Year: 1860

panion. Letus be kind to the poor girl. Ada


for she is very much distressed, even now


Tor the death of her mother. Could you bu


have witnessed what l did when my sister


dled-when she was buried-how that cir


clung to me as her only friend, and ther


throwing herself beside her mothers grave


would groan and cry aloud with agony0yor


would feel your heart full of pity towards


her But let us sleep now. You cannot fai


to love and pity Stella when you see her."


so Mrs. Glenmore saw her husband was


firm, and as she was a cunning, crafty wo-


man, she pretended to submit, while at the


same time, determined that Stella Mason


should see but little happiness in her house


Her husband knew her to be devoted to the


beau monde, he knew she was naughty and


proud, but little thought how deprayed she


really was
| AS Stella sat gazing so sadly from the win.
cow, she heard bell ring which she sup
posed was summons to breakfast. She
arose and started down stairs, but as she had
taken no notice of the arrangement of the
mouse the night before, she stood for some
time on the stairs not knowing how to pro.
ceed. Just then Betsey, the chambermaid
came to her assistance, and pointed out to
ner the breakfast room. She entered the
room timidiy, but looking very lovely in her
deep mourning dress arranged so simply.


Stella, my love, this is your Aunt Ada.
Come and speak to her," said her Uncle,
kindly.


The child advanced with smile, and heart
all fali OF love and confidence, but as she
raised her eyes to the face of her Aunt. the
color forsook her cheeks, and she felt sad and
SICK. Mrs. Glenmore put out her fingers for
the child to touch, and with a cold nod of the
mead she said, "Come to breakfast We have
oeen already kept waiting long enough"
/ w Honoeringly-for Stella had been ever ac-
eustomed to kindness-she looked towards
ner Aunt, and noticing the scornful, naughty
looK upon her face, her own, unconsciously,
assumed guise of hauteur and indifference
while indeed her heart was bursting.


And thus it was. Day by day her Aunt
grew harsher and colder. While before her
husband, she treated Stella at least with some
appearance IF kindness but no sooner was
he gone, than she, by word. leok and action
goaded the poor child, till she loneed to die
| Clara, at first seemed pleased to have com
panion in her studies and Join in her past
times; but slowly, by degrees, and by her
mothers influence, she grew Jealous Of her.
and at length treated her always with cold.
ness and contempt She saw Stella SO much
admired, she was conscious that she far ex.
ceeded herself in all her studies and received
tne praise and love of her teachers-and it
caased her to despise her cousin.
Even Mr. Glenmore was taught to believe
hcr unamiable and ungrateful He was never
unkind, but he noticed that she ever appear
ed naughty and reserved; saw her eve fash
and cheeks flush quickly, and even an angry
bitter reply would be spoken, when was
thrown some covert sarcasm from her amt
or cousin, which to him had no sting for he
did not understand it, but to the Sensitive
girl, was as plain as the MONDAY sun. Clara
was happy. Why could not Stella be the
same? She had all the advantages his own
daughter possessed, and he learned to leave
her alone, never speaking to her unless to ex-
change salutations, or on some occasion when
it was required.
Poor Stella! She forbore to give vent to
her feelings before her prosecutors, but in
her own room the storm of wounded feelings
would burst forth and rage with fearful VIC.
ienee. Her southern blood could but illy
brook insult and sarcasm, and if it had not
been that Mother had taught her that "Ven.
geance belongeth unto the Lord.n she might
have often returned scorn for scorn, insult for
insult Oh! it was hard for her, with that
proud, brave, impulsive heart, to quell its pas
sion; but He who ever heareth the orphans
cry, gave her the needed power to subdue her
own anger, and even to endeavor to return
good ior evil She was penetrating, and read
intuitively the character of her aunt and
cousin. Among the visitors to her Uncle's
home was young girl of her own age, Nina
Lyons, with whom she had been acquainted
only short time, as Nina had been attend
ing Madame LaGrange's Seminary, and had
but just returned home for the vacation, She
was not beautiful, but there was an irresisti-
Die attraction in her frank, dashing manner,
which drew all towards her. She was afraid
OF no one, and ever spoke plainly her true
sentiments. A strong attachment sprang up
between her and Stella, and when she again
returned to school, Stella accompanied her
Clara also went, but could not endure to he
passed by or ''slighted," as she termed il. for
her cousin, SO she soon left to attend another
school, where her position and pretended
amiability would ensure her more attention.


And now, dear reader, we have digressed
greatly, but will again invite you to accom-
pany US to Saratoga, where our friends are
still sojourning Hubert Clayton had al
ways been intimately acquainted in the fami-
iy OF Mr.. Glenmore, but it so happened that
he had never met with Stella there. He had
been in Europe for two years, and was pleas
ed and surprised to see how lovely his Young
friend Clara had become on his return. It
had ever been darling scheme of her mother
that Clara and Hubert should one day be uni
tel She did not scruple to tell her daughter
this-and as Clara readily entered into her
wishes, she was prepared on seeing Hubert
to act her part


Accomplished, fair, and apparently perfect
ly amiable, Clara Glenmore was decidedly the
belle of the season." Her fathers wealth
and position enhanced her claims to this dis
Junction, and she was ever constantly sur
rounded by admirers. But from all she turn
ed coldly away at the approach of Hubert,
who, mistaking her prefereucesfor sisterlv in.
terest, and, loving another IS he did, not
dreaming of becoming to her more than
trend, frequently sought her society, adlni-
ring her charming naivete, and engaging.
winning manners


1t was not long before Clara suspected that
Hubert loved her cousin. She knew he was
a relative of Nellie Grey, and also that he
was direct from her home, and of course had
met with Stella. Her heart was full of angry.
bitter feelings, but when Hubert spoke of her
cousin in glowing terms of praise, she ap-
peared pleased to listen, and conversed freely
OF her, always with terms of endearment.
And this also lent its aid to deceive him. He
thought Clara as pure and truthful as she
appeared, and felt happy at the thought that
Stella's home with her relatives was SO happy.


But although Clara appeared SO charmingly
modest she had no very h,,p,hIa o,;n;a,, q