Eastern times. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1846-1857, 1850-05-09

rubbed the cold hands with his trembling
fingers, while Ether kissed the lovely brow,
and put back the wet hair, calling on her to
awake. At last faint color came to the
lips,the long lashes trembled upon the cheek
and then the brown eyes looked up with
bewildered gaze; but when they fell upon
the eloquent pale face Of the stranger youth,
she sprang to her feet, while a crimson glow
flushed the cheek and brow, and cry of
fear trelnbled on her tongue. Il was only
momentary for when she turned heIeswest
eyes to the beautiful face Of Ether ppnham,
a smile of satisfaction and loveliness broke
over her features, and she knelt down by
her side, clasped her hands in both hers, and
gazed fondly into her fair face. > n7FeiG
WAS it you who took me from those dark
waters p she said, Was il you who saved
the Young Fawn to her mothers arms /?
Not me, dear one-but he-my BROTHER
replied the smiling grill. we were passing
this way and saw your danger. 1t was Os-
car who brought you TO my arms
Then he has my gratitude, and know
my dear mother would bless him, for am
her all. And she extended her hand timid-
ly to the admiring youth, blushing and hang
ing her head in embarrassment. 1t was
quickly Withdrawn not however till he had
raised it to his lips, and reverently kissed the
trembling prisoner. 4 know was careless,
she continued, turning to Ether, but want
ed the grapes SO much, and besides have
often gathered them in the same way before
without injury or accident But shall be
more wise in future. for my sweet mothers
sake as we'll as my own
sAnd where do you live !? asked her lis
tener, looking about her, 'for see no signs
of cultivation, no house any where in this re-
gion.' s,
'Oh, no, you cannot see il here replied
the smiling girl, I'VE live in the dim, deep
forest, yon6er over the stream, and our cot
tage is just behind that ledge of rocks
Mother and dwell in those woods alone
but we are very happy-at least I am, only
sometimes when hear my mother sigh, or
see tear in her eye. She is very good, and
oh, love her very much. / wish you could
see her, you would love her too.'
And is your father dead ? inquired Ether,
gazing delightedly over her animated face
and still holding the little hand which had
been given her. 'Oh, yes-my father was a
great chief-a mighty king of powerful
tribe; but he was long ago slain in battle,
and since then my mother and | have lived
alone, though she often sighs for the dear
friends of her childhood, who she says are
far away, or perhaps dwell in the Spirit
land? T? A look of sadness crossed the elo-
queEt young face, and she brushed tear
from her cheek but it was quickly fol-
lowed by a smile as she added My father
used to call me the Young Fawn, but mother
prefers the name Of Nora, because she says
it has been in her heart from childhood,
though she cannot remember whence il
came
NORA whispered Ether 10 her brother,
our mothers name
If il were not asking too much of you,'
continued the Young Fawn, 4 would take
you to our humble home and show you this
sweet mother of mine. She is fair as you,
for take not this dark brow and these jery
tresses from her.
'We will go, said Oscar, quickly il will
not take long, and we can tie our horses 10
one of the trees. The sun is high in the
heavens; and if we should be out after night
fall, we shall have the full moon to light us
on our way
The horses were accordingly fastened TO
tree near by, and left to nibbe the fresh
grass, while The dark maiden and her com
panions, proceeded 10 the little skiff which
was moored beneath the bank ,and were soon
floating over the smooth surface of the
stream. They landed just where huge,
dark rock threw its shadow over the rich vel
vety turf, which stretched back from the riv-
er's brink, and stepping forth from the fairy
barque, the graceful girl bounded around the
projecting cliff followed by the young slran-
gers. The scene was lovely,ns they emerged
from the heavy shade and looked around
Giant trees that had for centuries pointed
with their intertwining boughs to Heaven,
threw their clustering foliage protectingly
over the waving grass and nesting flower
cts and strange beautiful birds with golden
wing and lute-like voices, were every where
looking out from the thick leaves, while
away through the brown trunks, its humble
roof bending beneath the weight of clam
bering woodbine, peeped forth the solitary
cabin of the Young Fawn. A winding foot.
path with its soft carpet of green led to the
door, and down in a little shady glen near
by came sparkling and dirnpling, the pure
limpid waters of tiny rivulet, creeping like
a beam of silver light through the fragrant
blossoms which covered its mossy banks.
Dear mother!' cried the wild, sweet maid
en-, as she bounded through the open door
and threw her arms about the bending neck
of pale, interesting looking woman, who
had arisen from her seat at The first sound ol
her football, dear mother, I am here, though
sadly wet, and here are some friends who
saved me from drowning; for carelessly
climbed on the trees for bunch of grape,
and fell into the dark waters. This youns
gentleman generously brought me 10 shore
and his sweet sister kissed me back to life
for believe ] was insensible till her sof
breath passed over my cheek, and though
her gentle voice. as she called on me L
awake, was the whisper of the kind angel.
whom you say watch over u.s.
And she drew the smiling Ether towart
her trembling mother, looking from the pale
anxious face Of the one into the tender eye.
of the other till her heart gushed out in love
and gratitude, and she laughed that soft. mu
sical laugh again till the shade passed from
the white brow of her parent and her usual
calmness returned. She bowed gracefully
TO the manly youth and returned his friendly
grasp, and passing her arm kindly about the
waist of Ether, drew her 10 her bosom and
looked with a sad earnest look into her fail
face, put back the brown hair from her cheeks
and kissed the pure forehead. Her voice
trembled slightly as she spoke, but it was low
and musical.
you are welcome, sweet girl, to our hum.
BILE home, and feel that never can repay
you aud your noble brother for the kindness
you have shown US. Ifthe gratitude of full
heart affords you any compensation, it is
yours. Nora is all / have to love, and il she
were 10 leave me, life would be cherries in
aeec. Tears sparklsd in her sad blue eyes.
ch;,a c'a sae me looked ienderIy upon the beautiful
cn,'a wno approached them from the little
u:u.ou.. where she had exchanged her drip
pug sd.'neos ior dry oues in q twinkIing.-
a SOFT blush stole over her face. wbeneve