The examiner. [volume] (Louisville, Ky.) 1847-1849, 1849-01-13

parent, her duties TO her tribe, her needle.
work, which she piled dexterously. were
sill pursued as constantly as before; but
the Lappish song no longer kept time
with her employment; her gaiety was gone.
She no longer sat before her tent, surround
ed by the youth OF her tribe, listening TO
the music of her gentle voice, or delishting
in her tales Of tent-scenes and olden Lap
land times, and reindeer adventures. and
stories Of the Fiord demon and the Nipen
vengeance. The poor Laps shook their
heads, and marvelled what had fallen upon
"Una." Her whole character was changed.
One all.absorbing thought filled her mind.
Olaf, her sayiorl--should she ever meet
him again? What could she do to show
him the depth Of her gratitude for tina: kind
ness from the hands Of one OF his race?
Sill il never suggested itself to Una's sim
pie nature, that this feeling Of gratitude was
gradually extending Itself into a deeper
passion. For two whole years, while with
her tribe, she had gone north, and now
south again, back TO the old well-remem-
bered encampment, her thoughts had been
upon that man and that hour. AT her blind
mothers knee she had wrought those gloves
OF the loveliest skin she could procure, and
fastened with such needlework as never
Fin-grl had given to skin before, and made
to fit him-'Ohi she knew they would fit
him. Poor innocent!-and yet she knew
not it was love. And now upon the first
morning she had reached that Eiord, she
was down npon it, and there, upon the
well.remembered bank, she had placed her.
self, patiently to await the fishing hour that
would bring the object Of her mission upon
those waters. And who was the Norwe-
gian girl with whom she now conversed?
Margaret Franz was the pride Of the vii
lage by that Ford She was the daughter
OF the farmer or landowner, who held all
those lands stretching up from its bounda
ries to the mountain foot. Every one liked
Margaret Franz. She was so good, and
then there was Sc much Of that goodness
shining out Of her open features. And all
the young men liked her. she was so beau
tilul and so gay--so cheerful at their feasts
so free from guile; she sang so sweetly, she
danced so well, and she was so kind TO all
Alas, poor Finland Olaf loved her warm
y and wildly as ever man loved woman
and Olaf had won return love. And ere
the winter set in, Olaf and Margaret were
TO be wed together, and he was TO live with
her upon her fathers land, and everything
was settled and the day named; and Ola
had gone down 10 DrOntheim, TO lay in tht
necessary stores lor a wedding, and d win
ter home in Norway.
All this, with the open lrankness of he
nature and her nation, Margaret Franz told
TO the poor Fin. She told it, partly be
cause every one knew it, and partly becaus'
she thought that the grateful Eapland CIR
would be glad 10 hear that Olaf was abou
to be happy; she told it, because she Eel
proud TO have 8 listener who knew tina
Olaf was good, and Olaf was brave; sh,
told it, because her heart was full of 10Y
and she thought that every one must parti
cipate in that Joy; and sure the outcast Fin
who owed her life to him, must rejoice il
il too
Now, for the first time, hat poor Laplan,
sir felt the truth. She knew not all nov
she loved; but nOw!-she felt ii in the eny,
of Margaret which sprang up in her bosom
at that moment. She felt it in the hot tear
which rolled down her cheek, as she stoopet
to pluck the flowers that lay at her feet, {,
hide her bitter secret. She felt it in tn
heart-sinking which made her wish she wa
beneath those waters again, and no ola
near to rescue her. But to hear and SUITE
was The destiny Of her race, and she knew
it, and she must endure it. Still il came $,
suddenly upon her. though she knew SIN
burst never hope that Norway Olaf would
wed Lapland Una, she never thought of i
at all till now; and now it was all, all upoI
her; now she understood herself-she knew
it all. Slowly, as ~ tears dried of, sh,
raised her head, and looking into the sunni,
and happy face before her, said
And he cannot be back to-dayp
Mo- was Marsaret's reply; 'as he ha
not been here before this hour, he comes no
till tomorrow
Then you will give him. said the Fin
and her measured words were scarcely au
dible-you will give the present | hav,
made for him. and she placed the gloves il
Margaret's hands. Tell him, the LaplanC
girl he saved made them for him. Tel
him she never forgot to pray, an6 give cakei
to Nipen, 5 as Norway men do, that h,
might be good to Olaf. Tell him. saic
she, and her bosom swelled as she spoke
that if you do make him happy-and oh
you will-that it was Una's prayers to Nj
pen that got you for him. And the no
tears rolled down again. but she brushed
them aside, and rushing up the decliviiy
was speedily out Of sight.
Margaret looked after her-she was puz
zled what to think. She never dreamed o
an out;ast Fin loving Olaf. And then thes,
Fins we're so wild; they partook so mucI
Of the preternatural; their manners were 81
strange, that Margaret thought no more o
it, save thar she stored up the grateful crea
lures gloves in her own bosom for Olaf
and casting her light oars into the water
she was again afost on her business up tn
Fiord.
CHAPTER II.
At length Olaf has returned from Dron
theim. All his preparations have beer com