Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1845-09-19


PICTURE I.
How bright the dew drop trembling on
the haf-opened rose.buds-how graceful the
bend Of the lily, as the morning wind steals
its fragrant breath-and how merry the tr
II the robin swinging from the cherry-tree
bough, making his dainty fare from the ripe
clustering fruit But not half so brigh. the
dcw.drops as the eyes Of sweet Lizzie Moore,
nor so graceful and white the bendind lily
as her own swanlike neck, or the notes OF
yon airy songster as musical as the voice OF
dear Lizzie, bounding across the lawn
checks glowing-ringlets dancing-and little
feet skmming like butterflies the dewy grass
Mother-dear mother lelen-.sucl,
news-such news A letter from-O am
almost out of breath-there mother, do read
"A letter from-from Cousin Ida !
From Cousin Ida = exclaimed Helen.
dropping the dasher back into the rich vel.
low butter-milk, from Cousin Ida what
for-what does she say!'
turned Lizzie, Coming to-
Coming here = almost screamed Helen,
clapping her hands, % how glad am =
Mrs. Moore finished reading the joyful let
ter, and with a smile Of pleasure said, as she
returned it TO Lizzie
Indeed am very glad. Dear Ida she
will be stranger among us-but we must
do all we can TO make her happy while she
stays with u.s.
"A month only think, a whole month,
GIried Lizzie, % what good times we will
ee!
Only a month = interrupted Helen
ut when viii she be here p
Next week. replied Mrs. Moore. Go
and answer your cousins letter, Lizzie, and
will add few lines 10 assure her how well
come she will te.'
Mrs. Moore and the mother of Ida Tay.
Tor were sisters. They were the daughters
of a respectable farmer, residing in a beauli.
FIJI inland village. Their father was man
of liberal views, and Of well cultivated mind.
and their uotI,er all that a mother should be.
As matter of course, therefore, the educa.
ton Of the two girls was the best the coun-
try could afford-their tastes and minds con-
stanily improving from the small but well
selected library of their fathers, while their
skill in honsewie-y was such did credit
to their own industry. Early in life, each
had married the man of her choice. Robert
Moore, the husband Of the eldest, was also a
farmer, and upon the death of his wifc's
father, which happened soon after their mar
riage, the young couple had readily accedcd
TO the request of the widow, and removed
from their own neat little cottage to the no.
BILE old homestead. Here they still dwelt-
and across the very lawn where her mother
had sported when child, did our little Liz.
zie first intrude so unceremonously upon the
notice of the reader.
William Taylor the husband of the youn
ger sister, was at the time of his marriage a
thrifty shopkeeper in the village, industrious
and ambitious Of gain. Tired at length o
the slow accumulation of dollars and cents
with the whisperings of avarice prompting
him on, Taylor resolved TO quit the peaceful
village which offered SO little 10 support biz
craving desires, and remove TO the city o
New York, the Ell Dorado Of his magma
ton. And thus the two sisters, with whom
day mad never yet passed without the kiss
Of sisterly love-whose hopes and fears, joys
and sorrows, had ever been mutual, were
now separated-the one left to all the peace.
ful, pure enjoyments of country life ); the
other to mingle in the piddy vortex of the
city. The minutia Of Taylor's city career
is an every day story. He grew rich, anc
with riches pride and ambition were made
the household gods; and the hearts of bo,l
husband and wife from that time had but lii.
tie in common with their early relatives ant
friends the one, absorbed ever in the bus,
rush of Wall and Pearl streets-lhe other
the prey of fashion, and of the hundred dea
friends whom the magic spell Of gold cale'
around her.
1t is true, lerters, messages, or some tri
fling gIfi, had been occasionally interchang
ed between the sisters, yet they had neve
met since their first separation, and theI
children had grown up as strangers. Wit
the parents the season of youth had passe
away and their feet already pressing upo
life's decivity leading to the grave, whe
the anticipated visit of her dear niece Id
b.oke like a sunbeam upon the af1eclionat
heart Of Mrs. Moore.
The pretty letter of Lizzie to her cousin
flowing from heart as pure as the snow,
page upon which it was written, was sent oil
by the evening mail, and from that time uni,
the day Ida was expected to arrive, all wa
joyful anticipation within and about H.
homestead-even the very swallow seeme
TO twitter more cheerlully in their graceful
flights around the old chimney, while, as ligi
and as airy, flew the two girls from the lilll
sun,mer-house 10 the favorite seat beneat
the old elm, from parlor to bed room, an
from kitchen TO pantry, that nothing nigh
be left undone 10 give pleasure to their ex
pected guest.
What delicious evening was that for on
accustomed only 10 the smoky atmospher
and circumscribed view to be found in III
CITY, upon which Ida Taylo, arrived al th
residence of her uncle. As they descende
the bill, at the bottom OF which, among grace
ful elms and towering oaks, nestled the nes
cottages of The villagers, the sun had alread
disappeared but the light clouds were s,i
floating in sea of gold and azure, and hi
parting beams yet fingered upon the hills, an
played amidst the forest boushs.
'Wha, a picture 7 exclaimed Ida, leanin
from the carriage window.
Lovely indeed = added young Ellery
who, with his bride, an intimate Of lda's
were now on tour Of pleasure, and had vol
unteered to leave the latter at her uncle's
Lovely indeed ] could almost fame
myself again in Switzerland, or amid ,h