Herald of the times, and Rhode Islander. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1846-1849, 1847-05-13


hours have you beon wandering sbsat In the
bitter cold, with only this bit OF covering !;
and as he spoke, he undid the fastening OF
her cloak and hood, which fell TO the floor
The face and figure thus disclosed was ol
almost elherial beauty, her hair which curled
in ringlets, was Of a rich auburn hue. and
wind had blown il about her face her eyes
were of deep blue. and her skin like Parlan
marble save that on either cheek there
burned bright red spot and as she smiled
upon her husband a dimple, which famine
bad not quite destroyed, played about her
mouth.
No Frederick, It's ! should chide. Did
you not promise to lie still ill came back?-
and here you are, up and dressed. Believe
me, love, you are not equal TO this exertion,
added she gazing wistfuly into his sunken
eyes.
Fonny Wilson, in the meantime, had stood
unobserved and apparently forgotten. by the
door.-Tears gathered thick and fast in her
eyes, and fell unheeded She had seen
misery before, but never in such q shape
and in her inmost heart she whispered, 'Oh,
poverty, upon whom has, thou fallen y AT
that moment the wife turned towards her,
leading her up to her husband said,
But for the kindness of this sweet young
lady, Mary Grnme might have come PENN
less to her home
lie warmly thanked her, while sad and
wondering, Fanny Wilson turned her steps
homeward, after giving promise To come
next day. AS she entered her fathers house
the hall clock struck seven.
And you who needed not the pleadings
Of misery-who turned a deaf ear to the
prayer o: perisbing want-go 10 your luxn-
rious homes Hug closer the phantom
Wealih-and inven, new schemes of enjoy
ment. Poor fools you have yet to learn
the only true happiness wealth can bestow.-
You have yet 10 learn how much sweeter it
is to give than to receive, and to discover,
that light upon your hearth stone, a rose
upon your pillow, Is the blessing Of the poor
and needy. Let my position be poverty, my
cup be Of sorrow, but never, oh Father of
Heaven give me riches and stony heart.
CHAPTER II.
Really, Mr.. Wilson, if Fanny was Q
daughter of mine, ! should begin to look
q little after her proceedings. 1t is now
better than month since have observed a
very great change in her. Instead Of
coming from school at the regular hour, she
barely manages to ge, in before you come
home to your supper. Now | should put a
stop to this night-waking depend upon it,
when children turn out bad, the parents are
always blamed-bu,, thank fortune she 10
not my child
Bad whoever said our Fanny would turn
out bad sweettempered, obedient, merry
hearted child
Merry, indeed why, tell you, Mr.. vii.
son, she has grown morose positively morose,
and all within month or so. asked her
the other day to go shopping with me- and
she refused because she had an engagement,
u chit chat like her have an engagement
Indeed "
She nigh, have an appointment with
some Of her schoo! friends, you know, my
.deur | do not see anything so very improp
er in that
'Well, see something very improper and
very mysterious in her behavior, for ! often
surprise her in tears, Mr. Wilson, in tears.
What can child like her have to cry abou,
And besides, although you supply her so lib
orally with money, her dress is positively
shabby
why, what do you suppose she does with
her money!
That is the question. Ivcnturcd to take
the very great liberty Of asking her why she
did not buy a scarf, and she replied pertly.
that she could make better use Of her money
Depend upon 1t, Mr. Wilson, you had
better look after that child
Il will-my poor Fanny, fear you have
been neglected too long
The lady pursed up her mouth and pro
cccdcd with her knitting while Mr. Wilson
eadeayorcd to forget his wfe's unhappy tenn
per in the columns OF q newspaper. During
the discussion, the object Of II was alone in
her chamber. whittier she had stolen, as was
her nightly practice, to think over the affairs
of her new made friends add invent mesns
Of making them more comfortable. Fanny
Wilson was chsnged-a months companion
ship with sorrow aud slckness-tbe responsi
bilIty she had taken upon herself in the sup
port of this interesting family had turned her
from ,houghiess child into noble minded
generous woman. Ilcr studies were hurried
over with fcverish haste, and every shilling oi
her fathers liberal allowance boarded with Q
m,ser's care, that she might, ct the first op
poriunny, convey II TO the Grs.nes Almost