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long journey, and the excitement he While she was speaking, a gang had undergone, but his brother and of slaves, driven to their work by sisters left him no repose until he the lash, appeared at the end of the had related his adventures, and as terrace on which they were standthe reader, doubtless, is anxious to ing, they were followed by their know how he recovered his liberty, cruel overseer, who did not expect we will resume Herman's history to find his sovereign in that part of where we left it in the last chapter. the garden. A young white man,

He had just returned to Mr. Hu- | who walked foremost of the gang, bert's house, to learn the result of stopped suddenly as if thunderhis interview with the Empress. struck, then rushed forwards, and Mr. Hubert told him he had placed threw himself on Herman's neck, the diamond in her hands, relating exclaiming, “My father! my good to her the whole affair, and inter- father!” They remained locked in ceding for the pardon of the crimi- each other's arms, and their tears nals. As he had anticipated, she flowed fast, while deep emotion was much struck by the honesty of choked their utterance. Herman, and moved by the repent

“ What does all this mean?” ance of Claus. She expressed a

asked the Empress in astonishment, desire to see them both, and pro

“who is this young man ? ” mised to use her influence with her Pardon, noble lady," replied Royal Consort, to obtain the pardon Herman, firmly, we have not of Claus and the negro. In com

been able to resist the voice of pliance with the command of the nature, even in the presence of Empress, Hubert went imme- your Majesty; this young man is diately to seek Herman and Clans my son, my beloved Conrad, and and took them immediately to the although now a slave, he is neverPalace Garden, where her Majesty theless the pride of my old age.” was then walking. The father's The modest youth coloured at heart beat violently, as he entered what sounded to him exaggerated that very garden in which doubtless praise, and he made a sign to his at that moment his beloved son father to stop; but the Empress Conrad was labouring as a slave. insisted on knowing the whole

“Oh, my God!” prayed Herman, / truth: and Claus related to her “grant that I may behold him once Conrad's history. more and enfold him in my arms, if Her generous soul was touched it be but for an instant!" As he with the filial piety and noble selfmade this internal prayer, his eyes devotion of Conrad, and the tears wandered on all sides, in search of ran down her cheeks, tears of symhis son, but he saw only negroes, pathy and of sincere admiration. not a single white man.

« Virtue like this, deserves a rehad not advanced far into the gar- compense,” she exclaimed, turning den, before they met the Empress, to Conrad. “Young man, you are who received them with winning free, return to the bosom of your kindness. She addressed

family ; I undertake to pay your words of commendation to Herman, ransom. Stay,” she added, drawing and perceiving poor Claus, who from her finger a valuable ring, stood pale and trembling before her, " accept this trifle as a remembrance she sweetly reassured him, bade of me; and you, worthy Herman, him be of good cheer, and promised have no uneasiness about your to intercede with the Emperor for future prospects; it shall be my his pardon.

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dren are amply provided for. Mr. earned twelve or more shillings a Hubert,” she continued, addressing week. In 1833 he married, "folthe Secretary, “I give this worthy lowing his calling, as a silk-weaver, family into your especial charge,

on his own account, until he met and in doing so, I am imposing a with the accident which was the very pleasing duty on one who turning point both in his character possesses a heart like your's.” So

and history. The good seed which saying, the Empress withdrew, fol- had been sown in his infancy and lowed by the blessings and thanks childhood, had as yet brought forth of Herman, of Conrad, and of Claus. but little fruit. He was not alto

We need not say that the bene-gether without respect for his volent intentions of the Empress parents, or care for those belonging were fully carried out by Hubert, to him; but his habits were very and at this instant there exists not irregular, and his companions were more flourishing settlement in

not the most respectable of his Brazil, than that founded by Her

fellow-workmen; he loved wild man and his family.

mirth and rambling adventures, and spent much of his time and earnings

in the public house. JOHN CARTER.

One Saturday night in the month

of May, 1836, he and some of his The History of John Carter, * companions went to the Rookery, which I am going briefly to relate, at Holfield Grange, and John Caris interesting as an instance of the ter, forward in every such enterwonderful interposition of God on

prise, was the first to ascend one behalf of a penitent, under circum- of the tall trees in search of birds. stances of no ordinary occurrence. When he had reached a height John Carter was born at Coggeshall, of about forty feet from the ground, in Essex, of humble parents, on the he attempted to cross from one 31st of July, 1815, and baptized on to another, but either the the 27th of August following. He distance deceived him, or the passed his early years at the different branch yielded more than he had schools in the town, first at a dame's calculated upon, he missed his then at the National School, and hold, and fell to tbe earth upon his lastly at an endowed School. He back. He was taken up senseless, was of quicker parts than the gene. and from that time never moved rality of boys, and, as is too com- hand or foot. On the following monly the case, was more frequently morning, he was conveyed home in mischief; but he was not re

