Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1850-1854, 1854-01-27
.You must be told. papa, that last Friday

"You must be told, papa, that last Friday t
| [ happened to 60 to Wilton's Gardens with /
! Mrs. James, While there, Mr.. Andrews I
came in and wanted some plants of that Eas-
tern birch, like ours, you know. Wilton told |
him his were all dead--that he could not
procure any plants; he added, that you once
had some, but he didn't know if they were
alive. Mr.. Andrews seemed so vexed not to
get them. You know he is SO fond and
proud of his garden. Now, I've been think
ing, papa, that You might send up two Of our
young plants; 50 then he viii see you are
friendly STILL"
Mr.. Herbert laughed. "Well, Marion, we
will do this, though Pm afraid you are expec-
ting too much as the result" So the Eas-
tern birchcs were sent to Mr.. Andrews, who
certainly received them with utter astonish-
ment, and sent polite note of thanks for
them. The friendly actdid some good--not
much. Two or three other neighbourly and
kind acts seemed to be of little use Howev-
er, they were gradually softening Mr.. An
drews. In this position things remained,
when Marion and Julia were thrown togeth-
er unexpectedly at Miss Rutherford's schoo'.
Julia long accustomed to hear Mr. Herbert
spoken Of as an "upstart," "visionary," or
some scornful term, had come to dislike him,
and with him his daughter. She considered
her own papa had been somehow insulted
| and wronged. Thus had her ill-will arisen :;
hence her exclamation, when Marion arrived
+ at school.
When Marion Herbert had been with
us a week, we all loved her. Both Julia and
! herself were really talented and wel-educated
! girls; both had the gift of rich and beauti-
ful voice But Julia's brilliant French and
Italian songs never impressed and delighted
us; we only admired them. But shall ever
forget those still summer evenings, when we
used to gather round Marion's harp, while
she sang "Oft in the Silly night" or some
old and simple ballad Julia kept aloof; she
expressed no pleasure she was mortified and
felt bitterly that less love was bestowed upon
her. Miss Anne saw all these conflicting
= feelings with pain. Julia and Marion, too,
were both unhappy. In vain Marion tried
4 to win Julia by untiring gentleness and low
+ ing acts; all seemed useless. She began TO
t despair. One day, in the autumn, Julia sat
. reading on one of the garden seats, when she
), heard footsteps approaching, and voices in
r the walk behind her. Her own name attract
. ed her attention. 1t was spoken by the chat
s terbox Susan, whose friendship had cooled
:. long ago to Marion Herbert.
q "Now, Marion, it's no good scolding,
S don't and | cannot like Julia any more. To
;, see how she sweeps by you at dinner time,
T and to watch the scorn in her eyes when you
5 are praised! And, then, for her to tell me
k You lived in little box of house, as if that
could alter you"
y "Susan, you shall not tell me such things
: You have no reason to dislike Julia, am
e sure. Do not know of the present she
i made you last week and to"
0 "Ostentation. exclaimed Susan.
4 NAY, Susan, you must not Judge so unjust
". / could tell of kind thing Julia lately
/ performed, only that know she did not wish
o it known, nor does she guess that any one
:, knows. found it out by accident, and il
i was something so noble and disinterested thai
is l quite loved her forit. Iwould give anything
n to win her love; there is much in her charac
e ter which is fine and admirable"
Julia stayed to hearno more. She sprana
+ forward, and hid her face on Marion's bosom
r weeping bittertears of sorrow and shame. Su.
san ran away to cry likewise. Marion cried
+ for very JOY and establishment; her kisses fell
;, fast and warm on Julia's forehead and hair
. Freely Julia confessed her obstinat pride and
! dislike-freely Marion forgave.
ave are firm friends for the future" said
Marion, after long, long talk, IN which all
was explained; 4" and so will our fathers be;
that is my prediction. Oh / am so happy
What pleasant change there was in our
school-crcle! How glad Miss Anne was
how pleased we were again to have the sun
: shine of love uuclouded.
Atlast, the Christmas holidays came. Ju-
{ liza returned, determined to make friends of
her father and Mr. Herbert, whom she had
now learned to love. o, what Joyful Christ
mas day it was in Mr.. Andrew house. Ma
ron and her father were the honoured guests.
Cheerily blazed the huge fire in the great hail.
Merrily rang the Christmas bells. And mer-
rily blended the beautifully voices of Marion
and Julia in new duett-the title Of which
Marion whispered to her father-and which
lie guessed to be her own composition when
he heard the words-"LoyE HATH WON THE
: VICTORY II. II.
= Manchester.