Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1845-02-21
VOL. XI.NO. 26.

my little pet, your sweet cousin Elizabeth
i trust she is in Heaven. She was new
er happy after you left us, and would never
go TO school 10 any other person. She died
before she was nine years old r6f
And Miss Roscoe sat down and wept, sot
so much for her deceased cousin, as for her
living brother, whose hopes were to be ut
terly blasted
A girl now came to the dining room door
and inquired for Mrs Murdoch.
4 left her in the kitchen, said Miss Ros-
coe.
she Is not there and we cannot find her.
continued the girl.
Miss Roscoe looked much alarmed The
house soon echoed with loud screams. Mrs
ing in her own blood.
is she quite deadr inquired one Of our
travellers.
oh no, but she is dreadfully wounded
cried the halffrantic domestic.
Tell Mr. Murdoch that am professor
of surgery in the Medical College, and will
render him any service in my power
The wretched woman had injured herself
severely, although not fatally Her wounds
were speedily dressed, and she appeared
humble, and grateful. Mrs Bryant and her
travelling companion stood weeping at her
bedside, when she suddenly caught the 6rst-
mentioned adys hand, exclaiming, say you
forgive me say il if you cannot feel it, and
| will try TO live or if must die, ! shall die
easier
i am not conscious that you have injured
me, replied Mrs Bryant, calmly.
You are right cried the sufferer. 4
never injured yoa but have brought my
self to this horrid condition, in my endeay-
ors to do so. Ever since first saw you,
hated your very name, and have cherish
ed that hatred all my life, and il has been
burning coal in my heart--a living viper in
my vitals. Oh, could have murdered you,
because loved hopelessIy; and the man of
my heart loved you. hopeessly also. But
while was wrthing in the venom and tor
ment of my envy, you passed calmly on,
like the glorious eagle with her eye heaven
ward, needless ofthe grovelling serpent that
Kisses and bites himself in his impotent ire,
at her majesty. Tell me what supported
you while we belied you, and scoAred at
your povertyi Teach me to bear and for
bear, like you
DC tutt, uCut VNdt1, TtpHtu MIS-
Bryant, and if you would be above the ills
of life, look evermore to God--seek TO do
his will in all things, and when crosses and
Affections come, receive them as necessary
chastenings from kind fathers hand, and
search the heart for the fault to which they
apply. and pray for grace TO root it out.
Thus recognizing the hand ofGod in all
things, we cease 10 feel enmity against our
fellows, we know they are but dust and we
seek only to approve ourselves to him who
doeth all things well. The heart that in its
affections dwells in heaven, is high heart
and cannot be debased by any station
Il know groaned Mrs Murdock, that
you are right, but never shall learn your
lesson
Mr. and Mrs Morse received their child
rem with rejoicings, such as only the parents
of such daughter can feel /; and her BROTH
ers and sister hung round her with proud
and worshipping affection. Charles Roscoe
grew calm when the struggle of hope and
fear was over in his heart, and the grass had
grown over their graves and he learned to
meet Mrs Bryant at her annual visits 10 her
parents as an old friend, and TO rejoice that
she was more happy and honored than he
could have made her. She is still living, a
pattern ofexceIlence her two sons William
and Henry Beaufort, are such as mother
like her should be proud of, and more
lovely, gentler girl than Norma Bryant,
graces not the walks Of wealth and litera-
ture; reaps not the grateful blessings of
such as we're ready to perish.
Liberty Pennsylvania.
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