to his wife, upon a hurdle, and markable for any particular talent, medical assistance was procured, the only sign he gave of any future but a serious injury to the spine success in drawing, was a propen- had deprived him of all power of sity to sketch the figure of a man voluntary motion below the neck, or an animal upon his desk or copy- his whole body, excepting his head book. When he left school he was

and neck, was paralyzed, and death put to work at the silk-weaving

was expected in a few days. How. trade, at which, after a little

ever, he continued to live, but the practice, (for it was a more gainful paralysis was perpetual. For some employment then than now) he time he felt only distress at his

bodily condition, and shame and * Fuller particulars of his history will be found in his Life, published by J. W.

vexation for the whole event; but Parker, West Strand.

to this succeeded a time of reflec


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tion upon his spiritual state, and was lying, a little on his side, with upon the great purpose hidden his head slightly raised by pillows. under this chastisement. He had A small, light, deal desk, made never altogether laid aside the according to his own directions, practice of private prayer, now he was placed on the bed before him, became more regular and earnest, on this desk the drawing-paper was and the 119th Psalm was his con- fastened. The drawing to be tinual study. About six weeks copied, if of moderate size, was set after the accident, John Carter and up between the drawing-paper and his wife were received into his the desk, or if too large for this, father's house, for the sake of was suspended by tapes from the economy. He was very fond of top of the bed. He first sketched reading, and one day his wife in his subject with a lead pencil, brought home to him, the life of a which he held between his teeth, young women, named Elizabeth and then proceeded to the use of a Kinning, who, having lost the use very fine hair pencil, and a small of her hands, had learnt to draw saucer of Indian ink, with which with her mouth. He resolved to he produced the most accurate and try and do the same, and began at delicate touches. When we cononce, sometimes drawing upon a sider the difficulties he had to slate, and sometimes upon pieces of contend with in the pursuit of this paper pinned to the pillow. A art, we shall be surprised at his butterfly was one day caught in

He was entirely depenthe room, and with the aid of a dent upon others, every thing had sixpenny box of colours, he suc- to be prepared for him, he could ceeded in making a very correct not even moisten his hair pencil representation of it. This gave himself, beside which, the evapohim encouragement to proceed, and ration in summer was very quick, in a short time, he was able to sell and from the position in which he a good many small drawings for a lay, the colour could not flow to shilling each. Hitherto he had the point of his brush, so that it been accustomed to draw in various had to be moistened continually. styles, but he now wished to fix Nor was this all, he could only upon one for his particular study draw with a pencil six inches long, and persevere in it,-he found that which brought his eye inconvenihe had most talent for line-drawing, ently near to the paper. John and this he adopted though not to Carter was singularly humble in the entire neglect of other styles. the possession of his talent; his He soon made great progress, and favourite studies were the heads of some of his pieces showed consider- great and good personages, espeable skill; among the best are the cially those of eminent Saints; yet “ Virgin and Child,” after Albert he was never known to refuse the Durer, drawn with exquisite grace ; most troublesome and unsatisfactory the head of King Charles I., after piece that he was requested to unVandyke, and “Innocence," the dertake. most elaborate and beautiful of all On the death of his wife, in his works. One of his drawings | November, 1841, the care of atwas presented to her late Majesty tending upon him devolved upon the Queen Dowager, and another is his sister, Hannah Carter, who in the possession of her present ministered to all his wants with Majesty Queen Victoria. The pos- exemplary tenderness and affection, ture in which John Carter drew, During the summer months he


would often be brought into Church and Carter was severely bruised on the week days, and was at all and staken by his fall.

After a times a worthy example of re- time the soreness of the bruises verence and calm devotion; his passed away, and he felt as if he repentance was deep and sincere, were recovering from the effects of and he had been a communicant al- his accident, but the mischief was most from the time of his accident. within, and he soon became sensibly His death was hastened by an acci

