The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1847-01-09
Miscellaneous.
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"With cheerful heart, and purpose pure,
So-our onward way is sure ..
"Gently, gently, my dear Ellen" murmur-
cd n sweet, but very faint voice. "Let us sit
bcnenth this old oak, whose spreading boughs
offer us so good shelter from the approach
ing storm"
,yhe leaned helplossly on the arm of her sis
ter, for sisters the striking resemblance they
bore to each other proclaimed them to he. Ell
len turned from the pathway, for she saw that
Grace was really unable to reach their home
before the storm would burst over them
She placed her beneath the old tree, and in
spite ofthe feeble remonstrance of Grace,
took from hero shoulders the shawl which
protected her from the cool evening air, and
carefully wrapped it around the invalid. She
then placed herself on the side whence the
storm was approaching, ash to shelter the
frail and beloved being beside her.
"Oh. Ellen, we fingered too long on the
hill. was foolish, selfish, dear sister, and
you must suffer for it; yet-yen-and her
voice sounded low and broken-"yet he came
not"
He will come" said Ellen, soothingiy; yes
Grace, hope OH for my heart tells me he will
surely come ..
Y OIL lnnK So SiSIcTs anu u IulIlt lluSIl CuIlG
into the pale che Elk and the large eyes flash
cd with sudden brightness ooh, tell me that
again, Ellen, whisper hope to me, for my
heart has been closed TO its blessed influence
iormany weary days. Yet when you speak
your voice seems prophetic, and for mo
ment am happy. Yet, oh my sister, this
cruel sinking ofthe heart, this blank feeling
of desolation that follows n lnomentary CLEAN
ofhope you can know nothing of"
Il cannot chide you, Grace, when see the
fehrs ofsuflering on thy cheek; but why in
Gliige the morbid feelings ofyour heart to the
ifyiIry ofyour health7 1t is very wrong,
at may he wrong" said Grace, pas sionate-
iy, but rs il, not natural? Have not met with
a c.rnel Mfght? You have not thus suffered"
and She burst into tears.
Ellie quickly turned her face away, and
the exp ession SfcXquisite pain which pass
ed over it was unobserved by her companion.
At that mo. nent the storm burst over them,
vivid flashes oflightning, followed by peals
ofthunder ant'a torrent ofrain. Grace wept
silently. while her sister made every effort to |
shelter her from The inclemency ofthe wealth
cr.
Both were wet through before their faith
er's humble carriage arrived, driHeubythe odd
gentleman himself, in search of them. The |
sisters were soon beneath the shelter of their
, comfortable home. Grace was placed in bed,
with warm draught TO neutra'ize the effects |
her cold bath, while Ellen changed her
1renched garments, and FASTENED below to
preside at the tea table, where her tathera-
waited her .,..........
Ellen and Grace Clifford were the twin
daughters ola very learned, but not very
wealthy man. A small Independence had en-
abled DR.. Clifford to follow the bent of his
own mind, and devote the greater portion of
his life to the books whose lore he SO dearly
loved. Early in life he had made an I'M
worldly match which rendered him one of
the happiest ofmen. His wife died in the fifth
year of their marriage, leaving two infant
daughters to his care. ..
The children grew in stature and beauty,
and soon became the joy and pride of his
heart. So alike in person, that strangers new
or could distinguish between them, the twins
were utterly unlike in dispositions. Ellen
of an active and energetic temperament, ever
ready to serve those she loved, or to extend
her good Offices to ANY who needed them
Her father called her his little useful his
busy hee' while Grace was the idler and the
dreamer" Accustomed from childhood to
be waited on by her more industrious sister,
she in time came to deserve the epithets her
father had playfully bestowed on her in child
hood. -. - 1880. s ...... .....
a mere dreamer,and very romantic one,
became the little country girl. Inheriting
her fathers passion for reading, a well-stored
library, containing many works of fancy, af-
torded ample qualification to her peculiar
tnstes. Cherubina Wilkins had never luxuri- {
ateo over more pages of romance than had
the fair rustic, and secluded from the society
whlch might have corrected theWisions oflife
herardent fancy cherished, she became in her
own imagination a heroine, and awaited with
IhPahence forthe hour which would intro
duG ,, TO her the hero of her future life.
-. The resemblance between the sisters, so
H'r rs features were concerned,still continued
US they grew up,rhe same graceful and plant
forms, the dark lustrous eyes, the length of II
sKen hair, and the brilliant fairness of com
piexon, were all the same but at eighteen D
the expression off the two was so different,
.hat few We're unable todistinguish the busy \
zee from the dreamer A child once mark
Gu me difference by saying-Mss Ellen looks
sood, Miss grace pretty. "-' nr.
There was an air of active cheerfulness a.
uout Ellen, n tone ofinward happiness in her
voice. that often came to her fathers heart
tlkea sudden burst of sunshine, especially
whenshe met him with her glad welcome,
when returning home from some tiresome n
professional tour, and FASTENED with affection
ate zeal to perform for him such services as
are most acceptable to a weary man. Grace
would lean on his shoulder and ask the par
,lcuars ofhis visit, would caress him SO fond
~, and say so many pleasant things in her
winning manner, that he would smile bright
" and thinkin his heart -T. riairO
She loves me as well as Ellen, God bless
ner! but they are so unlike in character, my
urean er can never hecone an active and Ii