The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1875-09-17

Maurice stanton anu lisLeneu W his
songs could doubt his hand and head
work in that production"
t'I wonder if Ada is going to be liter
ary 4? If there are women In Oregon
who are capable of conducting period
ical, believe she is among the number"
"Hugh Waters saysthat she is going to
try to publish a magazine that will be
inferior to none in the Union. Won't
she wake the Eastern critics, if she de-
scribes Western life and incidents as
they are-tinged as she can tipge
them, with romance enough to make
them readable, and spice enough to at
tract everybody's attention. don't be-
lieve she'll care for criticism. One
thing certain, her writings will all be of
a moral nature"
Everything must have beginning.
She will probably be successful in time.
But, my dear sister, should hate to see
you trust yourself upon so precarious an
enterprise" -...-.[
ST never expect to make the attempt
write sometimes for publication, but pll
hide behind nom de plume, which no.
body but Ada can recognize. L should
faint under the blow of some self-con-
ceited hypocrite, to say nothing of the
well-meant fault-findings that would
certainly assail my most earnest efforts
in the newspapers and magazines, per-
petrated by critics and editors whose
long study and final triumphant success
have emboldened them to crush the
first efforts of youthful genius; their
billings being tie more bitter because
they have a remembrance of how and
where they started"
"Why, sister! You must entertain a
very uncharitable opinion of our press.
1 am certain that the American public
are generally very lenient toward youth
full writer's"
''You've turned your tune since you
warned me against a certain 'precarious
enterprise a moment ago. I should
consider you very tickle, from your re-
marks, if 1 couldn't account for it by
your being in love-"
1.-THE life of an authoress, though fas-
cinating in its very excitement to some
J minds, would be constant source of
modification to my sensitive plant.
This is why I cautioned yon against it.
But what do you expect to do with
yourself?"
81 used to think I'd be mistress of a
little cottage of my own, and live among
J birds and flowers, as we did in Illinois,
only on grander scale; but life's future
is densely clouded now, and don't know
what course to pursue. Well graduate
in June, and you'll of course get married;
do some chivalrous deed for your coun-
try, besides tilling the soil, writing sci
entific articles for the - Tribune;
starting benevolent societies; organiz-
ing and experimenting Sunday schools;
repeating numerous plagiarisms upon
poems when you get eloquent, and final
ly bringing up boys and girls with bright
klack eyes and raven curls."
SIS that all sister ?' He smiled at
her vivid picture, but shade of doubt
! crossed his face.
'Oh, you needn't look so doubtful. I
, have the kaleidoscope that enables me
to see these things in your future.
Haven't told you enough to do ~
81 shall grow bald before 1 perform
half the work that you have assigned
me; and as to getting married and
bringing up the boys and girls though
truly pleasant picture to contemplate,
l think its realization is very un-
certain"
"Fie! Herbert. If 1 had no more
hope than you have, I'd die of sus-
I pense."
: "Love makes towards of US ALL"
: "Don't call me coward. I'm in as
deep as you are, and Pm as brave as a
crusty old bachelor who couldn't love il
; he should try"
'Sister, darling, tell me-Are you
happy, or do you act this way to make
me feel at ease about you? If you have
hidden trouble, I, as your only relative,
ought to share it."
She was sitting on a footstool beside
him, as he lay on the sofa. He put his
arm around her and drew her head upon
his breast, looking earnestly into her
clear blue eyes.
, "My heart knows its own bitterness,
my dear brother; do not wish to add to
your cares by revealing my hidden
troubles. Do you remember the senti-
ment ofOur song that won such applause,
long ago:
"'Brother, as you and must brave
Alone the dangers of life's wave;
Let's here and now breathe new vow,
Let's say, to anguish Wen ne'er bow.
: "'But through the darkest hours of life,
In Keen despair, or sorrows strife,
We'll trust our mothers God of love,
Who sees our arts, from realms above.'
'The future was sealed book, and 1
; knew nothing of the common troubles
of life. All I was so happy that eve
ming! with every word of Huberts let
ter burning in my heart, and your pres
} ence to cheer me, when all before had
{ been SO DARK! But do not repine. My
: motto is, and ever shall be, look upon
!, y II. i.