He had received the Holy dent while riding out in his little Communion on Whit Sunday, two carriage, (the body of which served | days before his fall, and was prehim for a couch); on Whit Tues- paring himself to receive it again day, May 21st, 1850, he had gone for the last time on Monday, July out accompanied by his sister who | 3rd, but his death occurred on the was his constant companion, and a Sunday before, earlier than was little boy whom they usually en- expected. John Carter's most gaged to draw him. The weather striking virtue was patience, yet was beautiful, and wishing to give during his life he never ceased to his sister the full enjoyment of a pray for that grace. In a word, he favourite walk, he insisted upon was humble, obliging, grateful for her leaving him, and sent her home the least kindnesses, charitable and across the fields, while he was reverent;-abounding with such drawn along the road. Descending virtues we may humbly trust that a hill, the boy unfortunately trip- his soul rests with God. ped, the carriage was overturned,


WHITE-LEAF CROSS. endeavoured to embody in the folWhite-leaf, or White-clift Cross,

lowing stanzas. The parish of is the name given to the gigantic

Monks Risborough takes its name

from the Monks of St. Augustine, figure of a Latin Cross cut in upon the steep chalky side of one of the

of Canterbury, to whom it was

attached as a cell, and who are Chilternhills, in the l'arish of Monks Risborough, Bucks, about thought by some to be the authors seven miles south of Aylesbury. supposed to be a trophy of victory,

of the monument; by others, it is Viewed from a distance, it appears

similar to the White Horse, to rise perpendicularly and to stand out in relief, on a plain surface; gained by the Christian Saxons and bursting for the first time upon

over the Pagan Danes

have served the further purpose of the eye of the traveller, at a sudden bend of the road, it presents an

a Wayside Cross. The writer's awful and almost spectral apparition

first visit to the Cross gave occasion

to the lines which follow. of the “ Sign of the son of Man," looming heavenwards above the

One blessed noon in Autumn's sweetest peaceful valley, beside “the ancient

weather, and everlasting hills,”-suggestive, I wandered forth a pilgrim by the way, and, as it were, symbolically illus

Where God's good Providence should trative, of those words of the saintly

lead to stray, author of the Imitation, which the

Musing how Truth and Mercy met towriter of the following verses has


It may

Now by the rough road-side, now o'er the

meadows, Through the green pastures, by the

waters still, Where the gleam-tinted trees beneath the

hill, Cast round my path their vale-of-death

like shadows. Blessed be God! I had an open vision; Good Angels were abroad in earth and

sky, Revealing heavenly forms to Faith's

purged eye, Of Peace and Beauty, as in fields Elysian. All was an emblem in me and around

Whether to mark the scene of battle holy, Through victory of the Saints on this fair

spot ; Or hermit, here embowered in hill-side

grot, Emblemed lone peace and soul-sweet

melancholy. Or, likelier yet, blest Austin's hooded

sages Led the procession from yon sainted

tower, And raised the image here of Jesus'

power, To point the way of future pilgrimages. The only way to Life and Peace Internal! Way of the Holy Cross, though steep,

most sure ; Seek where thou wilt, none other so

secure, Leads to the untravelled realms of bliss

Supernal. *


Betokening gifts more real than appear; High thoughts, mysterious feelings, love

and fear, Of wondrous spiritual depth and fulness

bound me. Sudden, as sent from God, a mightier

token Than yet my marvelling spirit had

wrought upon ! The Sion adorable of His dear Son, On which He once was slain, His Body


Who dares to climb, though way-worn,

faint, and weary, Braced by Heaven's freshning gales,

gains strength anew, Sees sights to eyes below ne'er brought to

view, Peopling with glorious shapes plains

waste and dreary.

Blest be the hour which led my footsteps

thither, On that sweet festival of earth and sky! Chance thoughts, so sown, bear fruit in

destiny, For good or evil, which shall never


In the dim distance, by the old flood

riven, The purple hill rose, looming through the

mist, Which, gilded by the noonday, crowned

its crest With saint-like halo, blending earth and

heaven. And, like an Angel's cincture, white and

shining, A silver thread belting the upland's girth, Led, as by heavenward stair, from this

low earth, To brighter vales on the eastern side

declining. Here, ghostly pale, the mighty Cross sus

pended As 'twere mid air, backed by the hill's

bare side, Was graved by unknown hands in an

cient-tide, Where, circling round its base, the path


"Non est alia via ad vitam, et ad veram internam pacem, nisi via Sanctæ Crucis. Ambula ubi vis, quere quodcunque volueris, et non invenies altiorem viam infra nec securiorem viam infra, nisi viam Sanctæ Crucis." (De Imit. Christ, lib. ii., c. 12.) “There is no other way to life, and to true Internal Peace, but the way of the Holy Cross. Go where thou wilt, search what thou wilt, there is no loftier way above or safer way below, than the way of the Holy Cross.” (Imitation of Christ."

Thomas A. Kempis.

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