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And gold and costlie jewells deck
strove to read, and watched earnestly over my Her round white arms and snowy neck, And pride and joy are in her eye,
wayward heart; when it became her own, she And mortalls bowed as she passed bye.
perhaps shrank from the difficulty of what was
then self-knowledge. Another came; o'er her milde face
At all events, she gradually estranged herself A pensive shade was stealing, Yet there no grief of earth we trace,
from an intimacy which to me seemed as necesBut that deep holie feeling,
sary as the air I breathed. When I was in her That mourns the harte should ever strayc company, she no longer extended to me the timid From the pure fount of truth awaye,
but affectionate confidence that I had shared so And hope and faith were in her eye,
long. Ensconced behind her embroidery frame, And angells bowed as she passed bye.
or apparently studying some gloomy volume of ZILLAH and Phæbe Demiroy were just emerg-Genevese binding, she only spoke to me from ing from woman's brief childhood at the time time to time as to a mere visitor, and then reof which I speak. They had slept in the same lapsed into silence. The sole indemnification, if cradle, been lulled to sleep by the same songs, I can call it so, that I received for this sad change played the same plays under the shadow of the was, that it seemed to be accompanied by a sense same old trees, yet were they different as night of self-sacrifice. Calm and motionless as she sat, from morning. Every hour in developing the my eager eye could detect the throbbing of her features of the mind and body, rendered the in-heart when I approached her, and when some creasing contrast between them more striking. chance expression or sudden exclamation induced Zillah had all the deep and solemn beauty of the her for a moment to raise her eyes, their glorious former;
Phæbe all the hopeful bloom and joyous light was often half quenched in tears. brightness of the latter. My brother and I had I was no sentimentalist then, whatever I may grown up in almost daily intercourse with these be now. If anything of that nature is discoverfair girls. Without lingering on our childhood's able in my story, it has been acquired in scenes experiences, I shall only say that when our ripen- where most men lose any that they once posing years gave form and strength to our passions, sessed; in wars and trials, and suffering and sorwe loved our young companions with an entire rows, that have inspired me with some doubt as affection. If I dare speak for them, I should say to what is truly real or ideal this world of that they then felt almost as much for us. They strange illusions. I was no sentimentalist at all had found in us, in our anxious services, in our events, at the time I write of, but a downright, proud protection, all the requirements of bro- willful, impetuous boy, to whom it seemed that thers; and we were indebted to them for the all things must perforce yield, as my horses and social refinement and instinct of courtesy that even my schoolfellows had done; nay, even the usually sisters alone can teach, or unconsciously stormy sea that foamed along our iron-bound inspire. The progress of my affection would be coast had failed to conquer me, and in more than as difficult to trace as the ripening of the bud one stout struggle for my life had been compelled through blossom and flower to the tempting to bear me safely to the shore. With my boyish fruit. But ever, as that fruit became more ex- love had grown up a fierce ambition to win a quisitely desirable, it seemed also to become name and fame by any means, that could render more distant and unattainable: it is the nature of me worthy of her, a girl of sixteen, before whom enthusiastic youth to stand in awe of imaginary her aspiring knight now stood shame-faced, and difficulties, while those that are real, it proudly embarrassed by her embarrassment. tramples under foot and scorns. Thus there was
Each time that I left Zillah’s presence, I renothing in my position with respect to Zillah, but solved to ask for an explanation the next time Zillah's self, that was likely to prove an obstacle that she was alone; but that was seldom now. to my highest hopes, and I no more doubted her I did not indeed feel restraint from the presence love than I did mine own.
of Hugo and Phæbe, who were generally seated Nevertheless, there was something in her look together in some deep. set window niche; and and manner that struck me-almost with awe. there the merry maiden would sometimes be Even in childhood, her aspect had always worn won to momentary silence by some of his strange a certain mournful expression that seemed to stories;, or the sound of his voice would be plead for sympathy for her imaginary sorrow. broken into fragments by her laughter; or some As she grew older, whether some real sorrow, or poem, as rapidly as uttered, would be travestied the mystic and religious studies to which she by her in whose praises it had been carefully was then devoted, had increased her melancholy, composed. But such company as these happy she became daily more thoughtful and retired, creatures afforded seemed no longer to suffice to and even Phæbe complained that she was Zillah. If her mother was not present, either changed. I often then wished that I could have her Ladyship's chaplain, or the dark-browed assumed Hugo's pensive and imaginative charac- Puritan, who filled the same (honorary) office ter, as being more consonant to hers, But perhaps for Sir Janus—was surely there. Sometimes, I was mistaken. When the merry and bright- however, I must confess that one or all of these minded Phæbe gave that preference to my were sufficiently distant to afford a temporary thoughtful and poetical brother, which her more privacy; but then Zillah's quick perception animaginative sister gave to me, perhaps each ticipated my intention, and by some quiet but found a truer sympathy than the superficial eye ingenious words, and still more by a look of irreof strangers could detect.
