The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1849-06-09

gracefully 10 his feet, and stood Iuli 10
the pathway before Hamilton. The
latter reined up his horse. partly from
curiosity and partly, indeed, because
as the road was very narrow at that
particular point, he could not well DO
otherwise without jostling the harmless
Indian, OF, whose eccentricities many
amusing anecdotes were rile in the
neiphborhood. Hamilton thought, for
hitherto he had not had so favorable an
opportunity Of scanning the person and
countenance OF the Mute, that there
was something graceful and command
ing about him in spite Of the fantastic
drapeiy. wherein he was atiired,--
something noble in tho carriage Of the
head, The structure Of the features,--a
generous FIRE in those large, dark eyes,
which turned upon his own with SO
searching an, interest, (for what is re.
markable, Kawanda did not squint as
ia the morning,) and said aloud, and as
if to himself, s'poorfellow! he, too, may
have had trouble in his time, but lie
could plead no claim TO the sympathy
of his fellows, for he wanted q tongue
To- voice his sorrows. With heart,
too, that might be warm in friendship
and grateful for kindness, he is lone
and neglected, and he roams among n
people who had rather hurt than help
him. Doubtless, too, he seeks from
me the assistance he is unable to osk
for,',' and he flung u handful Of silver al
the ,eet Of ihe Indian. The latter did
not even for an instant, notlce this act
of Hamilton, but continued Tor several
seconds after to gaze on the fine coun-
enauce and person ofshis benefactor;
then retrea,ing single step out of the
horses path, he bowed, ard with a
wave of the hand asscommanding as
an emperor's, signaled the horseman on
his way.
Hamilton smiled good humoredly and
passed on. kawanda continued re-
garding him as long as he was within
sight, when crossing the fence for the
bow and culver which he had thrown
there half an hour before, he picked
them up; then turning down the road
as far as the gate, he took up The arrow
to which the letter had been affixed,
and replacing il in the culver, plunged
into The depths Of the forest. NM,
But turn we for a moment to- GrvrH-
dale. The shrek which proceeded
from the chamber Of Ella, when that
young lady overheard the angry voices
of her fatherund Hamilton Forbes, and
saw them, as she fancied, proceeding
to hostile collision, attracted 10 her a
partmen, her waiting maid, and shortly
after Mrs. Talbot, her eyes still mois' !.
ened with the tears of whi"h me iatest
romance had been h~snlIng her.
s.wh., rs my lovef' pathetically
.."l1Ired the mother. 9"You seem Ian
guild and Interestingly pale, as Abellina
is deserted in this charming book | am
reading, when, from the castle tower.
she beheId her beloved Theodore ad-
vance 10 encounter the raging wild
boar" 3 pf nEsG5 osIee
81 declare, mum. she's nearly dead,"
said the maid, for she found Ella in a
swoon upon entering her chamber.
"Dead!' echoed the matron, recalled
by the word from the distresses Of ID.
elIina to those Of her daughter, whose
distress, by the by, was analogous il
Its cause 10 Abe!ina's, with the excep
ton, that the raging animal who mena.
ced destruction 10 EIa'slover, happen.
ed TO be the 70 mance-loving lady's own
husband. ELLA, child, what is the
cause Of thisi Look up, love, and tell
me" and she sat down by the sofa on
which her daughter reclined. sa,aI
Ella, who had now partially recover
ed, opened her eyes, which wandered
for moment vacantly round the apart.
ment; presently, however, she closed
them again, and pressing her hand to
her forehead, seemed TO be collectingl
her wandering faculties. After a few
seconds she felt enabled to sit upright,
when, gazing wildly from her mother to
her maid: '.Where is paLwhere is
Mr.. Forbes!" she exclaimed almost
|ran,ically, then barying her face in her
mo'her's moi lap, gave way 70 q food of
t'xtVhat 4. ~ r,aon;nn of ,h;se wv