Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1847-07-29

lost. longbeloved one wept joyful tears upon his
breast.
Aud do you indeed remember me still, Philip ?
asked Stella with doubtful look in her eyes
'IIavc all these years brough, no changer
1T is you who are changed, my beloved, Philip
answered, gazing earnestly at her.
An expression Of rapturous JOY irradiated Siel-
las face
Yes am no, now as when you knew mel
an, no longer blind.'
They sat together hand in hand aud talked of
all that had happened since they parted. Stella
told her lover how, after their forceds separation
months had glded into years aud stall she heard no
tidngs Of him how she and her father at last
turned to England, where the skill Of an eminent
oculist restored TO her the light Of day and all the
delights OF world SO long shut out from her.-
Thus her gTlhood stole into womanhood, and she
entered into society, still keeping faithful TO the
memory Of her early dream, dim and hopeless as
it had now become. Then Stella spoke of her
father. Of his increased kindness which had con
tinued until his death. Her high spirited brother
had gene to India, and she was now all alone, save
for the sister Of her mother-the gentle hearted
Mrs Lyle. All this Philip learned in return for hi,
own tale of faithful love. But Stella, with wo.
mans reserve, did not tell him how entirely the
thought Of him engrossed her own soul that by
night and by day his name was in her heart his
voice in her ear that she existed but in that one
which she knew not if he ever once remembered
her. She did not tell him how, when his fame in.
creased it reached even TO her, and her womans
heart swclled with pride at hating loved and been
loved by one so worthy hos she lived for days on
the delight Of having read his name, or heard him
spoken Of by strangers with words Of praise /; how
she hung over his writings, and traced there the
ripe harvest Of mind which she had known in
its early luxuriunce; and how at times came the
wild yearning TO see him more, and TO know
II in the memory Of the honored man of genius lin
gered one thought Of the blind girl he had once
loved, aud who returned that love with such pas
sionate devotion, though it buried in the depths
Of her Utmost heart.
This sweet communion was broken BY the en-
trance OF Mrs Lyle; but all was SION revealed TO
her and she rejoced with almost mothers Joy over
the happiness of the two whom she loved so well.
Once more Philip and Stella renewed their early
vows; there no impeachment to their union
save in that lingering pride which made the lover
shrink from receiving from his wife those worldly
riches with which il would have been his delight TO
load her. But the young barrister was still poor,
and Stella was an heiress.
When Philip spoke Of this she answered with
theloying dignity OF woman, who, with her heart,
gives her ALL
do you remember Philip, years ago, when was
wild, foolish girl, besought yon to take me as
your wife, and you nobly refused to bring sorrow
upon me in return for my lovel | am now w2-
man. wiser, trust, aud more worthy OF you though
still most humble compared to Philip Armytage.-
But such as am, take me, and all that is mine ;
count il as nothing when think Of the bliss Of be-
ing beloved by one like you
And now the betrothed lovers entered on that
sweet time when the doubt aud fear of love is over
and the two heart-united stood on the ihresh
old of welded life and looked forward to the future
endless vista Of pleasant paths TO be trodden
var he
ings when Philip left weary, dull dusty London be-
hind him, and came TO Mrs Lyles cottage at
Hampstead, that prettiest Of pretty spots, which,
but for its metropolitan prestige, would be thought
avery Arcadia 1t was very pleasant 10 Philip
and Stella to stroll along the green lanes between
Hampstead aud Highgate and talk of their old IA
vorltes who had loved these very spols-lhe young
preaner, Keats, and Coleridge, The philosopherpo.
ct, and Stella, the genle-hearled whose life was
long sunbeam OF love and poetry. And when they
came home, there Mrs Lyle, ever ready to vel
come them with her quiet smile and then there was
some book to be read over which the goodnatured,
but less etherally inclined friend dozed in sweet
oblivion or else Stella sang TO her lover the dear
old songs. Of which she had not forgotten one
not even the one which he had first listened 10 in
the gay sOiree, when sang by the blind English
maiden.
Day alier day Siella's character unfoded itself
more TO her beirothed-not as the sweet innocent
girl whose helplessness had enlwned her round the
heart OF the strong man. IN spite of her iali-iOrmed
mind SO inferior 10 his own, with tie in which
compassion had awakened love but as the matured
high soued woman, whose ripened, cultivated pow.
ers made her a help meet for the man of intellect.
Philip Armyiage did not know how much of this
was owing TO himself A woman's character in al.
ter-liie often, may almost always, takes its nature
IRON that oiheg FIRST love-not her first crude girl.
ISL fancy, but the who first uncealed the foun.
tain Of woman's feelings She becomes like him
she loves; her thoughts aud predictions take
their hue from hiss if she weds him, their union is
thus made sweeter by sympathy if not however
her lot may be cast. she never entirely ceases TO be
influenced by those feelings which he first created
and guided. Thus had Stella loved one Of inferior
mind, she would never have become what she was
now, her nature would have sank TO his and many
OF lis hidden treasures would have lain dormant for
ever.
But though hardly trace remained of the unde.
veloped character of the blind girl Stella still pre-.
served the pure simplicity and neekness which dis.
tlngushed her then. She was still as humble
minded, as devoted 10 him she loved, hardly besow-
ing thought on her surprising beauty and her
many attractions except SO far as they made her
more precious 10 him and more worthy TO be his
wife. And such was the bride whom, ere the leaves
ofautumn had fallen to EARTH Philip Armytage took
TO his home and to his heart a treasurelong wooed
long sighed-lor, at last won
ANEcpoTE or MIsrR--A recen, Paris paper
gives The will Of the wealthy II. dAligre, recently
deceased, who cut off his only daughter with the
smallest sum the law. permiited-she will onlv have