sistible appeal, she would again defeat my boyish I was full of faults and errors, which an im- resolution. petuous character and too unrestrained an educa One pure taste of happiness in her love I extion had made rampant over some honest but perienced, and that was about a year before, my humble qualities of good. Zillah seemed to feel story formally opens. We had merged so imperthat she had a mission to convert and ennoble ceptibly from childhood into youth, that no remy rugged nature, and in our early years she striction upon our intimacy had even suggested
itself. Our leisure hours were still passed toge-| feel hers beating wildly, and she scarcely strove ther; and, hawking or hunting, or strolling by to free herself from my ecstatic embrace; then the sea-shore, the delicate but noble form of Zil- she shrank back, and I leaped on board the boat, lah could seldom be seen unattended by a tall, nerved with supernatural strength, and shoved strong, active stripling, whose earnest eyes away. Away! among the breakers, and the watched every glance of hers, whose eager ears little craft raised its bows to meet and mount an! drank in the sound of every word she uttered. overwhelming wave; with a strong sweep of Yes! those were supremely happy days, in the oars I urged her over, or rather through the which I wandered by my Zillah's side, brighten-curling surge, and shot down the slope of waters ed with the glorious dawn of youth, and love, and beyond; the next wave nearly turned the boat
1 hope; and listened with smiling incredulity to over, and the third fairly swamped her. her grave warnings, that this was a world of trial, I was defeated in my hopes of reaching the : not of indulgence or reward.
wreck, but I saw near me a young figure striking “And if storms should close over the summer out bravely, though evidently failing fast—another of our life,” I said to her one evening, as we languid struggle, and he sank, swept beneath the wandered by the sea-shore, "they will but en- horrible waves by the under-tow. I plunged noble and dignify our career, when bravely borne. from the light I scarce hoped to see again, and One short hour ago, yon sea was calm as thy caught the now lifeless form; then rose upon a heart, shining and azure as thine eyes; now that breaking wave, and struck out desperately for the sudden gale has changed it into a passion of the shore. Again, and again, I was dragged foam and purple, it is grander and more glorious, back by the resistless force of the surf, and if less lovely than before.”
almost drowned by the boiling spray; but the “And behold the consequence !" cried Zillah, thought that Zillah was looking on, that Zillah clasping her hands in dread, but still clinging to was there to welcome me, nerved me for every her argument.
fresh attempt—and at length I conquered-one As she spoke, I saw a tall ship unmanageably long, sweeping wave bore me onward on its flying before the wind, her torn sails streamed crest, and then dashed me with my prize upon wildly in the blast;, and then, soon after she the beach. Stunned by the shock, I could yet became visible above the waves, she struck upon feel dragged backward by the returning stream the sands. The wind, blowing right on shore as I lost all power to resist it. But Hugo, though brought to our ears the hoarse commands of the he could not swim, rushed into the water, and stout captain, the shrieks of women, the confused seized me; I was saved, and my prize, in whose and struggling sounds of hardy men struggling hair my grasp had fastened with drowning tenafor their lives. Two boats were hastily lowered, city, was also rescued from destruction. filled with living beings, and almost instantly By this time numbers of people had arrived overwhelmed. Still the waves ran higher, and from the village; they did what they could to be seemed more ravenous for their prey as the of service to the crew of the lost ship; but their good ship stood at bay, and bravely, for awhile, care was vain. For hours and days corpse after resisted every wave. At length there was a corpse continued to be washed upon the coast, momentary lull
, and then a wilder gush of wind but mine was the only stranger saved alive. and waters. The sea foamed high over the tall Meanwhile, I had'lain with my unconscious spars, and as it swept along left not a trace be- head on Zillah’s knee, while she chafed my hind it.
