The Middlebury galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1848-1850, 1849-01-09
MISCELLANY.
From the Troy Trojan.
T. H E P O E NJ j..
BY F. AURELIAN GoODNo.

valises, umbrellas, &c. Carriages roll a
way INTO the country, bearing off merry
hearts. Soon the halls are deserted.
One carriage has just cleared the town
and is rapidly advancing amid fresh, rura
scenery. Two young men are seated within
they are cousins-Irving Stanley and Sine
on Royden. Stanley, the eldest, is about
twen,y-lwo-smnrt looking and cheerful
with "a. B." in his pocket. Royden is also
fine looking, with face slightly melancholy,
and, wthal, junior of good standing.
As they approached the cottage, they per
ceived some ripe pippins exhibiting them
selves under tree before the door. Sine
on aighted, and asked of the mat:on, who
came 10 the door, the privilege OF gathering
up few.
.'Cerlainly, certainly, and some 10 carry 20
your sweetheart, when you get where your
sweetheart ISL answered she, good humor-
edy; and gathering into her clean, white
apron. some of the largest, she kindly prof.
cred them. Politely thanking the amiable
giver, our cousins resumed their journey.
"Excellentr' exclaimed Irving. "But,
mind and not forget what the good old lady
told you. That poor seamsiress girl will
very readily accept of dozen of these, and
hail them as the choisest Of the season, So
when you return, do your bidding"
"Cousin Irving" answered Simeon, 'iit is
great pity you do not, or seem not, TO con-
slider how you intrude upon my feelings,
when you speak so tauniingly OF that girl
But il is ofno use TO attempt to make your
feelings and sympathies agree with mine.
have repeatedly acquainted you with her
condition in life: together with my feelings
and anxieties for her welfare; yet eternally
are you
"Now, Sim for heavens sake, don't give
me another 'seamstress'. oman lecturei AL
ways preaching your trash TO me because |
have been endeavoring, ever since you en-
tered College, 10 regulate your taste. and I'M
dermine those nonsensical castles which you
have suffered your mined 10 erect. | Just
now essayed 10 remind you of tie old lady's
orders because she would undoubtedly
consider it breach of faith, If you did moi
obey them. And what harm was there in
that? Surely, Mr.. Royden, you must hold
the grl in very high estimation. for you
seem e think the mere mention Of her maine
by me proianation"
mo, no, Irving You are wrong, again.
Speak Of her as pure-minded grl-with u
iull, true soul, True, she is withou, educa-
ton, but pature has iavished her choicest gifts
upon her. Isaid. she was mathematician
she has been schooled in adversely. Parent
less-relying upon nothing but the toll other
hands, and the consciousness OF her recti-
Jude. You have often wondered why en-
listed my affections for one in her circum-
stances aid have as often told YOU that il
was The singular piety and sensibilty which
characterized her actions thathad TO won nv
regard. And is il wonder, Cousin Irving,
that viewing one apparently so amiable, my
attention should be arrested2 Wealth and
education are not worth; but worth is worth,
wherever you find it,-Ah, what world this
would be, were all women as perfect as that
poor sewing girl Why it would be so holy
that heaven and earth would embrace each
otherp'
A large mastif, looking very much pleas
ed, at this moment confronted the horse,
and then attempted 10 leap into the car
riage.
"Hurra, old Bravol7 shouted Irving =
(which will you have, life or money gu
"Had we not better inquire after the felic-
ity ofhis household" said Simeon thus APP
pcaring interested in his concerns, ''perad-
venture he will show US mercy for once?"
They drove through beautiful lawn, and
alighied at the door of large farmhouse
their home. Here we leave them.
Let US return, with The speed of magma
lion, 10 Hamilton.
Behold form issues from yonder dwelling
then passes down The sireet-then emerg
from the vIlIage-then enters lonely place,
d burial ground With how slow and light
a sept passes on, as if afraid of crushing
some hayward child Of Flora. 1t stops a
moment before splendid monument, then
plucks flower and casts it upon AN infants
grave. 1t approaches another grave, upon
which are growing ffowers-a willow waves
at its foot But il hesitates, as if fearing 10
wake the housekeeping inmate of that earth
tomb. Now it steps softly TO its side, and
hangs wreath OF flowers upon the plain
marble; then looks around-oh 'ts-bend-
ing over a mothers grave! But see, she
kneels and now towards the skies she looks
A soft sweet murmur escapes from those lipsl
A mdiden's prayer ascends 10 God! Letus
away, away! Our presence but intrudes.
Let US enter yonder grove. There, now
sit down upon This green bank, here, while
relale 10 you few words concerning one
whom, perhaps, you will have TIE pleasure
OF beholding efe the sun withdraws part
ing beams from off the stateliest trees among
this grove. Listen.
Able Derwent, the sewing girl, as | have
before said, was an orphan. Her mother
died Two years prior 10 the commencement
of our story. After this sad event, Able was
compelled TO manage for herself. and set
Ting down in a small family, she soon be-
came known as The pretty seamstress.' Her
beauty was rare, aud none failed TO pay her
The tribute Of admiration. 1t was bending
over her mothers grave that Simeon Roy
den first saw her. Immediately was his love,
wonder and admiration excited. To seek
her out, and learn her history was small
difficulty. But severe struggle ensued.-
Hours were spent in endeavoring TO convince
her of his sincerity. She finally consented
TO place herself under his tuition, and com,
menced course Of study. Still her min a
seemed perplexed with doubt elbow can 1t
be that student: so handsome, so accom-
pIlshed. should condescend TO notice poor
girl like me ~ she would ask herself. u
would not believe him false. No, he cannot
mean me wrong; will believe and cohI ls
in him. Then doubt again assaIle' her