Liberty advocate. [volume] (Liberty, Miss.) 1835-1866, 1844-03-16

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no alluded to tho approaching sale.
at will DO n severe trial, she raid, but
must cndeoyor 10 bear up under ~
500 not distress yourself, sweet ono"
he replied, al have money, and will bid
! in your beautiful birthplace, and il shall
still be your own home"
"And God will bless YOU, Alfred"
she cried with an OVERLOOKING heart
/ have not grloyod so much for myself
as for poor Mary She could not bear to
think Of leaving this dear home, OH how
she will thank you Dear Alfred, | am
happy now"
intend you shall be always happy,
Margaret; but you must not be much
longer encountered with Mary. She is
certainly a great burden to you, and can
never be of any service. 1oI will find
employment in your own family, and she
will be comfortable in the poor house.
The poor house! My poor dear Mary
in the poof house," gasped Margaret,
with her hands clasped, and her lips
white ard trembling. ooh! God, have
mercy;n she murmured, ard rushing in
to her bedroom, closed and bolted the
door, aud sunk upon her low bed, in soul
crushing agony.
1t was all over; she felt that she had
loved an unworthy. heartle man. The
breath Of winter had swept suddenly
over her Eden, while its blooms were in
their morning freshness, and all was des-
olation and death, All her hopes for
life were crushed in a moments rude
touch had aroused her from sweet dream
of heaven, to the consciousness that she
was a poor, lriendess, houseless orphan
girl. She nestled her face into the pill
low, lest Mary should hear her sobbing,
and wept those burning tears, which
leave indelbIe traces on the heart and
cheek. Did she then accuse her Maker
of cruelty and injustice? Oh, no. She
felt that she had made g. man her idol
and trusted in an arm of flesh. In deeI
humility she lay at the feet of the Mercl
lul, and besought Of him pardon and con
ISOLATION. She had no earthly friend, no
other refuge TO flee to in her hour of ca
Iamity; well was it for her, that she knew
where to find her God. lnthat hour she
leIt the utter vanity Of Trusting in man
or terrestrial things for happiness. She
called up all her gay dreams of love, and
bliss, and easy competence, and wrote
with a pen of iron, Vanity. Then she
nerved her heart anew to meet and en-
dure trial, toll, and poverty, but when
she thought Of Mary, her tears gushed
forth again, Poor child of misfortune!
she said mentally, hencelorth live for
thee. Thou dost love me truly and en-
trely; | will make thee as happy as
can. But thou shalt never hear that any
human creature would have doomed thee
to the poor house. Oh that would break
the poor bruised reed, and crush it into
II the earth.
All that day, Mary observed that her
sisters composure was retained with eff
fort, and in the evening she inquired
what had at1l icled her, Margaret grew
paler as she replied, "Alrred has forsa-
ken me, Mary, because we are poor and
unfortunate"
Mary's feeble frame shook like bull.
rush in swoln brook; Margaret threw
her arms around her, and their gushing
sorrows mingled.
"Then we have no hope," at length
laltered Mary; 81 had deemed that he
would take your heavy burden, and be
unto US a stay, and protector. Yet be-
cause we are otherwise wholly destitute.
he too, has forsakon u.s. Oh! what shall
we do?"
"Rely on God, Mary; He hope, has
not forsaken US, He will love US the
better for our poverty, and helplcssness
If we put our trust in Him, we shall
never be ashamed of our reiance.''
Now, suppose, you expect to hear Of
some unexpected accession Of fortune, or
interposi,ion Of wealthy friends, by which
her constancy and piety, were fully re-
warded. Here IS a reprehenslble fault OF
novel writer's, they uni(ormly hold up
this worlds wealth, or success, or honor,
as the reward oil what they term virtue,
(but which is often very equivocal in its
eatures) and lead the young and ardent,
to look confidently for such reward,
and to impeach heaven, ifit DO withheld;
while religion teaches, that it rather be-
comes US 10 acknowledge as a gratutous
blessing, the air that balhcs our presumP-
tuous lips.
Margaret went forth in her young beau
ty, like fair flower, bent, but mol
crushed by the tempest, to seek sheltel
for herself, and gentle sister. But the a.
fluent TO whom she replied beseecnlngly
for the rent Of only one small roon' un,'
lormly refused her. They feared % az
Unit the orphan girls, lest 70 ing r.,
suit they should become burdensolne .
them. From many thresh hold dld she
turn with an almost bursting hearts TO
SOW with big, siacnt tears her deso'a'e