temples with her delicate hands; the first conWhen the ship first burst on our view so sud- sciousness of returning life I felt was that of her denly, I stood riveted by surprise, and still more soft warm tears upon my cheek. I would not | by the pressure of Zilláh's hand upon my arm. waken from that happy trance, until I saw poor
But I soon flung off my cloak, and rushed to a Hugo's face bent over mine in agonized suspense, small boat that lay sheltered in a creek of calm and then I started up, and in a few minutes was water within the promontory. Hugo then came myself again. But Zillah and Phæbe (who was up and eagerly assisted me, but I would not per- there too) were hastened away by fears of alarmmit him to venture with me into such a surf; ing the castle, for it was now late; as Zillah brave as a lion in all other circumstances, he had turned away, her parting glance stirred my heart always a horror of the sea, and had never learned with the almost only proud pleasure it was to swim; it was my favorite recreation, and the destined to receive. waves had been my choice playmates almost Although much bruised, the poor fellow I had from infancy. By the time we had got the boat dragged ashore was little injured, and after a ready, pieces of the ship and more than one life- night's rest was able to render an account of himless and mangled form had been dashed in upon self. He was an orphan, he believed; born, as the shore adjoining to where the little boat still well as he knew, in Ireland; of his parents he lay, scarcely rocked by the eddy of the waters knew almost nothing, but he maintained that his that raged so fiercely a few yards off. As I was father had been some Irish king. He himself about to leap from the shore, Zillah, for a mo- had been lost or stolen when an infant, and ment; held me back, but quickly recovering brought up by pirates, whose vessel some years herself, exclaimed,
after had been captured by a royal frigate. The “Then go! you would never forgive me if I pirates had been all hanged or transported to the stayed you. May He the rest of her voice settlements, and Bryan, as my protégé called was drowned by the wind that now roared wild- himself
, had been adopted by the captain of the the waves foamed high and redly in the sun's ship that took the pirates. He had followed his last rays, and a ghastly and bruised body came new friend ashore, been educated as one of his rolling into the calm water as if to rest—"I may family, and, with the exception of an Irish accent soon lie like that!" was a thought that rushed and style of expression, he might at this time through my mind, and through Zillah's too, I have passed for a most intelligent English schoolthought, for as I pressed her to my heart, I could boy. His friend, the captain, dying, he was cast
upon the world, and had entered the ill-fated ship / return, Hugo begged hard to have his little playas a passenger, to work his way from Hull to the fellow to take with him. I have already noticed new settlements in America. For the first day the delight he took in the company of this child, they had had fine weather; the next, while run- who returned all his affection in his own silent ing along the coast, under a press of sail, they little way, and now eagerly extended his arms had been overtaken by the sudden storm, capsized, to be taken up. My mother reluctantly assented driven ashore, and Bryan remained the only sur- to Hugo's wish, and he bore off his prize in trivivor out of a crew of twenty sailors, besides umph, entertaining him with snatches of old many passengers.
songs, to which his charge kept time with his For the first few days after his deliverance, the hands, and uttered every now and then shrill poor boy seemed appalled and saddened by the musical cries of pleasure. scenes he had witnessed, but his buoyant spirit So we went buoyantly along. For the soon rose above all care, and when he found him- twentieth time I was determined to have an self installed as my page, his delight knew no explanation with Zillah, which, when I re. bounds, and he swore by some comical oath that called all the scenes of our sweet childhood, I " the storm was one of the best friends he had." could not doubt would prove all that I desired. From that time forward he was the most faithful I was on the point of leaving her and home; follower that ever served for gratitude. What- but youthful hope and aspiration made the prosever were my pursuits, he adapted himself to pect of a new career delightful, and bore me forthem with wonderful versatility, and on the ward to the hope of a happy meeting soon. Even mountain, by the stream, in the hall, or by the if I had been inclined to despondency, however, the covert, he was ever at my side, with a watchful- merry laughter of the child, and Hugo's exuberant ness that nothing could escape, and an activity spirit would have forced me to be cheerful. that no exertion could fatigue.
