The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1872-12-20

for now that have passed through TIA
furnace of affiiction, my heart, trust
" has become more purified. God say
my sin and has justly punished me 70
it, and though have indeed mourned
y. 1 will ever bless His holy name. Mrs
e Summers, never knew what happi
ness was, compared to what I now en-
joy, and can 1 but live TO once NOR,
clasp my darling child to my heart,
shall be ready to exclaim, Lord, now
;, lettest Thy servant depart in peacep"
Before there was any reply made to
these remarks, they were startled by
Adele jumping from her seat and rush
ing from the room, leaving the two
mothers in amazement at her unusual
excitemet. But ere they had time TO
comment npon it, she sprang into the
room pulling Harry after her, followed
by Robert.
'Harry! my dear, dear son! But
where, oh, where is your sister?" and
Mrs. Hewitt sank sobbing upon his
arm. "God be praised that you are
safep'
"As well as Sis, who will be here very
soon, dear mother" replied he, leading
her to her seat.
'Forgive me, Robert, }" said Mrs. Hew-
itt after moments silence, "but 1 was
so engrossed with but one subject that I
could think Of nothing else.D
"YOu are excusable, dear aunt. But
rather let me ask pardon, for all this
might have been prevented had 1 but
accompanied my cousin on that unfor-
tunate visit" replied Robert.
Mention it not, Robert; would for
get that night. But you are entirely
blameless and deserving of great praise
for your aid in rescuing your cousin.
But where is she, and why does she not
cOme?n
"She is at the depot awaiting the ar
rival Of Sampson with the carriage,
which l ordered before Miss Dell took
full possession of me-" replied Harry,
looking at his young wife with smile.
Clarence is with her, besides Rissey
and BOdowiski, an Indian woman,
whom we have brought with us, and to
whom Sonora is mostly indebted for her
escape, and whom we all must love and
cherish as the preserver Of our lives"
"And Catherine, that noble and in
jured woman-is she not with them ?y
asked Mrs. Summers.
"Ah, / fear some dreadful fate has be-
fallen her; but 1 will leave Robert to
inform you Of all, while / go down to
the kitchen and let Kizzy know that
her wicked little one Is still In exist
ence, for she is not aware that we have
returned yet" answered Harry, as he
left the room.
Robert soon related all to his eager
listeners-the dreadful scenes upon the
camping-grOund; their release procured
by Lodi; her kindness to Sonora and
Rissey, and the death Of Norman by
the hand Of Catherine, followed by the
terrific peals Of thunder and lightning
during which she disappeared in the
dense and dark forest.
Robert had scarcely finished his hasty
recital, which was often interrupted by
Mrs. Hewitt, who shrank with horror
at the narrow escapes from death of her
lovely child, ere carriage was heard
rolling up the avenue.
'They are here at q tu' exclaimed
Mrs. Hewitt, greatly excited, as her
acute ear caught the distant sound.
"Be calm, my dear friend" said Mrs.
Summers, endeavoring to prevent her
from rushing down stairs, needless of
the physician's order Of remaining per-
fectly quiet.
Remain here, and we will soon bring
the lost and found to your presence"
said Robert, as be and Adele hastened
to meet them.
MY dear, darling sister safe againr'
exclaimed Adele, and she hugged So
nora TO her bosom, while tears flowed
from the eyes OF both.
Sonora, whose emotion was too strong
for words, suffered Adele to lead her TO
her mothers room. As her sister threw
open the door, Sonora sprang from her
embrace, and throwing herself int ,I,o
outstretched arms, tainted upon tbo
breast OF that weeping but oyer-ioved
parent.
Mrs. Summers kissed the pale brow of
the inanimate form before her. ubila
she soothed Mrs. Hewitt, whose weak
frame she feared could not endure this
sudden transition from sorrow to joy.
Adele having succeeded in restoring
Sonora to consciousness, laid her gently
down on the lounge, and for many mo-
ments all wept in silence.
Had a stranger gazed upon the group
assembled within that room, he would
have thought it house of mourning in
stead of Joy.
There are many persons so constituted
that it is impossible to restrain their
tears upon an occasion Of joy, when
in their deepest sorrow they have not
the power Of weeping to alleviate their
grief, which seems to be frozen into
their hearts. Then there are others
again who weep upon both occasions,
though the tears which flow at scenes
OF joy and happiness only render the
mind more serene and calm, as it drinks
deeper Of the cup Of bliss, which seems
held to their lips for them to quaff,
while those of sorrow dim the eye and