Washington telegraph., 1845-01-22
The STORY OF CLARA REVERE
THE POOR BLIND GIRL.

and exceedingly Deautiful. Blessed be.
yond most of her sex with personal lowell.
ness. gay, high spirited and lively, this
young creature had passed her childhood
without being permitted to behold the face
n of her father or mother, or gaze upon those
beautiful scenes in the natural world q,
which she might be deemed the personation
of abstraction. So young-so bcautif,I-
vet Clara was blind. Such an Athletic n
would have broken down the spirit of most
girls of her age. Not so Clara Revere.
There was one thing that always made her
playful and glad. 1t was the idea long
cherished that she would soon be restored
to sight. To prevent their daughter from
falling into melancholy state of mind, her
parents had fiattered her, perhaps too often,
with this belief, till finally her thoughts
were almost exclusively directed to the full
flment of what she seemed to regard as
pledge from their lips. Her language par
took of the warmth of her soul, and she
possessed an aniableness of disposition that
endeared her to every one. Perhaps no
thing sooner exciies the sympathy ofeihe
behoder, than yoang and beautiful giri in
her situation. Her blindness rendered her
douby dear and Interesting to all.
Ii was a beautiful evening in June.-
The wind dailying amofg the roses and
honey-suckles, sported with Clara S dark
ring!e's, as she sat al the open WINDOW.
Mrs. Revere had been reading to Cara a
touching story of bird that had died i'm
prisoned in cage. She was interrupted
by the frequent exclamation from her
daughter, Was it blind. mother!-svas
e. al IL Ii
time, the a.labsorbiug subject of her
thoughts.
"Oh, mother! when viii it bel When
will the day come that you have SO often
promised me! When shall look out upon
the green world oil which you speak, and
admire its beautiful things; its flowers aud
the gay birds that sing SO sweety! Every
thing can see but L; when will it come!
Soonl sooni will it not, mother!''
"Are you not happy, my danghterl'
Happy On, -sesl yes!-bll mother,
meihin1s should be happier if could look
up into yonr lace and see you smile. should
| not! There is the 6tt.e rose you painted
under my window; you tod me last year
should gather the first blossoms. and admire
its beautiful color, and now IL is sum ner
again, and every one has seen il but me-
The birds sing but see them not.
My dear lara, do n,t repine aud gsiege
at your misfortune. We will hope for the
hes: ana pray that you may be restored ~
s'ght V hat f =ssdid 5eii yol that ;he
Pl.J l.J5ic;an may be nere TO see you to-
m1rrow,"
s'..l he m7.ler. ga .yI he CAS-,
shsie ed he cn,si-
} ne phY~.c'aA- s.as e peclci &, c-,a- ..-
neu dag AMI perform an 9Pe aliJn "a Ae.
ejs5. y =. Re- c.e n4I A-3- Il .a-z 4
geace -4.n aar da .5.-e. da.,l * as. .h1.
m,nt from an 5Inyq.. .ngness t. oal7er tte
p,oi gtr w.;h an. :. -e Of de Us .e h pc
Il is Impossible 10 describe Inc eiii.c. Of tie
annIac atom upJa her. Her smpc eA-
amaIinn Of delight gave but a faint idea ui'
her feelings ii that ln5ment. Her chee.
cr'm msoned suddenly, and she wep- for JOY.
Mrs. Revere was alarmed.
My daugh erl''
'Oh. will he did you say sol will he then
restore me to sight Then shall see you,
mother. | shall see the robin that has
sung Tor SO many years, morn and evening.
upon the old elm tree, whose sweet song
have almost got by heart. hear fathers
step as he comes up the path. But | shall
see him now! | shall see him. Oh tie /
me. how does he lookl Is his face IS kind
and pleasant as he talks7 Shall then see,
see tomorrow. Oh, do not dtsappo,nt me
this time motheri"
Thus did the sweet girl run on, delighted
almost fiantic with JOY.
INV sweet Clara, you must not raise your
hopes too high. Be assured your father
and mother would make any sacrifice that |
would restore their daughter to sight,
Were it possible. they would either Of them
to be blind that You might see
The physician will come tomorrow, bur
YOU must not expect TO see immediately. |
il may be months-it may be"
"Oh. say not so, say not so, dear motherl
viii do any thing for my sight-endure
any pain without mlrmur. that may only !
hear your voice aud greet your smiles AMI /
see Won welcome me to a new lire. Oh
saw not so, mnher!
Such artiess, natural and unaffec.ed
anguage was touching t. her whose very
existence seemed bound up N tiat VI her
'.!Clara my dear you mist be calm. and |
we will pray that he skill Of The Phys'cian
nav restore you to sight
= will. will, mo herl but OH do no'
do no. disappoin, me this fimsi
Such expressions went to her mothers
- She had feared that Clara wond
attempt to grasp too suddenly, TOO s, eagsry ri.
At wba, might not be rea'ized-,hat her
,Lomnhts would centre upon nothing but the
idea Of complete restoration 10 sight an
their prayers and wishes sh'n'd not De
owned with that blessed consunmatl'n IN
,vbicb thew hoped, and for which they 50