There was no happier brotherhood in merry And meanwhile where was Zillah? The day England on that fine morning. after the shipwreck she had left the Castle to As we passed the stepping-stones, Hugo visit Colonel Hutchinson's family in Notting- walked some paces on the dry sands to collect hamshire, and I soon afterward went to London shells for his little playfellow, and I believe he on business of my father's. For some reason, he would have stayed there, but for my eagerness never went thither himself. When I returned to reach the castle. At length I persuaded him home, Zillah was also returned to the castle, but to leave the shore, and we reached our destination her absence had wrought in her a further change. without any incident. She had become more thoughtful than ever, and We found Zillah and Phæbe in the library, whether it was some maidenly fancy of having alone ; but for the Puritan, who was occupied shown too deep an interest in my escape, or that in a corner with a book. We were welcomed some other subject occupied her thoughts, I know eagerly by Phæbe, and kindly, but calmly, by not. She had been always unlike other girls of her sister. They had seen us from the window her age :-was that provoking, yet interesting crossing over the sands, and Phæbe took her originality to increase with her years !
young lover to task for having lingered by the way. Hugo pleaded the child's pleasure as his excuse, and as its soft little fingers were now
twined in her long ringlets, and its little rosy lips CHAPTER IV.
were eloquent with its own inarticulate language, its plea as well as Hugo's was allowed.
And now," Methought the billows spoke and told me of it;
," said the latter, “I must not stay. The winds did sing it to me.
I have promised my mother to restore her treaSHAKSPEARE. sure within an hour, and she is coming down to
the sands to meet us; so good bye !" One memorable day—the last of my bright, I scarcely observed his departure. I was abjoyous, thoughtless youth-I went with Hugo to sorbed in watching Zillah, who sat at her emthe castle to take my leave, previous to an broidery frame more pale than ever, and, if posabsence of some months; the next morning I sįble, more silent. I have but a confused idea of was to return to the University. A bright and what passed; I moved about the room irresobeautiful day it was. Autumnal tints were lutely. I approached her several times, and as already scattered among the woods on the often retreated. I asked Phæbe some question, promontory. The river sparkled brightly among and, without waiting for her answer, proposed the the green meadows, and the sands, left naked by same question to her sister. She replied without the tide, shone like embossed gold. Owing to raising her eyes from her work, and I almost felt the steepness of the valley that divides our a sensation of anger and impatience toward her. grounds from those of the castle, the easiest way I was resolved to take advantage of the tempoto the latter lay along the sands, over which a rary strength of mind that feeling gave, and I dry passage was afforded by a long line of massive approached to take my leave. Her hand trembled stepping-stones, through which the river flowed. I believe, for part of the embroidery frame, at This passage was only interrupted at high tide, which she was working, fell to the ground; in but that tide came in so suddenly (as at the endeavoring to pick it up, our hands met; it was neighboring “Wash” of Lincoln) that no human the first time for months. That soft, warm touch step could evade it if once overtaken. There in a moment dissolved the spell that bound me. was, however, but little use made of the passage, I grasped her hand passionately, and, in a tone and its danger was only traditionary; the last that sounded strange to my own ears, exclaimed : accident having happened a long while ago. “ Zillah, for once and forever tell me The
Thither we now bent our steps. My mother fall of a ponderous volume, and a step close beand her little child had accompanied'us as far as hind her, made the trembling girl start from her her strength permitted, and when she left us to chair and look round. The Puritan chaplain
turned at the same moment, as if to apologize for ble, and the most distinguishing features of his his inadvertence; but, as he stooped to pick up face. I can only describe them as being lurid, his accursed book, I thought I read an expression a strange mixture of gloom and fire that defied of stern but momentary reproof in his dark every attempt to detect their color. and fiery eyes. Zillah, however, took no notice, All these observations I made afterward ; for or seemed to take none, of him, or of the circum- the moment, I only darted on my disturber an stance that had caused his interruption. She rose indignant glance, which produced no more effect from her chair, asked me some commonplace than lightning upon ice. Some words, very difquestion about the time of my departure, wished ferent from a benediction, had almost escaped me, me kindly farewell, and glided from the room. but they were checked, half uttered, by the
I was left alone with the Puritan, who ap- meekness of the man, and by my consciousness peared so absorbed in the examination of the of his inability to resent them. I turned on my book-shelf, that not a symptom of any other heel, and moved toward Phæbe, who had thought was visible on his pale, impassive coun- retired to another window from that at which tenance. I had never seen one of his class so Hugo left her. near before, and I now gazed upon him with a There,” she exclaimed, with pouting lips, mixture of curiosity, jealousy, and indignation." there is that ungentle brother, so hasty to be He had been one of those churchmen who gone from here; and he no sooner reached the preached against the Church, at least, against sands than he sat down to play with that little what Archbishop Laud conceived to be the true darling child that he loves a thousand times better church doctrines. He had been expelled from than he does me--after all !" his living on this account, and forbidden to preach “Nay,” said I, “my sweet Phæbe, you know in England under heavy penalties. Sir Janus, how prone he is to self-sacrifice, and it was only therefore, had offered him an asylum, moved to to keep his word with my poor mother that he that act of generosity, not only by observing that tore himself away; he was to await her at the popular feeling was much excited in the schis- shore. Would that I had only such cause of matic's favor, but in consonance with his own new complaint against ~ I was interrupted by a reforming arrangements. His high-church chap- fearful cry from the Puritan. lain required some equipoise, and Hezekiah “God of my fathers—the tide !” he exclaimed, Doom was installed in the office of French pre- as he sprang out of the window upon the lawn, ceptor to the young ladies of Castle Bifrons. For and darted away toward the fatal passage with this office, a long residence at Geneva had quali- lightning speed. fied the divine, and the rarity of his accomplish What was his speed to mine, when I beheld ment accounted for the conduct of Sir Janus in the fearful sight that had so moved him! The the eyes of most royalists.
