The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1853-08-04

parterres, rose vines shaded the arbors and
climbed the pillars of the piazza and graceful
ly festooned the caves and the fragrance OF
roses filed the air What gave tenderer IN
terest 10 these beautiful roses was, that they
were all love-offerings from the young girls and
children to their beautiful and beloved teacher.
Mark Sutherland approached this sweet home.
Every care and sorrow dropped from his spirit
as he opened the little wicketgate that sepa-
rated his garden OF Eden from the wilderness.
He walked on through the shaded yard 70 the
house and went up to the piazza and through
the front door into the hall, or passage. Here
two doors, opposite each other to the right and
left, opened-one into their parlor and dining
room. and the other into the school and class
room. He paused moment and listened, with
a smile, as the low murmur of girls voices re-
vealed to him that the school was not yet dis
missed He opened the school-room door and
entered. Surely, there never was schhol-room
so pleasant rs this, from which the aspect Of
dullness, WEAKNESS, restraint, and isksomeness,
was so completely banished, as there certainly
never was teacher 50 lovely and so beloved.
Ii was = spse;.us airy apartment lighted with
many windows, shaded at little distance by
the roee-wreatbed pillars and caves Of the pi-
azza The furniture was of bright cherry, in
Maps and pictures of rare beauty and appro-
priatenees, decorated the walls, and shells and
minerals and moses adorned the tables The
Young girls and children-some engaged in
study, some in pencl-drawing or penmanship,
and some in needle-work-l0oked CHEEKY and
very much at their ease. They left their seats
and spoke to each other without infringing any.
rule, but all was done Quietly and gracefully,
md t1,a inf of hal
whom they obeyed with no forced eye-service
and whom they would not for the world dis
tress or annoy And there, at the upper end
of the room, on platform raised but one step
above the floor, on chair, at q table, sat the
young schoolmistress-th wife Of four years
standing-searcely turned twenty one, and with
the loveliest and most delic to face and form
in the world, yet by the power of her SOUPS
strength and beauty keeping in sweet subjec-
ton miscellaneous crowd of girls of all ages
Sizes and tempers. There she sat, with her
sweet fair face, and pale, golden, curly hair
and white muslin wrapper--looking the fairest
girl among them all When Mark entered
the quiet light of joy dawned in her eyes, and
she arose and came softly down to meet him.
There was subdued gladness in the manner
of both, as they met and clasped hands.
My dearest Rose you are looking 30 much
better than when ] went away said Mark,
looking fondly at her. as the bloom deepened
on her cheeks
" | am better-I am a0eiip replied Resale,
smiling and looking round upon her girls, sew
eral of whom, encouraged by her smile, left
their seats, and came futtering forward to
welcome Mr. Sutherland with saucy pleasure.
He had merry jest or loving word for each
afectiOnate child but soon sent them gaiiy
back to their places, as the hour of dismissal
had come. And Rosalie, accompanied by
Mark, went back to her seat and called the
school to order, and gave out and led the even
ing hymn that closed their exercises. When
the song was finished, and the dear girls all
gone, Mark Sutherland turned to his young
wife, and with smile of joy drew her to his
bosom. But in a moment shade OF anxiety
clouded his face; and, still clasping her close to
his bosom, he asked
Rose, what makes your heart throb 30 VIC.
lently 30 $500
Resale raised her eyes to his face, and he
noticed that sorrowful shade dmmed their
lustre for an instant but vanished before the
smile with which she replied
III am 80 glad to see you that is al"
" But your heart knocks 10 forcibly?n
Come in the parlor, and let's sit down there
and talk have so many things to tell you,
and to ask you about" said Resale, evading
his remarks and gently Withdrawing herself
she led the way into the parlor, and wheeled
up an easy .chair, and begged him to sit down
and make himself at homeo
But, first, he pade her recline upon the
lounge and rest while he drew the chair up
and sat by her side. And there she lay, with
her sweet spiritual face white az her drapery
except where all the color had concentrated IN
crcumscribed fiery spot in either cheek She
was breathing short, yet smiling gaily at her
own difficulty. He sat watching her, and try
ing 10 feel and 10 look happy, yet thinking
that after all che was not so well as when he
had left her--perceivipg that he had mistaken
fever heat for healthful bloom. He sat trying
to smile and talk cheerfully, yet with dull,
aching prophecy in his heart 1t was in vain
to stife the rising anxiety II found some vent
in these words:
any love, you work too hard; that school is
hurting your health
ono, dear Mark, believe me, it is MOTT
keeps me up"
at exhausts it prostrates you, my love--in-
deed, it must be closed--that school must be
closed!p
By way of nimbly proving how strong she
was, she arose to a sitting posture, arranged
her hair by running her slender fingers through
the ringlcts adjusted her dress, and sat straight
up, while she answered.
I" Not for the world would close that school,
dear Mark | have no children, and that
school is my field Of almost unbounded useful
ness. Those girls are my children; and not
only must ] cultivate their intcllects but in
every young, receptive heart must sow good
seed, that will bring forth fruit long after am
in -
She paused suddenly in embarrassment.
sWhat do you mean, Rosaliet" he asked,
in distress.
dearest Mark she said, slightly evsding
direct reply, dearest Marx, a faithful teach
or, called to the work, may not abandon her
post indeed for Oh see how mighty the in
fiucnce Of teacher may be, and how long il
may last--the good principles instilled into q
little girls tender heart do not conclude their
work with her alone, but influence her chill
dren and her children's children, and all who
come within her sphere and in theirs. Con-
slider how mighty an instrument Of good Is set
in motion by teaching Alright one little child !;
and faithfully try TO teach forty. SO, dearest
Mark, hinder me not but while live, let me
SOW the good seed, that it may bring forth good
fruit when AMI mean when all this genera
ton shall have passed away"
There was a pause during which he held
her hand fondly, and seemed buried in thought.
dearest Mark, you look so carewoln-h have
you had much trouble in set.ling our bust
ness ~
He raised his head and looked at her sweet
wan face He could not, for his life, tell any
thing TO distress her then; so he answered that
Mr.. Clement Sutherland was not yet prepared
to give an account of his trust, but that all
would be arranged before the close of the
month.
Resale arose, and putting her hands upon
his shoulders pressed q kiss upon his forehead,
and was aiding away.
where are you going 7" asked Mark, de-
tanning her,