Kenosha tribune and telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1855-1855, 1855-04-19
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learn to think of what was exquisite, ofwhat
was holy, and what was pure.
But mothers dreams Of their children do
not come always true, and the two sons of
Alice from time to time showed that they in
herited other blood as well as hers; and, as
months passed on, this showed itself more
and more. With great rapture, therefore,
! she hailed the advent of tutor. who, like
Herbert Courtenay, held thoughts respon-
sive to her own. and he shall never want
said Alice; the man that forms the charac-
ter of our children is worthy of our gold
Let as pause awhile, and see the little
Alice who was named after her mother,
and who was like her, even as q little bud
is like its parent rose.
Little Alice was ten years old when Her.
bert Coultenay came to teach her brothers
so many things for half guinea a week.
She was great favorite with her father.
whe always calculated that she was 10 be
welded to some one rich and great. She
was to have lord, or perhaps an honors-
BILE, if he had good estate. And whoever
welded little Alice was not to have a beg
gar, for the town councillor had set apart no
less than eco. 1000 as dowry for her
The dowry was not to go with Alice if she
chose for herself, but Alice was to GO with
the dowry if the town-councillor made the
choice.
This little Alice was her mother in face
and heart. She read great books. thought
strange thoughts, and was at once q ,wo-
man and child. Alice could.tell how the
heroes Of olden times fought, and bled, and
died for liberty and how the brave endu-
red their sorrows, and how the ancient
saints were npborne in the fires, and how
the noble ever chose death before disgrace.
And Alice could sketch out her own drea-
my thoughts. and play upon her little harp
the old anthems which her mother used to
sing to her, and which had SO often sweiled
through the aisles of the venerable church
where her mothers father had been the
pastor for many years and, above all
things, Alice was haunted by the thought.
that a true woman is ever destined to do
something great and so the mother hada
daughter exactly like herself.
THIS, then, was little Alice, and one day
she came into the room where Herbert
Courtenay was teaching her brothers in
his ideal way. The young man hac ideas
of his own about beauty, and he was en-
deavoring to fix them upon the town-coun-
cilor's sons. This was the hour for the
drawing lesson, and Herbert had sketched
out for the boys a beautiful face, which
they were to copy he had strange fancy
that beautiful objects had beneficial effecs
upon the mind. The efforts of the young
Chambers had not however, been eminent
ly successful, they produced faces which
were as ugly as their teachers was beauti-
full, and seemed amused instead of mort
fed at their want of success. Herbert sigh
ed as he looked at their copies, and heard
them laugh. He feared that the little
Chambers had no taste, and that he could
never cultivate it in them. tv
Herbert was thus employed when little
Alice stole into the room, and peeped over
his shoulder. He did not notice her, for
he was sitting at the table. intent on the
papers before him but he soon knew that
she was there, for he heard her merry
laugh.
In truth, little Alice could not help laugh
ing when she saw the grotesque perform
ances of her brothers. But she did not
dwell long on them. -
ooh, what beautiful face, Mr.. Court
enay - said she, as she gazed on the little
sketch which he had drawn for her broth
ers to copy from " do put wings to it, it
will make such beautiful angel: that IS
all it wants.
Herbert took his pencil and sketched in
the wings, and drew a crown of stars upon
the head, to little Alice's great delight
For a long time the little girl looked at the
picture, and seemed so unwilling to give it
up, that at length Herbert asked her if she
would like to keep it.
ooh yes" said little Alice, {" may"
and she ran off TO her mother to ask leave.
In moment she came back--her face
was bright she was to keep the angel, and
she thanked Herbert very often for giving
it to her. 1t shall be hung" said she.
" at the top of my bed, and perhaps shall
dream 6f beautiful things when it is there.
Mr. Courtenay." said Alice, hare you
ever beautiful dreams? Perhaps you saw
this angel in dream ?"
Herbert turned his head away he did
not like to let the child see the tears which
started to his eyes he had indeed at times
beautiful dreams, but then they were only
dreams dreams such as heaven sends to
the struggling upon earth, to refresh them
after their daily toll, to rest their spirits af-
ter their fierce and wearying and lengthen-
ed strife.
Alice was SO full of her picture she did
not observe Herbert's tears, and they sep
arated-Ace to take tho angel and show
it to every one in the house, and Herbert.
to 90 home and tell his sister how he had
drawn her face, and how little Alice had
made him put wings to the picture, and
what a difference there was between his
pupils and their little sister.
(coNcLUDED NEXT WEEK.
SINGING MoUsE-Dr. Crist of London