The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1852-04-28

Now, Peter, we are ready"
How proudly those beautiful bays stretch
ed their graceful necks, prcked up their
ears, and paved the c,isped snow, as they
shook into a merry jingle the circles cf sill
vcr-bcIls round their bodies, and depending
from their heads in graceful sweep be-
meath the mar.ingalcs, impaiiently waiting
we're god, and they proud to do his bid
ding.
a Il ready. Peter"
And off they started not suddenly or
with jerk. but pranoing and paving their
way, as if they too knew the freight of hsp~
py hearts they were drawing, and sympa-
Ihized in their eladness.
And who were the happy beings behind
our beautiful bays, TO whom the present was
like sunshine, the future without cloud p
, the present profound peace, the future with
out sigh ?-the present garden Of flow
er', the future an Immortality offresh green.
ness and fruit ?
Two were allianced hearts and aflianced
hands, ard two in few days wero TO stand
near them at the altar, when the vows which
had been for long years spoken in their
heart of hearts before God, were 10 bo sha>
ped ir'o words before man.
First, there was Edith, Of the quecnly
brow and dark earnest eye, with the ring
ing laugh, that came not often, but, when it
came from her heart, and found its echo
in your own, it rescmblcd the sprine>blos.
SONS Of the fruit trees, which Gil The eye with
a sense of beauty but they spring from the
roots which shoot down far into the earth.
So it rang gaily on the ear; but your rough,
cr nature was soltened under its sweet in
1uence, and you felt that its roots were in
her soul.
Then there were Sidnie&Jenny,th the chosen
friends for her bridal the first with calm
gentle, serious face when in repose, which
turned as il became lighted with a smile, IL
seemed like magic,) into as mischief-lovine
n countenance as the sun ever shone upon
the mischief that would not harm a worm,
but would leave her face 10 make room for
tears il it hurt The feelings of the meanest.
And Jenny, the fair young Jenny, with the
white brow aud curling light brown hair,
nd hot ,iuht a.
his studio 10 work-no need 10 dream Of i,
deals now-'hc thoughtful, impusive child
Of nature. weighed her words IN serious
moods, but when the gayer ones came round.
no lark's song more impulsive. The words
came first, and, as the afer-thought showed
the odd fances that her words might paint,
her blushes gave them color and relief. Oh,
she was more lovesble so Than thousands
who never say thing amiss, and measure
every word
And Selwyn sat there, in the prime of his
manhood, with The happy threei bis bark
had boen tempest-lossed enough and wealth
cred many gale OF passion and ambition,
but now the haven Of rest was in view, the
sails mostly furled. streamer flying, the mu-
sic (of his beating hearty sounding from the
quarter deck. With him all was peace calm
assurance oi his present and his future, the
will, tho strength to guide and protect the
dnrk-eyed being at his side, the heart over
flowed with affection, that loved as il never
had loved, as il never would again.
Our bays had left the town behind them,
and were on the broad, smooth, white ave-
nue.; their slender limbs moving quick and
regular as a clock, their silver bells echoing
so musically in the STILL cold air; their
heads nor so erect now, their ears laid back:
aud on they went, with the speed of light, as
if they had a human enthusiasm and were
earnest in their work. Aud dogs ran out
from the wsy-side cottages, barking jump
ing, and frolicking in the fresh, light snow
springing in and ont between the hoofs Of
the horses, as II they were beings Of air, and
could not be harmed, frisking about in the
snow.Aakes, throwing them up, and barking
again as they fell about their ears. The air
was still as the sleep of child, and exhila,
rating as the first glass of The foaming wine
The hoois trod on the crisp snow. and the
runners slid over il with crunehiIig sound.
All things were white, fences lay hid under
broad fields Of snow, on which The sun.lght
shone, reflected and sparkled, but il was like
the grace Of Heaven to some sinners heart
lit lay there unmelied and the same.
The trees had wells Of white snowflake
hanging about Them, as if they were array
ed for the bridal with lhe coming spring.
And the happy hearts in our flying sleigh,
what Of them ? Wit, humor, repar-
lee flew from lip 10 lip, and from ear to ear.
with all The sparkle Of the scene aboul them,
with all the rarnth ol the June sunshine,
and white, and brown, and gray warm furs