Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1849-1856, 1850-05-09

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sweet name, l shall always love it,"
Alas Sybil Conyers.
For more than three years Kate El-
lis and Sybil Conyers were inmates of
the Oakland School-a large seminary
in one of the loycliest villages of Wes-
tern New York. For more than three
years the shadows of the night fell up
on two young heads pilowed upon one
couch.
Never was there more devoted aflec-
tlon between two school-mates, than for
that space existed between Sybil Con-
yers and her friend, Kate Ellis. But
towards the close Of the last term a
change came over Sybil, and they who
were once inseparabIe were now rare
ly seen together in their leisure hours
But even in her grief, Kate found one
consolation f; for if Sybl Stunned her
society, she had taken no friend to her
| bosom.
No longer was Sybil Conyers the joy
Gus, warm-hearted girl, who had glad
dened all with her gaiety; but silently
she would now steal away from her COM
panions, and sit hour after hour by her
SELF brooding over some inward grief.
The annual examin ltion was fast APP
preaching, and Sybil and Kate Ellis
were the rival candidates for the high
est prize in composition.
There were few, land but few, for
Sybil was universally beloved. } that at
trbuted the girls change OF manner to-
wards X ate to the above-named cause.
But those who knew her well believed
it not although she seemed now burn
ing with the desire TO conquer. Hour
after hour would she sit with her head
bowed low above her books, and Kate
would mark her pale cheek burn and
glow and hours would pass ere she turn
ed a leaf; all her wonted quickness ap-
peared to have taken wing. As the
long looked for day drew near, her
cheek grew ever thinner, although it
( burnt with fcverish glow, and the step
! which bore her to and from the recita-
ton room grew ever more slow and wa
vering. A strange dark cloud appear
ed to be gathering over ler, and each
succe 'slve day found her more silent
and sad than the previous one.
But three days intervened between
them and the examination when one
night, long after the bell had rang,
announcing The hour of retirement, as
Kate lay silently thinking of the change
i'll her friend, Sybil arose, and noiseles-
sly lighted a lamp folding her dres-
sing-gown about her, sic opened her
desk. Once Kate had spoken, and
begged her to lay her weary head upon
her pillow, for wea y indeed she look
ed as she set there with the light fall
ing full upon her For moment she
would pause, as gathering her thoughts,
then, with a slow, hesitaling move
ment Of her pen, she would write,
folding each line beneath the other,
and all the while bending low above
the paper, drawing the lamp even clos
or, until il, rays fell broad and full up
on her desk.
For long time she Sat thus, max
ing little or no progress, when, at
slight movement of the one she deem
ed asleep, the lamp was instantly ex-
tinguished, and Sybl stole softly back
to her pillow.
\ The second night came, and once
more she arose and bent above her
desk, and still KITE had not the cour-
age TO disturb her. But when the third
and last night at Oakland had come,
as Sybil stood before the Q glass, uck-
ing her curls beneath a tiny cap of
muslin, with dropping eye-lids, never
looking up n herself, as it is a girls
wont to do, with a mirror before her,
Kate spoke, and her voice was tremu-
lous with emotion
"Sybil tits our last night at Oakland"
All, | had no, thought of it," she
answered abstractedly.
Not thought Of it, Sybil y burst
Indignantly from Kates lip. "I' this,
then. tn, end of all our love- Take
the prize, Sybil Conyers not for the
whole worlds applause would ! change
thus" For a moment the girl stood
breathless. while alternately deadly
p,llor, and crimson flush. swept over
her face. When Kate ceased, size
! pressed her hands heavily upon her