Wisconsin tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1847-1854, 1847-09-10
NUMBER 2.

needing the thousand evil whispers which
would ImPef you to shrink back, 90 for.
ward and acknowledge your fault.
Your code Of morals scarcely yields
any thing 10 human feelings and fraiIties.
We must have more than Roman stern
ness to judge of ourselves thus. We are
all more or less governed by our feelings.
| certainly never could be so coldIy stoi-
cal ; | am too impulsive.'
Fanny's eye kindIed with an earnestness
that showed her impetuous nature.
1t needs no cold stoicism,' said Mrs.
Martin, faint color coming in her pale
cheek; but it needs heart warmed from
heavens own alter, with the highest and
sive, should that be reason tor dong
wrong Are you too impuI,ive to be
better than you are7 Don, say you are
incapable oitrying to do right. We never
know ourselves until we are tested child
Fanny raised her eyes which had been
bent in earnest thought. Il was wong
Sic Stiu. oniN " ~ w Dettei'
William had been listening intcntly.-
when Fanny spoke The last words, he
said, eagerly-'That's right : knew you
were a good girl at heat. You and JOS
ephine will soon be as good friends as
ever
After conversing about an hour longer,
4 Il Il.
evening is growing late; we must CO.
They babe Mrs. Martin a warm adieu,
and left. When they arrived al home,
Fanny took light from the hall table aud
Immediately retired 10 her room. William
entered the parIor, and the first person
his eye fell upon was Josephine. She
had returned homo during their absence
at Mrs. Martins. His whole count, nance
kindled up with unexpected pleasure
'Ah, Josephine he cried, spring'ng
forward to meet her; and regardless of
his mothers presence, he threw his arms
around her and kissed her repeatedly.
Young people acM have p"nc',ants for
each other, no matter how often we al
cient youths and maidens shake our time
honored heads, and say, with tears III our
eyes, My dear young people, we've been
through the mill, and therefore know bet
ter than you do, how many heart burns
Mysteries and fainting fits. you arc bring
ing upon yourselves Probably all such
affectonate circumstances and concern
would have been as idle wind to Mr.. Will
liam Wood and Miss Josephine Atwater.
Neither had told the other the state of
their hearts but Notwithstanding, they
were not in ignorance, for they had, as in
all such cases, discoursed eloquently with
their eyes, the windows of the soul. Mrs.
Wood, as was her custom retired early,
and then William thought 1t would be
very pleasant to promenade up and down
the piazza in the moonlight with Jose
phine on his arm. Such proceeding
was not particularly disagreeable to the
young lady, so they went out and there,
where everything was calm and still and
beautiful, while the low wind breathed Il
mong the trees and lightly touched their
young brows. William poured forth his
tale of love, and Josephine listened trcm
bling,v, with deep and solemn feelings
crowding upon her heart and m'ngl'ng
with its hope and joy.-When they parted
for the night, both Of them were happy,
and free happiness fills our hearts with
love and genteness towards every living
soul Even to those who have injured IA
we would gladly impart draught OF our
deep joy. Josephine with noIselcs, step,
hurried up stairs and entered the boudoIf
to pass to her own chamber but the
door of Fanny's room was partly open.
and it arrested her. She softly approach
I'd, and then paused with. "A sudden thrill
when she saw the light falling upon the
kneeling form Of her Cousin. The low
words of prayer trembled on her lips, JOS
ephine bent her head involuntarilv I"
catch their import oh, Father OF Hca-
ven, strengthen my failing courage ; help
me to 90 to her as ought. Soften her
heart towards me and oh, may it be thy
holy will to restore my friend She stop
ped, and bent her face, which Ind been
appraised in the fervency of her devotion.
A low, tremulous sob broke from her lips,
and as it reached Josephine, pang Of
keen remorse shot across her bosom, tears
started to her eyes.and sweet remembran-
ces of their childish days came cTowding