American Republican and Baltimore daily clipper. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1844-1846, 1845-09-08
THE sMUGGLER's DAUGHTER.

IL was Sunday in Spring, one of those days
!hat re-waken life and gladness IN the fields and
woeds and call ca the spirit Of man to rejoice.
The afternoon service had ust concluded in
The little chuech Of Upton, and the villagers
were pouring from the doors, exchanging friend
" greetings, and moving housewares in cheer
tul family groups.
But there was one who had stolen from the
church the moment the service was over, hur-
rying across the graveyard and along the lane
10 e house at some little distance. 1t was a
young girl, with pale, anxious countenance,
and step trembling and unequal There was
asadncss in the expression OF her blue eyes and
email delicate mouth that Ill beacmcd her age;
and though few Of the years first prime roses
were opening on the warm bank Of the line,
vet even they could not tempt Ier TO pause in
the hurried walk. 1t was not poverty that on
pressed her, for she was neatly and conlorta'
bly, clad, and her home wore an'aspect oforder
and-respcctabiIty that bespoke Is owners to be
lar removed from want.
The glrl hastily unlocked the door, and cX-
,rlan,ed as site entered the lonely ROOM
Thank God, they are not cup.o YETI
She placed the chairs near the fire. heapod
on fresh fuel, then passed through tho house
into the orchard. The blossoms were out on
the ap,e-trees, few dafiodiIs CLEANED among
the 1rass and daisies stabbed the mossy path
way. The young girl looked around her; all
was calm, and glad, ard beautiful. The church
tower, weathes stained and partially coveted
with wv, was seen rising above the venerable
yew-ttecs that surrounded it; here and there
was glimpse OF the village; far away was the
river, winding through meadows, and some
times hidden by the willows on its banks; and
over all, was the blue sky, without 6 cloud
Leaves .cnd blossoms were bursting into life,
bird and lee were already on the wing
AS tho villagers moved homeward, the church
BELLS rang cheerful peal, shaking the old tow
or, and disturbing the rocks that had made their
homes about it, and were now sending their
camorods shouts far on the evening air.
While tire girl watched their wheeling flight,
she heard voices ia the lane That skirtad the
orchard, and, moment afterw ards, her own
name was called aloud
.tAnnie Carr! Annie Csrr!-age you tbere?''
She ran TO the hedge, and the same voice
continued, ir a kind and cheerful tone:
Come and walk with US, my dear; it is a
sweet, mild evening, and we are going as far
as the waterfall by the mill. You can take tea
with US afterwards, and We will bring yeu
home at night"
"You are very kind Mrs. Gardner" she re.
piled; al would gladly come, but it is really i'm
possible. Iexpsct my father every rloment,
and, believe, my brother is coming Also"
"But they will not want you, Annie" plead
ed second speaker. Do you come, only for
half an hour. You look pale and sad, and this
lovely evening must do you good"
"Thank you, Charles, wish could; but l
dare not come"
"You dare mott" repeated the young man.
Il mean." said Annie, coloring,- mean
1 cannot leave home at the moment expect
my father. Hark! is not that his step" and
she listened anxiously, yet not without such
anxiety as child should feel in awaiting the
return of a parent. There was more in 1t of
fear than of love, and Mrs. Gardner and her
son, seeing that their presence only added to
her uneasiness, babe her farewell, and passed
on. Annie watched them as long as they were
in sight, not moving from the spot where they