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wont you' We must go now good morn.

wont you' We must go now good morn
ing
The damse hurried of, as if they expect
ed every moment to be called back in order
to sit in judgment upon new bonnets.
I'm positively nervous!' said Catherine,
hurrying along the street with quick, impa-
tient steps. DO tell mo Louisa, what earth.
Iy good that call has done am sure you
must agree with me uow, that there is no use
in visiting such harrassing people. 1 feel
really fidgety after it. This is the last time
| 60 there.
l don't think Mrs. Belcher would benefit
any one, very much, must confess replied
Louisa. And further say, don't think
you would either Just now.
Indeed, Miss HOLMAN! Very grateful
But Mrs. Belcher is an exception to the
generality of people, Louisa said, after a
brief smile at he friends remark. 'She rat
ties on at such despersle rate, that you can't
say much, and whatever subject YOU NAV
introduce, she dismisses it with the utmost
nonchalance, if it does not suit her taste, and
spins her own top again. She seems to pos
sess mind in which nothing will sink you
can only strike the surface which sends every
thing back with rebound. Yet we know
there are germs of goodness in her, as well
as in other people,
'Of course, I suppose so,' was GATHERINGS
half Indifferent reply.
+ STILL pursued Louisa, { it must be our
duty to keep within the sphere of the people,
unless we are sure we may not be influenced
by others, more than we can influence.
am perfectly willing, and even DESTROYS to
lessen an intimacy with Mts. Becher, as far
as we may, without exciting unpleasant feel.
ings in her.
Nonsense returned Catherine, it won,
hurt her, if her Indignation is little reused
Her sphere, as you call ii, and mine dom
agree, l can assure you. There are some
persons, always leave in a somewhat fret.
ted state of mind, even lfnothhg has occur.
red, but what appeared perfectly pleasant
| am great believer in spiritual aflini,ies
the tones of my heart don't harmonize
with every one. have often only had one
good look at person, and my feelings have
gone forth in glad friendship, which ha
grown thousand times warmer, on acquaInt
ance. Again | have met person daily fo
/. months. and have felt little more interes
than If an article of furniture had fallen in NJ,
way. act upon such impulses
Tha! is not 10 say you act rightly. Blu
wait until we get home, free from the nois'
OF these ratlling carriages, then we will hav'
talk ! They quickened their pace.
'CatharInc,' said Louisa, seriously, wher
they were again ssaled in her dressing room
you told me of fault this morning nov
, let me tell you of one; and listen 10 me
without any bursts of Impotence. You ar,
very gifted, and you know it. You are bril-
liant-you joyfnlly pour out the riches o
your mind, where you know you will be ap
precialed and admired. But those who can
/, not sympalhise with you mentally, you trea
S with an indifference, which, in my opinion
springs from selfshness.'
Catharine's proud lip curved al this charge
! The impetuous blood rushed over her face
. and retreated again, before she made he
r calm reply. why do you think il spring
from selfshness p
(. Because you only try to please wher,
t you will win the need Of admiration from
, superior mind You never try 10 make
! feeble heart lighter and stronger by you
gifts
2 1T is only noble intellect that can arous,
my s'umbering powers-a weak one canno
S bid its treasures flow forth. Perhaps 70,
ale right, perhaps am selfish. know
am. am strange being, l suppose AM
Catharine's voice grew sad. Il sometime
! feel as it my powers are bound in--as if
r an nothing. 1t is only when touch chort
in some gifted heart, that vibrates with
, strangely joyful thrill, and tells me what
am-full Of stifed, unsatlslied aspirations
S of glorious thoughts, which seldom, too sci
D dom meet and echo,-then learn what
might have been, if placed in congenial at
mosphere; if suf1ered to commune with kin
t dred and higher spirits. The society 60 il
/ chokes up both heart and mind what won
der is it that am, as | am! Day after day
this ceaseIess monotony when | taste tn
cup of mental joy, it is only to regret after
| wards, that it was dashed away. My God
i must it always be thus = The young enthusi
| asst paused the glow fher cheek had deep
ened, and as she raised her eyes upwa
filled with the light Of strong feeling, no
tear fnll both were silent for a time, will
/ upsprlnging thoughts busy at their hearts,
h "Cut vi iuOTc nav
; sometimes wished that was gentle being
. formed to soften-and bless-to be belove'
e by every one. l yearn for sympaihy,-t'
f be appreciated,-I ask for one deep draugh
a of the JOY Of Heaven. And then again.
flood Of bitterness, such passionate bitterness
!. falls upon my soul. Intellect and feeling
/ Yes, they are called gifts, blessed gifts
what have they made life to me? What j
b life, but tissue of pain and care, and crush
r ed feelingsf bright spot so rarely seen.-
\ Am as happy
q The young girl stopped without fnishin,
e the sentence, and leaned forward burst int
' flood of passionate tears. The deep 6usl
that had crossed her lisiener'r cheek, Will,
she was speaking, the tears that sprung Y
her eyes, and the culver of the lin. M
to render firm, showed -