Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1845-04-25
VOL. XI.--NO. 35.

after keeping her FIVE years at Semina-
ry, papa will allow her TO come home and
make beds for us 2 Lucia's New York ex-
quisite had deserted her, and alas she was
now twenty-five
We shall see, answered Mrs Gayland,
with very decided air, but bark hear
carriage--it must be your father
Yes said Lucia looking out Of the win
dow, and there is a lady with him, but il
cannot be Lille, for she looks very hand
some wi
The door opened-Mr Gayland entered,
leading young and beautiful girl. Advance
ing towards his wife and daughters, he pre-
scented her Maria, your daughter Lille
Lucia, Florette, your sister, Lille with
sweet smile extended her hand, and notwish-
standing an evident GOODNESS on the part Of
her mother and sisters, she would press her
pretty pouiing lips to theirs.
We'll, Maria said Mr. Gayland triumph
anlly, do you want Lille in the kitchen
now 7 or perhaps next summer you would
like 10 exhibit her and Florette a. Saratoga.
A bitter smile was the only reply. Mrs
Gaylnnd saw that the poor, despised, insult
ed child was beauiilul-even more beautiful
/
the dark eye Of Lille that spoke of heaven
born thought an expression of lofty purity
sat enlhroued OIL her placid brow, while the
soft cadence Of her voice was sweeter music
than the zephyr's harp. NEE
Lille was divesiing herself OF her travel
ling dress, and Florciie, instead of assisting
her, was gazing out upon the lawn. Sud-
denly she exclaimed, while slight blush tim
ged her cheek Papa, look, do you know
this gentleman who is approaching? He
was introduced here by MIR Berwick, on the
day after you left, and is the most agreeable
man | ever met with. He must have tray-
elled over the whole world, for his know-
edge is boundless; and then his manners are
so distinguished, am sure he has lived in
the best society At times when he is speak
ing very earnestly, his voice resembles Har-
vey Lestons and sometimes he fixes his
eyes upon me just as Harvey used to-.
Indeed, Florette, answered her father,
somewhat sadly, i hope you have not los,
: your heart. l know that gentleman well,
and he is engaged TO young lady Of this
, village
Engaged impossible, papa, said Lucis.
He only visits here, and his eyes are always
OH Floretie but bark, he rings ~.
Mr. Gayland himself opened the door, and
welcomed the gentleman by hearty shake
Of the hand; then leading his youngest
daughter forward, he said, Harvey Lesion,
this is my daughter Lille, and your afiianced
BRIDE The young man gazed upon her face
moment, in admring wonder, then kueel-
,, ing he said, as in days gone past, you will
be my own wife, Lillie-you will never leave
me nor laugh at me as Florette hes done =
and again Lille threw her arm around his
neck, and answered with a face of smiles and
; tears oh, no, never dear Harvey 1 will
always be your own Lille
The rage of the mother, the chagrin Of
Fl"rette can be better imagined than desert.
bed. Mr. Gayland noticed them not, but
taking the hand of his future son, he said
arise our revenge is complete. Maria, your
despised and neglected child is now superb
or in beauty and wealth to either of your
daughters. Florette, there is not lady in
New England that would not be proud to
call Harvey Lesion Husband. May the les
; son you have learned be profitable Florette.
; without visiting Saratoga, gave her hand 10
Mr. Berwick, who had long sought il but
she never looked upon the beloved and hon
ored Harvey Lesion withourregretting that
she had ever played the dangerous game Of
sporting with hearts, n.