Grass Valley telegraph., 1853-10-20

CueIe were ~" more welcome than he at all
our gatherings. 1t was charitablv believed
that he had been actuated only by the vanity
peculiar to young men at certain per;ods of
their literary history, when, desiring to an
pear original. they succeeded only in being
singular, and advance opinions untenable
even to themselves. Such. however. was not
the fact. Irving had stated what at that time
were his real views. He had been triAed with
in feelings naturally warm and earnest by a
young lady OF tickle disposition and coquet-
tlsh temperament, in the early changing De-
rlod of his life, and his error lay in his always
generalizing from particular instances. And,
in Ike manner, the individual mysteries of
revelation had led to discard the whole svs-
tenn of religious truth as mere delusion.
and thrown him into blind scepticism.
In the month of April following, there
came an application to the Town Committee
OF ", from a stranger at a distance.
for an engagement as teacher in the summer
school. The applicant represented herself as
young lady OF education and some experi
ence. Her recommendations were satisfac-
tory, and shortly afterwards she took her
place among the pupils. Little was seen or
known OF her at first. Whoever had wander
ed over the green late in the afternoon, when
the bostrous shouts of playful mirth pro-
CLAIMED that school hours were ended. would
nave seen the quiet young chool-nistTess
modestly vending her way homeward with
one OF the little scholars on each side by the
hand. A demure little sunbonnett shaded
her features, and so softly and so quietly did
she pass those who met her that one hardly
thought again of the ripple that had eurlad
across the tide Of his thought as 1isg eye
glanced for moment upon her.
But in the country villages the old saving
OF the philosopher is true ''Chldren rule
their mothers; mothers the fathers fathers
the world" The young boys and girls of
" were made, by the strange spell, 10
love their teacher as children never l9s suI
once, and 1T was not long before peop' re
seeking out their little piece Of demae eeness.
for such she seemed to all who met her, save
the children she was with daily.
Kate Stewart was an orphan girl, whose
mother had died when she was an infant. and
whose father, a captain on the sea, had not
been heard of for some years. Her day dad
mostly been spent among strangers and ut
school. But increasing age brought with tia
proud spirit Of independence, and she deter
mined to seek some situation where a1iveli-
hood might be obtained by putting to S, FT ice
had Bsagh Gef from 6HmpsaTf spsr5F teacAEeaTs tAEa s
brought her to our village and Tlaced
her over the school. Her natural abilities
were good, and to these were added the supe-
rlor advantages of high cultivation. With q
mind kept singularly pure and "unspotted
from the world" heart warm and truthful
generous and coniding, an imagination Wv
id, and sensibilities keen. she won the afec.
tions of her pupils almost without an effort.
She was modest and retiring, almost painful
ly so, for she had known little of society il
those later, moulding years usually given to
study; but there was gentle dignity in her
manner, and quiet self-reliance on her own
powers when aroused that showed she pos
sessed spirit like prairie reed, bending to
rude, fierce blast, but which only the light
wind can make tremble:
She made her home at the house of an old
lady living some little distance from the
school-house. In the building, under the care
of this woman as her nurse, had been Tying
for several years poor vagrant, SUPPORTED
there by the town authorities in preference to
leaving her at the poor-house. She had per
haps seen better days; but coming mysseri-
ously into the neighborhood at first, aud ut
terly refusing ever after to give any clue TO
her previous history, little was known of her,
except that now she was poor bedriddeR
thing, who sometimes, when not too feeble,
wove baskets for the childrens berries. Ons
morning, as he came to make his usual visit
upon her, DR.. Irving found her very happy
and cheerful, instead of restless and excited
as before. Surprised at the change, he ques-
toned her as to its cause.
ooh, SIR replied the woman, "could you
but know what new thoughts and feelings are
in my mind this morning, you would not
wonder / am happy"
She went on to tell him of thousand acts
and words of Kindness she had during the past
few weeks received from the new teacher
She had been to her an angel in disguise.
Soothing and calming in every movement,
she had spoken words of hope that were evkn
now full of joy to the sick woman. Even
the physician, accustomed as he was to scehes
of this character. felt his heart touched by
the tears of grateful feeling coursing down
the wrinkled face of the poor invalid before
him. For years that poor woman had lain in
sorrow on her bed of suffering. No voice of
affection was near her: No ear listened to
her story; for as yet she had never received
that sympathy which unloeks the secret cham
bers of the SOUL No voice spoke words of
comfort to her, as she wore out the long days
her duties would permit, Kate had watched
by her bed side. had encouraged her with
sympathy. had told her of new source OfI
Joy, unspeakable and full of glory. The
weary soul had listened for this was as pure
water to the unquenched thirst Of years. She
had listened as for her life, and this morning
had to her. known two dawnihgs: the one
that which had called her young friend from
her bedside to the other duties of the day, the
other the rising of that inner sun that floods
tho so,,l with heavenly ght and fills 1t with