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BELLFN TEVENS.
By SUE ADAt.AIDE.

"rhis world is full Of trouble, dear
Anna" anal HELEN Stevens brow was sha-
ded tv tiarkso,ne cloud, that was hove,ing
over her pathway. Tossing 10 one side her
broad lrinncd bat she seated herself in an
easy armchair, left vacant hy hcr mother
who had gone ont to vi>i: an old irlci''i.
Auuic's first thought was OF Hugh l-an'icn
Wondering if he, who had always secuted
so kind, could prove false; bt! she ,inc~.
toned not her beautiful frienA as to The
cause of her deep sorrow, felt that twas lc,s
TO cnmtt't and support the careworn and
the weak.
Taking lor trusting, confi.l'ng friend l'y
the hautl. Annie s,f.lv, sail, Come :!:.,lu:-.
ani let us view the stariit i,eavct.s. TTis n
lovely eve, the air is lalnv aul serene the
SKY clear and blue. Sc the pale crescent
OF the new moon How lranli!ui It's al
mos, gone down behind those tai; trees Won
der; arouse dear lIrlIrn aud rnjnv with un.
this ginrious scene, twill lr!p to chase away
those unpieasan, thoughts li'a. unkinliy
fill yonr ge.,tle bosom; and will ralnrv
soothe yar unG,;rt breast. Though Fri. Is
should sometimes seem uni;:,.l, and ,l.,.
world Iess cheering; we should not despair,
for our lives are Ike ille sea. 60 varied are
tie phaz"s. And us The glury of til" sun
is s",letimes oIscur-d hv "vc,>l,adowin.
clouds so is the rlui,n,$s Ct our lives dark.
ened ly the sl.;nlowy wing of ni,i"r,umv
and disappointment, coming in tetw.en us
and our dearest, brightest hopes. Yet
amidst all. we have one sweet consultation,
the same God who made our cart, so bean.
tifMI. who adorns with so many man! brigl,
sparkling gems the vast blue sky, after tue
shades Of ui.ht sea over the green earth,
and who in his profound wisdom, governs
all nature in Ter course watches over and
cares for lis poor morals."
Young and inexperienced rs she was.
HELEN must battle with the storms of life.
though hard indeed for her to combat with;
she had trusted and been deceived, and now
silently she is hrooding over the sorrow
which has forced itself upon her undisciplin-
ed heart.
"IIngh never wrole that cruel letter! !
know he is too good too noble TO act de-
ceitfuliy. Only yesterday morning his gen
tie voice breathed n'o my ear, soft, loving
tha -
his brown eyes, so Oft repeated. cannot
believe, nay | will not. / know lie never
wrote that cruel letter" Thus the young
girl mused, while a ray Of hope, tie trou,
bled sweet comforter, stole sweciy into her
unqniet k"som, but only to make of a more
midnight hue the darkness which had been
for night and day reigning in her soul;
that little while seeme'l a long week, so
heavily did the nc",en's roll away.
Taking up her portfolio she turned over
ITS precious conteuts, and from it she drew
forth beautifully written note, traced i.y
the hand of him who was now the sole OBJ
ject Of her every thought. Vain were her
euuo"VoufS Id t'eTsuade ueTselI tfat lie was
not the author Of that mysterious note; for
on comparing them sho found that each
letter was forne'l so exactly alike, there
could no longer rest doubt on her mind
Convinced that no one unless it were a per.
feet master Of the per, could so precisely
initiate his writing. and within the circle of
her acquaintance there was only one; and
as soon could.she believe Hugh false, MS her
beautiful and accomplished cousin Mime.
Thongh she knew Mime Grant had long
loved Hugh Landen, che could not believe
her cousin whom sho so much loved would
dsstfey = moment Of her pesce even to com.
>plete her OWL happiness. so unsuspec,ine was
she. Possessing true seilsscri6.:ino spirit.
HELEN neither thought nor dreamed Of evil
II in others. until the reverse was fosced upon
her, BY atera reality. . -, 'rl ..'.is =
( She dstertniued the world should never
know any thing concerning her dissppoin..