
began with n metaphor ! said a rainbow wa
drawn on the LIQUIDS that lowered on lha, eveB,fu
day. and that Is s,il confined 10 shine with undi
, minishcd beauty Woman. my children wa