The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1847-08-14

Of mind, of feeling, of passion, such ms came
/ from no angels lips, but from n womnns
/ heart. We once heard, aud from one too,
who spoke aud thought well, tho saying
/ One must always love woman who sings
swcctly' aud Stella's was voice not 10 be
admired perhaps, but 10 be loved NJ coming
| from n heart M pure and beautiful aud sim
cere MS itself But now this lonely voice was
only TO her MS the means whereby she pour
| cd ont TINT ovCrOwing heart in river Of
melody; sitting, Ophca like, for hours aud
/ hours chanting 'snalchGs Of old songs and
running her fingers over That sweetest OF
homes friends, the liresidc pinno. in hnrmo-
NOUS rcvcnlings. And when, day by day,
the yaguc sadness Of amlcss and unsnlsiicd
youth grew upon her, the blind girl still
chung to her ever mourniill strains that made
her feel less the weight Of her solitude.
There are in life crises, distinct and vivid,
on which we can look buck and feel that
| they hive colorcd our whole destiny; can say
! but for That one year, ono week, ono day.
how different would all have been. silently
unconsciously are we swept on towards these
moments, which lie like hills, placed here
and there, from whose top we can SEQ our
whole life, like panorama, stretched out be-
/ fore us; and that but for such and such events
We should not have felt aud been us we are.
Chance, fatality, arc the words on the lips of
the wise proud man, in explanation Of this;
! but the humble, loving spirit looks higher for
! the unVciIing Of these mHryCls which pass
worldly wisdom.
Thus, nearer and nearer cumo the blind
girl to the boundary of that golden shadow
which Overhnngs human If, and ever has
| done SO since the time when the first created
| one wOOcd the mother ofHll men, in the twi-
| light Of paradise. Once and once only, can
come this sunny cloud over mortal life. Man
] tl1I'ip =
consistency may know the freshness Of early
fancy, or the calm peace Of healed affections;
| but be II first or last, every man or woman
! has, or has had, some love supreme to which
all others are as nothing. And this is the
| immortality Oflovc; ialschood, or change, or
| death may intervene; The wounded heart may
he healed, the fcllle vow forgotten in other
and higher ones, bur no other feelings can
ever he exactly the same. it is The idcalizu-
ton of love, which happens but once in
life time, and which each young life that en-
tcrs earth rcncws in itself, thus making IN
ever fresh eternity oflovc.
Some incXplicabIc within allurcd the rctir-
! ed and studious Mr. Brandrcth from his home
and he set Otto travel on the continent, talk
| ing with him his daughter. YEARLY did the
! blind girl ask to be left in peace with her
birds and flowers, and heavily and itartilly
did she look forward To entering on IA world
la did not know that the silken thread OF her
destiny was inscnsibly drawing her towards
| him who was to tighten lis burthcu, and
mike all joy and sunshine TO her. Thus it
Us that she met him.
As man ofsccnce and learning, Mr. Bran
| dreth had the cntrcc everywhere among the
! gifted, and the patrons Of such. Thihcr lac
also carried his blind daughter, perhaps be-
cause he thought to please her, for lac was n
! m ~ ma a. X
ed 10 see many eyes resting with admiration
OH the beautiful English girl, & to hear prai-
SEES of her glorious voice. Rarely was it that
Stella suffered this gift to be shown forth:
but on one night, wcaricd Of herself, Of
solitude, of society, she gave way to her feel
ings, and sang, with her whole soul i'll the
| music.
who is she who sang?' said clear, low
toned, manly voice whose pleasant English
tones ran through the Babel Of Il French, J.
Italian, and German tongues whiCh filled the
saloon, and pierced TO the acute ears Of the
blind girl. The answer was inaudiho 10 her,
but then she heard the same pleasant voice
again in tones that were much fainter aud
had n nourfuI emphasis.
'PoOr girl--poor girl had sister who
was blind"
was ever sensitive on the subject of her mis-
! fortune; but that sweet and compassionate
voice healed where it wounded.
As she left the piano, the blind girl felt her
! hand taken by that ola stranger, and n gen
tic Suffer ne to lead YOU fell on her ear, in
the same voice TO which she listened before.
Ere they could find Mr. Rrandrelh, the stran-
! ger had time to ask and claim pardon, us
couutrymun, for thus addressing one unknWn:
and by declaring his name, and speaking of
some mutual friends, he won upon even
the reserved father. All that evening, Phil
! ~ Arnytngc sat by the side ofthe blind girl,
! who felt her heart warm to the sound Of an
English voice in that far land AS his was
so sweet, and when he spoke to her. had
| such Il plying sOflness. MS if he thought of
the sister he had mentioned. No wonder
that when sleep came over poor Stclln's
dmmed eyes, that voice haunted her in her
dreams.
| Philip Armytage was that darling hero of
novclsts, that Pariah of real light--a poor
! gentleman. Heir to an old uncle, who arould
marry and thwart tie hopes of the nephew
he had educated with all the luXn les and ex-
pectallons of wealth, young Armytage, at
! twenty-five, was thrown like stray seaweed
on the ocean of the world with manners.
mind, and education thut only made him feel
more keenIy his changed position. lie ex-
perlenced to the full how differently the world
looks on a baronets heir and nobleman's
sectetaiy; even me me genllelnanIy bear
ing and richly-gificd mind which could not
be taken away from him, were almost thought
to add to the category Of his impertcctions
now.
Under the influence of these changed for
tunes, Philip Armytagc ought, in order to
become true novel hero, to have grown
cold, sarcastic, naughty, misanthropic; but
he very wisely did 10 such thing. A good
mo!her-the guardian angel of a boys life
had hpt frnip lo,, Cal
sor. Philips mind and principles were too
| well reglIlated for one hIast Of n1isEnrinnn L.,