The Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa) 1841-185?, 1848-05-04

apartment. The young girl brushed avn,
her toars and glanced at her canary, Ms she
rose to open the chamber door. A tall
young man, Of Zine noble counter snce, and
gentlemonly dcmesnor, bowed as she ap
peared at the door, and inquired if the
beautiful little singing bird which he had
seen at her window, could be purchased
from tho owner.
oh no, no! said Helen, quickly, and
tho tears gushed from her eyes-.l will no,
part with il, for it 10 oil huve left to love.
She stopped suddenly and covered her
fsco with her hnnds, Cor tho strangers look
Of surprise recalled her to herself; hut as
he turned TO descend the stairs, low moan
from Mrs. Wilson, whose heavy sleep Ind
been disturbed, Mt broken by the slgh'
noise ut the door, fell sadly on her car, and
she stepped quickly after the young man.
Stay, SIR she said, in tremuIous voice
please stay, you con have the bird il you
wish for it,
oh, no., said the gcntlemnn--'it is 60 We.
~ dear to you, would not willingly dc.
prive you Of it,
But you shall take il il you will, sir,
said Helen, and you will confer grcs,
favor on me, by doing SO; for | shall carry
it into the street Tomorrow il you do no,
take il tonight
The gentleman returned to the door, and
Helen stepped bnck into the room; eau.
tiousIy however, lest Mrs. Wilson should
awake and dissuado her from dung wha,
she considered her duty to do. The bird
was still singing joyonsly among the branch.
CT Of the rose tree, hut nj its mistress call,
il entered ito cage and began to hop gaily
about, picking up the seeds which she
threw il. The little creature never seem
cd % beautiful and happy before, Helen
thought but she dared not stop to gnzc At j,
for a moment. least her resolution should
fail, and closing her cnge quickly, she car.
ricd il TO the gentleman.
will you not take the rose tree too she
asked; properly pruned il will he covered
with blossoms through the whole year, and
the bird has always lived among the roses
he would miss them very much indeed could
no not see them, and perhaps would no,
sing AZ chcerfully q no now does
The gentleman admired the plant, bu,
feared that she might not like 10 part with
il; but Helen thought tho sight Of il would
make her feel more the lose Of her bird, and
she insisted that the rose tree and tho ca
nary, should 60 together.
Il was not until some time after the gen
tleman had left the house that Helen knew
what no had paid her Cor her bird and plan,
She had stepped 10 the window to have one
moro look at them otter he had gone, and
when, ne no entered the handsome carriage,
which was waiting Tor linn ut the door, the
little cannry poured forth one Of his sweet
est strains, aud then was lost 10 her view
she sank down in chair aud sobbed SO loud
that Mrs. Wilson invoke.
MY dear child said the sick woman, Al
she raised her head slowly from her couch
--swhy these tcnrs9 Have you any new
cause for griefs'
oh, no; but Ihsvc for joyn said Helen
approaching the bed and displaying wha,
she held in her hand TO the astonished gaze
Of the woman. See, oh see! three golt
engles! sold my bird end plant well
did not, dear Margary? And now. only
think, you can have . physician, he quite
we'll, and shall be very happy again.
Mrs. Wilson sank hack in her couch, hel
emotions would not allow her 10 speak, and
Helen fsaring she would disapprovc 81
what she had done, or cndeavor 10 persuade
her not TO 90 for physician, immediately
left the room.
During the few succeeding daye, Dr.. A
called several times on the sick woman
and at length informed her that she soor
might rise from her bed, but that her com
plete restoration to health must be the worl
Of many months, and strictly charged he
that she should engage in no employment
however light il might be.
So attentive had Helen been 10 Mrs
Wilson, and 20 cheered was she by the en-
enlargement which the doctor gave her
that the loss OF her bird and rose tree troub
led her little; though many times in the day
she caught herself listening for merry
song, and turned about 10 catch look .,
the sweet flowers. But when the sick wo
man required less ri her care, her slought'
were continually rcverting 70 The loved oh
jects which had seemed the only links I,
bind her to anything beautiful and good.
4 am now only the child Of suffering ant
poverty Helen would think-sand since
all 10 gone which bound mo 10 . happier
life, mus, dream no more Of sweetness and
beauty, but wake to toll for food and cloth
ing. Oh, how drcary lie will be to the
Toll care not for; but nothing 10 hope fol
and nothing 10 love-how dreadful will j,
be!'
One morning, while Helen was indulg.
ing 10 her melancholy thoughts, with heI
eyes fixed on the now vacant window
where sho had been accustomed each morn
ing 10 hail newly opened flower, wrap