Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1846-01-15

! be beautiful"
He put her down from his knee, where he had
seated her, and motioned that she might depart
She stood a moment as ifiresoute, then threw her
arms around his neck kissed his cheeks, his hands,
and even the sleeves of his garment, in most pas
sionate manner, and ran out of the room.
| ooh Carnda," cried he, greatly moved, "what
a heart you are throwing away from YOU"
! "To me she has always been sullen and cold"
said Mrs. Dushane; she has never shown me a.
ny affection, but on the contrary the greatest dis
! like"
Because the fountain of her young affections
has been frozen, and her young blood turned to
| gall" replied her brother :" She has been brought
| up with the whitening conviction that she is an OBJ
iect of hatred and disgust to those around her pa-
ced in glazing comparison with her beautiful sister,
treated like mental, her dress neglected. her man
ners uncultivated and her scnsibIties crushed and
trodden under foot. Talk about her affections =
You might as well take those very geranium leaves
and grind them with your heel, till you have brus
ed out all their fragrance, and then murmur that
! they gave you back no sweetness. But that child
has affections, warm, glowing affections, though
you have never elected them-and mind, too
though You have never cultivated it; but If God
grant me the opportunity will take possession of
the unweeded wilderness of her heart and mind
and turn it into blooming, domestic garden vet"
Mrs. Dushane thunderstruck. She saw in
! prospective her darling Clara dsinherited, and she
knew not in what way to avert the impending ca
lamty.
Brother" cried she putting her handkerchief
| to her eyes, you are strangely altered. You used
to love me once, but now the stranger within my
gates would treat me with more kindness. You
don't know what provocations have, or you would
not accuse me of such cruelty and injustice"
"You forget, Clarinda, that have been a wit
ness myself of your injustice. ] do not make ac-
cusations, but appeal to set.evdent truths and
did you not suffer Clara TO depart, without once re-
buking her for her lasehood and guilt?
Brother, believe you hate Clara"
81 have no love for her faults, and TO speak the
honest truth, never liked tdUoriteS From the time
of ancient Joseph's coat of many colors which ex-
cited the envy and hatred of his. brethren, 10 our
days of modern refinement, favortism has been the
fruitful source of sin and sorrow, and olentimes of
blood aud death. Do not accuse me of unknd-
ness, Clarinda, because | speak strongly of the
evils you have caused. | would rouse you TO
sense Of your danger, and place before you, in all
! their length and breadth, the sacred duties you
have too long neglected"
81 may have been wrong" cried Mrs. Dushane
apparently softenlng; indeed, | know have BEEN
but never could govern Eliie in any other way
than by severity. She is the most singular child
you ever saw, and you are the only person who ev
err seemed to love her. You remember, brother
when was young girl, was very much admired
for my beauty, and perhaps was led to attach an I'M
due value to it. My greatest ambition was to have
infant, ana Wnen Ellie SAID 10 be
remarkably ugly, could not help it, but my heart
seemed steeling against her, and she was very
cross infant too, and cried day and night. ] could
hear the nurse calling her cross, ugly thing till [
was ashamed to have her in my sight. Then Cla-
ra was SO uncommony beautiful, and such sweet,
smiling, bewtching little infant, could not help
idozing her. Every body called her an angel,
and indeed you must acknowledge she has the beau
ty OF one. Then she is so affectonate and loving
You don't know how she twines around ones heart.
10 be sure she was very wrong just now, very
wrong; but pray forgive her this one fault. You
saw now bitterly she wept. 1t was only the dread
OF your dlspleasurc. You have idea how ten
DERBY she loves you. F1igiye Clara Tor my sake,
and will be kind to Etfie for yours"
"For your own sake, my beloved sister," said Mr.
Horton seatngdAmself by her side, and taking her
hand affectonatey in his. "The consciousness of
a fault is one step to reformation Only cultivate
a mothers feelings for Efie and believe me, you
will be repaid for all your care"
Late that evening" as Mr.. Horton was walking
pensively in the garden, whose walks and arbors
were partially Illuminated by the light Of a wan
inc moon, he was attracted by dark object under
one of the trees. Surprising it some animal, which
! had gained unlawful admtance he approached to
! drive it from the Enclosure, when he was startled
! by the appearance of two large black eyes turned
| upwards to the Heavens flashing out from cloud
of gypsy looking hair.
"Effie" cried he, what are you doing here, so
! late, and alone"
Nothing" replied she, sprngng on her feet
81 was ouly looking at the moon and staE"
"You had better 90 and look at them through
your bed curtains" said he, passing his hand over
her dew damp har at Is time for little girls to
be IN bed and asleep"
81 cannot sleep so soon" said the child 81 think
too much and wish too much"
"What is it you wish so much Eiiie;"
sob | wish to be up among the stars, out Of
the way Of every body here and then they look
as if they loved me, with their sweet bright eyes,
Mr. Horton took her hand, and led her slowly
and gently along.
You seem to want tsGhaSoved Efie?"
ooh! YES" answerei it'll energy, " would
die to be loved only hal well as Clara"
l "Well listen to me, Efie, and will tell you
how you may be loved even better than Clara
You must not think that it it is only beautiful per
sons who are loved"
But they hate me because am ugly" :" inter
rupted Fife.
"You are not ugly, my child, and as you grow
older you grow handsomer But you must forget
Ayour looks and think of cultivatng your mind and
~heart You must try to be loved for something
Better than beauty, and beauty perhaps will come
without thinking Of it."
Eilie looked up to him with a smile which had
really identifying influence on her face, seer
+ By that soft moonlight
off could only be with you all the time," SAID
she, ." should be happy"
!, "Would you, indeed, like to leave your home
l and come and live with me"
"Would / ?" cried she, suddenly stopping"
would walk barefoot to the end of the universe;
would feed on bread and water all my life, if
could only live near YOU"
r "Perhaps we will live together one of these fine
days." said he, smiling at her enthusiasm, shut
will promise to give you better fare than bread ant
water Aud now good highland God bless you
} my own darling Eiie."
Efhe retired to bed, but long after she had laiC
t her head upon her pillow, she whispered to herself
the endearing cpithet, which had melted into hel
r inmost heart. 1t was the first time she had eve
been SO fondy addressed and even in her dream:
she thought gentle voice was murmuring in he
D ear, my own darling Effie" Oh how sweet tc
the neglected one-heared child, was the language
of sympathy and love 1t was like the gurglinG
fountain in the arid deser-the nightingale in tht
: dungeons solitude the gentle gale that first wax