tide was pouring in breast high, and had already Not so, however, in the eyes of Mistress filled both channels on either side of the bank Phæbe: she hated or adored every living crea- where Hugo had been lying in fatal security; the ture that came within the ken of her ardent spirit, sea was perfectly, awfully calm-only a slight with a sincerity very trying to her parent. Phæbe foam crested the oncoming and gigantic wave held the King in enthusiastic reverence, and pro- that had not time to fall, so swiftly was it rushportionably detested the Puritans, and every man, ing. For a moment I saw my loved brother or measure, that was opposed to the royal will start to his feet; he held the child high in air The Rev. Mr. Doom was her especial object of with one hand, and with the other he seemed indislike; not only because he was in her eyes a stinctively to try to stem the tide. Fearful picdownright rebel, and little better than a heretic, ture of weakness against omnipotence ! it lasted but because he was a sort of rival to her dear old but one second : then, the high wave rolled on, chaplain, who had christened and catechized, and left behind it a calm, deep silvery channel, comforted, and counseled her in all the little sor- beneath whose unbroken surface my brothers lay rows and difficulties that her young life had whelmed. A spasm of pain for an instant prosever known. Hugo, of course, had been inocu- trated my strength, but its revulsion swelled my lated with Phæbe's
distaste for the Puritan teacher heart with the strength and daring of a thousand and had pictured him, in his imagination, as a men. Bounding away over turf and fence and mixture of Calvinist, Jesuit, and devil. crays, I felt as if borne through the air; it was
The little that I had heard of the divine was, but a quarter of a mile to what was now the sea, accordingly, not much to his advantage, but I and in less time than it takes to tell it, I had was forced to confess that his appearance im- plunged beneath the surface. My strength and pressed me favorably, even at the moment of my powers seemed multiplied supernaturally, I shot angry disappointment. If his frame wanted through the waters by mere volition, and my eyes elasticity, it was nobly formed, and the energy detected every object on the sands. But once I that ought to have animated it seemed not dead, raised my head, to measure the distance from the but dormant: the stoop so habitual to students shore, and then again diving, I beheld a sight that diminished his apparent hight, yet he bore him- will never, never leave my memory. self bravely, as one who had 'resisted and dared Hugo's body lay stretched among some rocks, much, and would have done so even at the half mantled with sea-weed, from which his arms martyr's stake. His dress was of the sternest emerged, stretched toward the child that seemed simplicity, and suited well with the ascetic char- just torn from his grasp : its poor little body lay, acter of his countenance : the blackness of his as if softly sleeping, upon the smooth yellow long, lank hair made that of his coat look faded, sands, its little hands extended toward the bright and gave strong effect to the marble whiteness of world above, from which it had been snatched his high forehead. His other features were well so suddenly. For a moment I hovered in sus. formed and attractive, notwithstanding their pense over those two forms, and then in pity to severity; but his eyes were peculiarly remarka- poor Hugo, judging for him by myself, I first
caught the child in my arms, rose to the sur-his tread-all were gone. His form was bent face, and struck out for the shore with desperate under the weight of grief; his voice had lost its energy.
cheerful music, and sounded hollow when he " If the child be dead," I thought, “ of what spoke. He seemed to wish only for solitude, good will Hugo's life be to him !" I reached the and would sit for hours in his lonely chamber, land, there were already people there--my mother gazing, with strange fascination, on the fatal sea. too, but she had fainted.
