Daily national era. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1854, 1854-03-09
LITERARY MISCELLANY.
For tho National Era.
4 RRoTHER's REC0LLECTI0N or AN ONLY
SISTER.
BY MARY rRyINs.

A BROTHERS RECOLLECTION " AN ONLf
SISTER
By MARY IRVING.
CHAP.V.
Aunt Tryphena was truly sorry TO part with
her little charge Her face softened as she
drew on her red mittens, at parting.
ssPve done my best by her, Ralph" she re-
marked, and hope others may be able TO
say 'as much. | don't believe IN humorng
children. no how but she's been good crea-
tur' and dare say shall miss her 90 say
The little one obeying her first impulse,
flung her arms around her neck.
aTake care, young one! Haven't learned
YOU better than to Spite cambria plnner
There, there! good bye =
Every hour of the days ride to Embury lent
new life to the little girl Like bird set Tree
from its Gage, she sung, danced pulled flowers
and whortleberries by the road side, and only
grew sober when the towers of Embury church
and academy loomed upon her horizon. We
stopped at the gate of q roomy white cottage,
whose green blinds and tastefully arranged
nower-yard gave promise OF pleasant recep-
ton within This was the residence Of Mr.. and
Mrs Marsden, old friends Of my mother and
hafdshA Tm6GrS academy many years before.
Two children were racing with boisterous
outcries through the walks of the front yard
to the imminent danger ofthe shrubbery.
Neddy, how can you keep 80 much noise =
called soft Voice. A lady, in a lilac wrapper
and gracefully dropping cap, made her appear.
anoe ct the hall door The good humored,
take the-world easy face, had grown soTe
missed Mrs Marsden at the first glimpse. |
had already introduced myself and sister by
letter, and met with q most genial welcome,
Neddy and his sister stood at the door Of the
parlor, with fingers in their mouths, each try
ing to hide behind the shoulder Of the other,
to stare unnoticed at the little guest. As her
hood, pelisse and mittens, were drawn of, both
broke into Q halfsmothered laugh, and ran
away, without eliciting any remark from their
mother. In the course Of fifteen minutes, how
ever, they returned; and Neddy, stepping in all
vance of his companion, twitched his mothers
sleeve
Ma, ma, say can we 60 nutting n0D ~
Don't bother me, Neddy!0
But ma you SAID we might GO if we
would stay till that little what's her name
Lincoln girl camel
G My children have all gone on chestnut
ing excursion, except Neddy and Sue,0 re-
marked Mrs. Marsden turning to me- eau
gusta and Mary Hyde took them into the
woods as it is a half-holyday. thought your
little sister might like to accompany them, and
so persuaded Neddy to watt
s. should like to go with them myself, and
renew my acquaintance with Miss Augusta, il
you will excuse me, said l. rising.
aCertainlyn replied she, with q pleasant
laugh. II would 20 along with you, if it were
not for the long walk; but Neddy knows the
way. You will find Augusta grown little! y
Augusta Marsden remembered as self
willed, three-year-old rose bud ofradiant beau
IT, whom used to delight in teasing for the
kisses she was strangely coy in bestowing. As
strolled through the fields and across the
brook, was very placidly putting to myself
the following problem:
aGiyen, two rose leaf cheeks pair Of spark
ling black eyes, cluster Of dark brown curls,
and-can it have been so long q fourteen
years. What startling results shall / see -
There - there they are cried my guide
"Yon's the big chestnut tree, and Sister Gus.
sie and Cousin Mary Hyde!n
Who has not dreamed dream of the beau
ty he could adore 1t wore the ssmbIance of
nothing seen before; it took no form to be de-
fined BY lip, pen, or pencil. Tt came to him in
the stillest of the nightwatches when angels
bend nearest to earthly brows; strange, ethe-
real. soulintoxicatipg essence of beauty.
NY boyhood's dream stood before me a
reality as Augusta Marsden, dropping from
her lap the flowers che had been wreathing,
arose, blushing, to receive the stranger
need not describe the features and form; all
the epithets Of description in that line have
grown commonplace long since, and, even in
their Dewly-coined estate, would have failed to
shadow forth the subtle charm that lay not in
eye, lip, nor cheek, and yet lay in all 1t
was tho breathing perfection. Of youth health
grace, and beauty
Mary HYDE the modest cousin whom had
first seen fastening wreath of orchis, asters
and golden rod, around the head Of Augusta
deserves passing sketch, though she was not
noticed then.
She was an orphan niece Of Mrs. Marsden,
who had lately entered the family; gentle,
selfsacr.fsing spirit encased in frame which
none would mark as beautiful Her face was
plain, and, from its hardly-varyiDg expression
Of grave timidity, appeared still palmer. But
when lighted BY smile, il was quite passable:
indeed, IL is to be remarked that no child was
evor repelled BY it's plainness.
And 80 you were really IN love ~ says my
romance-l loving reader with smile Keep
10 your first text, and tell us Of Augusta
Dear reader, kindly consider my dilemma
ss did through the long hours that night, and
through those Of four weeks successfully.
was poor in all save unimpeached integrity,
unblemished health, and unimpaired energy
| was fettered by the dear dependents Heaven
had left me. | was undistinguished in the
world where ] had once hoped to write my
name 90 high What had to offer, where
methought q worlds treasure could well have
been disdained7
"Ah il might have been, thought |, sitting
the paDg that shook my heart; "but now -
never u Yet fingered by the side Of Angus
Ia, selfdcluding as the moth that fiutters into
tho fatal brillisnce Of the candies flame
road to her, rang with her, while her small
fingers danced over the ivory keys; walked
with her In those glorious soul-quickening,
Autumn twiights, beside the singing brook,
and over tho rustling hills; brought her flow