The northern galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1844-1848, 1846-02-10


mature that made the ivy-leaf and lilly,
Not of one warp and wool hath made us all ~
PICTURE l.
How bright the dew-drop trembling on the
kalf.opened rose buds-how graceful the
bend of the II. y, as the morning wind steals
lis fragrant breath-anJ how merry the trill
of the robin swinging from the cherry-tree
bough making his dainty fare lrem the ripe
clustering fruit! But not half so bright the
dew-drops as the eyes OF sweet Lizzie Moore
nor so graceful and white the Bonded lilly as
her own swanlike neck, or the notes of yon
airy songsier rs musical as the voice of dear
Lizzie, bounding across the lawn-cheeks
glowing-ringlets dancing-and lille feel
skimming like butterflies the dewy grass.
Molher--dear molher--H elen--such
news-such newsl A letter irom-O | AM
! almost out of breaih-there mother, do read
"a letter from-from Cousin ldar
From Cousin Ida y exclaimed Helen,
dropping the dasher back into the rich yell
low butter milk, from Cousin Ida what for
what does she say?'
20, only think she is coming here,' re-
turned Lizzie, coming to-
Coming herer almost screamed Helen,
capping her hands, % how glad amp
Mrs. Moore finished reading the joyful let
ter and with 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, whole month,
cried Luzzie, o what good times we will
havep
only a month"; interrupted Helen-'bur
when will she be here?'
Next week. replied Mrs. Moore. Go
and answer your cousins letter. Lizzie, and
will add few lines TO assure her how wei
come she will be-
Mrs Moore and the mother of Ida Taylor
were sisters They were The daughters of a
respectable farmer residing in a beautiful
inland village. Their father was man Of
liberal views, and OF well cultivated mind
and their mother all that mother should he
As matter of course tn rtlore, the educa
ton Of the two girls was the best the country
could afforG-lher tastes and minds con
stantly improving from the small but well Sc
lected library of their fathers, while their
skill in house wifery was such as 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 n
farmer, and upon the death ofhis wile's fla
iher, which happened soon after their mar
riage, the young couple readily acceeded 10
the request oc the widow, and removed from
their own neat little cottage 10 the noble old
homestead. Here they still dwelt-and a
cross The very lawn where her mother had
sporled when child, did our little Lizzir
first intrude so unceremoniously upon the
notice of the reader.
William Taylor the husband of the youn-
ger sister, was at The time of his marriage
thrifty shopkeeper in the village, industrious
and ambitious of gain. Tired at length Of
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 his
craving desires, and remove TO the city of
New York, the Ell DoradO of his magma
lion. And thus the two sisters, with whom
day had never yet passed without The kiss
Of sisierly love-whose hopes and tears, Joys
and sorrows, had ever been mutual, were
now separaled-ihe one left 10 all the peace
full, pure enioyments ofcountry life the OH
er 10 mingle in the giddy vortex of The city
The m:nutia of Taylor's city career Is an ev-
cry day story. He grew rich, and with rich
es pride and ambition were made the house
hold gods; and the hearts of both husband
and wife from that Time had hut little in com
mon with their early relatives and friends ;
the one absorbed ever in the busy rush OF
Wall and Pearl streets-the other the prey
of fashion, and of the hundred dear friends
whom the magic spell of gold called around
her.
1t is true, letters, messages. or some triflino
friff hoA haan ha
tween the sisters, yet they had never met
since their first separation, and their children
had grown up - STRANGERS. With The pa
rents the season of youth had passed away,
and their feet already pressing upon life's de-
cIivity leading 10 the grave, when the aniici-
paied visit of her dear niece Ida broke like
sunbeam upon the affectenate heart of Mrs
Moore.
The pretty letter of Lizzie 10 her cousin
flowing from 4 heart as pure as the snowy
page upon which it was written, was sent of
by the evening mail. and from that lime until
tine Gay Ida was expected 10 arrive, all was
joyful anticipation within and about The
homesiead-even the very swallows seemed
to twitter more cheerfully in their graceful
flights around the old chimney, while, as
light and as airy, flew the two girls from the
lItile summer-house 10 The favoriie seat De
meath the old elm, from parlor TO bed room.
and from kitchen TO pantry. that nothing
might be left undone 10 give pleasure TO their
expected guest
What delicious evening was that for one
accustomed only 20 the smoky atmosphere
and circumscrbed view to be fonnd in the
city. upon which Ida Taylor arrived at the
residence of her uncle. AS they descended
the hill, at the bottom of which, among grace |
full elms and towering oaks, nestled the neal
of the villagers. the sun had already |
disappeared but the light clouds were still
floating in sea of gold and azure. and his
parting beams yet fingered upon the hills,
and played amidst the forest boughs.
What a picturei exclaimed Ida, leaning
from the carriage window.
Lovely iudeedr added young Ellery.
who, with his bride, an intimate of Ida's,
we're now on tour of pleasure, and had vol
unieered TO leave the latter at her uncle's.-
Lovely indeed | could almost fancy my
self again in Switzerland. or amid the lovely
wales of Italy. Look, Miss Taylor-see. Sc
how infinitely the mirrored