The northern galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1844-1848, 1844-09-25

rare flowers, and sweet faces, and soft voices,
that did long to enter. But the gate was
shut and was left alone. Long time | stood
before it, and then wandered sadly away. AT
length met with a sweet girl, | shall never
forget her face, and she went with me. She
had such smiling eyes and such pleasant
voice, that was happy with her. and every
thing around was bright and glad. Long time
she was beside me, and | loved her very much,
but when would have Rugged her, she put
me away. and said, she must take another
path And then wept bitterly, but when l
raised my eyes, saw the bright gate again.
Weeping and YEARLY | went towards it. and
when came it opened, and ] saw you there,
YOU cried out, my child has come home, and
/ answered, and my own voice awoke me-
And now know that you are going to bles-
sed place, and that shall soon follow. The
mother smiled sweetly as he concluded; he
pressed his lips to her forehead, and started
as he felt her shudder; he looked upon her
face, it was still, and he knew that she had
entered the celestial gate.
He was adopted by an excellent couple who
being childless, loved the orphan as much as
hearts that never knew parental tenderness,
can love. But his little heart was sad and
dark at times, for no pulse answered to Its
throbbings, and no smile of sympathy chased
its shadows, or painted rainbows on It's
clouds.
He was youth Of seventeen when enter
ed the school which he attended, but as he
seemed no way particularly interested IN my
laughing face there grew no intimacy be-
tween us. Yet observed his sensltiveness,
and a certain delicacy of demeanOr strongly
contrasting with the frolicksome spirit Of his
companions; and child as was could see
In his eye and in his smile, shadows of deep
and hidden feelings. But knew that he was
an orphan, and deemed those shadows mem
cries from his mothers grave.
My cousin Rose came TO spend a few weeks
with me that winter. She was at that time
fifteen, a bright, beautiful creature, half child,
half woman, with an indescribably enchanting
smile. and eyes of the clearest hazel, in which
all her thoughts were mirrored as they sprang
from her guiltless heart. Her feelings were
warm and tender, though her mood was gay,
and sometimes even satirical. She was beau
tful of form and feature, and her mind was a
gem well worthy of its superior setting
Rose accompanied me TO school. Soon after
we were seated, Jasper came in, proceeded 10
his place, sat down, and raising his eyes,
caught the face Of my cousin. waslooking
at him and saw at first a deep flush like a
CLEAN of red sunlight cover his face. | was
surprised and kept my eye on him. The flush
faded as if the recediug crimson had swept
every tint Of life away, and his cheeks and
even his lips were white and ghastly. Pos
sessed by an indefinite idea that he was i'll, !
Involuntary half rose from my seat, but
checking myself, kept quiet and concluded
to observe bis moods closely. He bent his
face to the desk and trembled violently, but
soon betook himself TO his books, and did not
see his eyes turned tow ards her again that day
WeIlin few days he had made her acquaint-
ance, and had become familiar, and thought
he experienced perceptibe pleasure IN the
bare pronunciation of the sweet word, Rose.
in her presence he seemed entirely happy,b but
it was deep still happiness, pervading and
filling all his soul.
She was pleased with his attentions, and
smiled when he spoke, but felt sorrowfully
that she did not understand or appreciate his
devotion. She ended her visit at my fathers
and returned home; and then the shadows
deepened in Jaspar's eyes, and his manner
was more pensive than before. Rose came
again.an he eagerly sought her society. She
was sweet and tasteful singer, and he was
never weary of listening TO her rich melody
She loved pensive lay and sung with thrill.
ing pathos of voice and manner. 1t seemed
to me that his spirit blended with her tones.so
that while she sung, he was unconscious o
his own identity. had heard Of love; ant
as Rose was singing some tender song,
marked the rapt earnestness Of his manner
and came to the conclusion that he certainly
did love her heart and soul. But when
sought to analize her feelings / was perplex
ed; for although she was kind, gentle, ant
oblging to him; her eyes wandered careless
ly from him to a wild rose, and from the will
rose to his eyes again, without in the leas
changing their expression, Crlingering on thu
spiritual beaming that Enlightened at he
glance. And yet, thought |, she must know
that he worships her, and certainly she en-
courages his homage. Rose spent much o
her time with me, and Jaspar Forbes wasfor
ever at her side, and she said that if day
passed without the gift of his society, sh,
wrote it amongst the blanks of her existence
Concluded merit ,reek.