Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1853-12-08
X At H HA MIL L ON:
OR THE FLlRT'S REWARD.

ION Nate! said merry voice, Papa
has just received letter from cousin
Charles, announcing the pleasing fac:
tha, he will be here In a week. TO spend
all the bright summer with us. Don't
you rejoice with US. for he used TO be a
fayorite with you well myself. in
our childhood days. Years have elapsed
since then. and perhaps be is as much
changed in heart as he must be in person.
don't anticipate that. however. but
think of him as the cousin Charles of 9th
er days. And he will be such pleasant
addition TO our little home circle.
The lady addressed raised her head end
looked smlingly at the lovely speaker.
ami when she had finished re emdrked guily:
Now, that you have ended your tissue
of golden memories. will tell you that
| am glad that h Is coming. 1t will ell
evate. IN some degree. this dull monoio-
ny; for there is some danger of these old
woods, with their ceaseless waiing, Civ
ing one the horrors before the end Of this
long wearisome summer.'
"Oh Kate! do not call il waling--it
is ii. apply to those najss
tic old trees. call it the gentle sighing
of the bfeeza as it kisses the rowing
branches of the proud forest monarch.
can indulge in such pleasant reveries, nm
in,errupted-can recall SO viviily the
happy days of our childhood. when we
..sed 10 wander so fsarlessly through in
H.rate paths. You loved il then. ss wei
a /, myself-how is it that YOU do not love
it now." she continued sadly. Our be-
loved parents are with us-it is our heme
our childhood's home. so fraughi with
pleasant memories. We are surrounded
by rything that can constitute happi-
ness. How Gun YOU weary of il. InGU-
er could"
Il love my parents as we'll as you do.
Amy, but must con ess, my little coun-
try sister. that a bail ROOM theatre, and
other city scenes are more in accordance
with my taste. than roaming like love
sick damsel among these old woods Did
| indulge III day dreams as you do, be-
lieve | would die of cnnui II seems to
me there must be some convent
buried some where = pths; and
wha: you cal ling of the
breeze. N lting their
sesPer +. '.-l-. -. ..ae no pleasure
IN captivity. or its consequences, avoid
ii as much possible while YOU. with
your gentler nature, love such scenes. in
the romantic hope Of ailording relief. So
am afraid" she said tapping her sis
ter's cheek lightly, "that we compel.
led 10 tread different paths | am sorry
our tastes are not more congenial. but as
nature has endowed us with different at
tributes. We must cen submit 10 our fate
But when did you say that Charles Cleve
land would be here' He gave promise of
much beauty and intellect in boyhood
If nature has fulfilled that promise, he
must be very handsome" ;" she said thought
fully. as il speaking more to herself than
to her sister.
Amy looked at her earnestly for few
minutes, and then she stole her arm qu-
etly around her neck. as if to rouse her
from the thoughts that she read too we'll
Let me paint them as they stood thus on
that bright summer evening. ere sorrow
had come. with crushing weight, to dim
the glorious beauty of one, and the soft
ETHEREAL loveliness OF the other. The sis
ters were alike in nature; but Amy's slight
form seemed very girlish beside Kate's
beautifully developed figure. They were
very similar too, in features. but very dis
similar 10 expression. Kate's clear. bru-
nette complexion. and magnificent raven
tresses, formed beautiful contrast TO
Amy's fair skin and dark brown ringets.
that had that peculiar wave which caught
the light in ripples. Amy's large. brown
eyes were soft and gentle as the whole
expression of her face: while from Kate's
brilliant black orbs dashed the proud
consciousness of her surprising beauty.
Kate and Amy Hamilton were the only
children of ofwealthy and indulgen: parents.
Kate was twenty and her sister was two