My poor father was still more changed, but “He may live yet, my blessed baby !” ex- he strove bravely against despondency. He claimed the poor child's nurse, as I placed his thought it unmanly to yield beneath the pressure little body in her arms.
of his calamity; he even bore himself with a sad I waited for no more. 6 Thank God!" I cheerfulness, especially in Hugo's presence, and shouted wildly, as again I plunged into the a stranger might have supposed that he scarcely sea, and struck out for Hugo's cold resting- missed the wife of his bosom-the child of his place; but I was too late. My hope had been old age. anticipated : the Puritan, though outstripped, This did not last long, however; his affections had followed me closely, even when I dived, and were stronger than his pride or his philosophy, was already bearing my brother's body to the and he began to give way under his trial at the shore.
time when we almost hoped he would have I will not linger on the moments of agonizing begun to recover from its effects. The winter's suspense that passed, while people strove to re- chill fell heavily on his weakened frame, and he suscitate the two rescued forms. I will not at- was soon confined altogether to his room; not tempt to describe my feelings, as I saw a faint ailing, or at least not complaining, but unnerved, streak of color dawn momentarily into the child's and unhappy, as he was wont to say, in his usewhite cheek, then vanish—and forever. lessness. The daily progress of public events
I will not dwell upon the recovery of Hugo, so were also such as to increase his despondency. long protracted, so mournful. It takes but a few The Jong hoped-for parliament had met, and at sad words to tell that the child was soon joined once assumed an attitude hostile to the King; too in death by his broken-hearted mother: when hostile, in my father's opinion, though their
sense wrapt in her cold arms, within the self-same of public grievances, as they were called, was shroud, the happy infant was laid beside her in scarcely more acute or indignant than his own.
In one important aspect he widely differed from the prevailing party: his reverence for the person and the office of the King was inviolable.
But before I enter into the stirring scenes that CHAPTER V.
so soon followed the dissolution of the Short Par
liament, I must return to the young inmates of I shall grieve down this blow.
the castle, on whom our calamity had fallen with
little less severity than on ourselves. Sir Janus Learn, good soul,
and his wife were kind rather than otherwise, To think our former state a happy dream, From which awakened, the truth of what we are
and sympathized, after their fashion, with our Shows us but this : I am sworn, sister, sweet.
sorrow. At the same hour precisely, every day, SHAKSPEARE. their messenger arrived," with their service, and
to know how it fared with all at the Manor;" Our house of mourning was fearfully changed and once a fortnight, a great coach, drawn by from the aspect in which it had lately presented four stout horses, dragged her ladyship to our itself. Hugo, so long its life and spirit, now lay door to make the same inquiries in person. But languishing in dangerous illness. I too had suf- she was a notable housewife, and seldom stirred fered severely from my excitement on the first from home, where the buttery and various storeday of our sorrow, and been sick almost to death. rooms, and every department within and without I believe it was fever that so prostrated me, and the castle found her in constant occupation. Sir for many days shrouded me from misery in in- Janus had been attending parliament, the Puritan sensibility. My father was left alone to wander divine had disappeared two days after his importfrom one sick-bed to another, a mere ghost of his ant and brave service to us, and the young ladies former self, through the silent scenes of his de- were left almost entirely to themselves and the parted happiness. When, at length, Hugo and I old chaplain. But for a long time I had seen were pronounced out of danger and permitted nothing of them. to meet once more, we seemed to awaken to There is something in sorrow which sublimes another state of being. We had left a world of our feelings; crushing all the petty interests and happiness and hope : we revived to one of vain fancies that occupy our lighter moments, misery.
and concentrating our thoughts upon their higher There is no use in dwelling upon sorrows that aims. Our duties stand out in bold and promif none can paint, none can comprehend but those inent relief, as our rootless joys are withered who have experienced them. These last need from among them; even love, if it be but a no reminding of the change that comes over us as fancy, shares that fate; but if a passion, it grows regards all heaven and earth to the bereaved strong, and flourishes in the absence or the
“The soul refuses comfort, which silence of all others; at least I found it so. To indeed is but a mockery when our whole life Zillah alone my thoughts ever wandered from seems darkened—when our sorrow seems pre- my desolate home, and found refuge, comfort, cious to us and we clasp it to our hearts, as the counsel
, in her imaginary presence. Her image war-horse presses on the spear that pierced hina. had ever been blended with all my prospects and
Hugo rose from his bed of sickness a mere ambition, and it now became identified with the shadow of his former self. The fire from his sorrow in which they were all absorbed. In eye, the color from his cheek, the elasticity of brighter days she had appeared to me as the