Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1869-05-13

on to the shaven lawn outside; and
plucking here and there flower as they
go, they wind slowly down till they
come to moss-grown wicket, and SO
pass out into the park, the great reaches
OF which are chekered with light or
shade as the trees stand open or close.
A few leaves scattered here and there
on the yellow feotway, that fades into
thread in the dim distance, speak of the
wears fruition and the fulfilment of
many hopes; and as the new lord of Be-
lair and his wife pace slowly under the
overarching trees, the ever-busy SPUR
rel peers down at them with curious
ewes from the upper boughs: from
bracken and coppice the timid hare and
the sly rabbit peep out at them wonder
ingly: all the happy songsters OF the
grove take notice of them: the gaudy
peacock on the terrace screams a shrill
good night ere he shuts up his fan, and
goes within doors while the inquisitive
deer follow them watchtully from afar.
Frekerica's arm i within that of her
husband. and she looks up fondly into
his face n she speaks. i am glad we
are home again. dear. she SAYS. With
all its attractions. was beginning to
weary of the continent-beginning 10
long to he back in my own sweet Eng
lish nest.
In which l hope that you and l to-
gether will pass many, many happy
wears. answers Sir Arthur and with
that, he stoops and kisses his bride.
believing himself unseen. But one
eyed black-bird Of misantrhopical hab-
its. who happens to he taking the air
on the branch of an oak close by. is
witness of the sweet transaction. and
resolves to consult his Brother Rock in
the morning concerning this curious
custom Of the unfeathered bipeds.
'Yoa remember that day at Naples
SAYS Frederick, when we sat in the
balcony outside our hotel. and discussed
our plans for the future-what altera-
tions we were To make here and there
what improvements Of various kinds we
were 10 try to effect the good we were
to strive 10 do in many ways and the
general rule that was 10 regulate our
life and conduct. as far as such things
can be regulated for future Of which
we know so little: do YOU remember the
evening speak of
Perfectly. answers Sir Arthur. Il
seemed to know YOU better from that
hour than | had ever known YOU be-
fore
And all those resolves, hopes, and
wishes still hold good in both our
minds resumes Frederick; but l
sometimes fear that the corrosion which
them will not be without its effect up
on Us: that our good intentions will
lose their edge, and slowly rust into
ineficicncv that all our fine resolu-
tions and philanthropical schemes,
having no vital principle Of necessity At
the back of them. will never bear fruit,
hut wither one by one, ami die Of mani
ton and that As you and grow in
years. We shall gradually fade into
couple Of good-natured nonentiiies.
living for ourselves alone not actively
selfish. 80 long a. our own little COM
forts are not interfered with charitable
u certain extent. but charitable
without trouble : and coming at last to
a state Of mind that will look back upon
all the schemes, hopes. and resolutions
of which we are brimful Just now. as
upon the Wild day-dreams Of two chill
dren. who looked ont at the world. and
all it, belongings. through the rose
coloured spectacles of youth and love.
Does the dread of such future never
haunt you:
Never replies Sir Arthur decisively
Il cannot conceive OF myself as coming
Il such pass; and with you by my
side, | shall feel doubly armed against
ii. trenteel sloth has been the ruin Of
many a promising life. Let us try to
make our lives hcalthily active; let us
never he without some object to strive
for, something to look forward to; and
if our ends have not been ignoble ones,
50 much the better for us when the even
ING shall come.-But see. there is the
splre OF the little church showing above
the trees
FREDERICK pressed closer TO her hus-
bands arm. and they walked on in ST.
lencc. They had dedicated this the
first evening Of their return to a. visit
TO the little church where lay the re-
mains of him they both had loved SO
well. The old sexton was there ready
with the KEYS. In reverent silence.
they went in. Frederica's cheek was
wet with tears when they came out ten
minutes later. Tine autumn mists
were rising. and the trees looked dim
and ghostlike as they took their way
back through the park, neither wholly
sorrowful nor wholly glad So let us
leave them.
THE END.