Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1856-11-01
MISCELLANY.
THE CELEBRATED IRISH BEAU
TIES:

OR THE MOTHERS DREAM REALIZED.
During the early part of the reign Of King
George III, about century ago, there lived
in an obscure village in Iceland, family ia the
middle walks Of life, named Cunning. They
were not richly endowed with this worlds
goods, but possessed sufficient for all the com
forts, if not all the luxurles Of life.
Matthew Cunning was a farmer by profess
ion, (f so it may be called,) and had he pos
sessed that spirit Of frugaliiy, which seems al
most entirely unknown to the Irish nation, he
might have been wealthy man. Asst twas, he
generally followed the principle of letting To-
morrow take care Of itself.
His wife he'd been the 'Sillage BELLE and
still retained traces of that extraordinary beauty
which had excited the admiration of all who
beheld her Two girls were the sole fruit Of
their union, who promised, even in infancy, to
equal, il not surpass their mother in personal
charms; and that mothers whole soul was
bound up in them.
Being near an age, the children were con-
stantly together; and the sprishtly Lizzie and
the fairy Louisa were pelleJ aud spoiled, by both
young aud old, in the village Of E.. One
summer afternoon. faiqued with their sports,
the infant sisters threw themselves upon The
grass beneath willow which shadowed their
parents cottage, and with the round cheek OF
Louisa pillowed upon the sunny tresses Of Liz
zie, and their dimped limbs aud snowy robes
thrown into strong relief by the rich wavy
sward, they presented picture which Law
renee would have longed to transfer to canvass.
The mother, as she sat with her spinning
wheel in the deep embraslrc Of the window,
watched them as they slept, and unconsciously
her thoughts wandered into the future, and with
mothers fond anxiety, spcculaled upon their
future career. As she musod, she, too, fell
into gentle slumbor, and the vision of their
musings assumed as il were tangible shape,
"a local habtaiion and name,' and like a
phantasmaroria passed before her.
She fancied herself in London-that great
city Of which she had heard so much-and she
seemed an invisible spectator of scene that far
surpassed her proudest hopes; she saw her
| lovely daughters appearing in the perfected
beauty Of womanhood, as actors on the busy
arena of the aristocratic world, Peers and
peereses, prelaies and statesmen, even royalty
itself seemed to do homage to their unriyalled
charms.
Tinones Of admirers worshped a, The shrine
Of their beauty, and one distinguished from the
rest BY his naughty bearing and the glittering
star upon his breast, lSnelt Al the feet of her
Youngest born-the bright haired Lizzie; and
she thought that upon that regal brow an airy
coronet, formed of the ducal strawberry leaves,
rested as if il had found fit abiding place.
Delighted she awOke, and with the glhtering
vision still filling her Imagination, she started
10 find herself IN her own humble cottage, and
her children still sleeping beneath the tree.
She mentioned her dream 10 no one, but the
memory of it fingered for years, and with a
mothers parlality-she whispered, why shoult
not such things be =
Time sped on, and our heroines increased il
beauty and years, They received the best ed
ucalion the place could afford and the WORTHY
curale, seeing their minds as well US their per
sons, SCARED far above medioerity, formed thci
ductlo powers to such degree that they wen
soon fl TO grace any circle.
When Lousia was about seventeen lheil
mother died and on her death bed exacted
, promise from her husband, that, before the ex
piraton Of six months, he should take them t'
London. Then, for the first time, relating hel
, dream, she begged him to remain there yea
at least, and at the end of tina, time, If they ha
not attracted notice, he might return with then
TO his native village.
Had it beer anywhere but at the dying be