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were not strietly his eharge; but he had assumed the eare of their training at his own request . The < boys, as yet, showed little interest in study, but j May beeame a wonder even to her instruetor. Her \ mother had been an orphan of a proud old family, { who had died away one by one, until she had seareely a near relative left . Colonel Haywood's family were in a distant part of the State, people of preeise j and formal fashion in the eireles of the eity, whieh j they rarely left exeept to go North for the summer, f or, attended by a train of servants, to the up-eountry! springs for a month or two. Colonel Haywood had offended them by marrying out of the family eirele S of eonneetion, though, fortunately, nothing eould be < said against the hirth of the lady. Her family was <J as aneient as their own, both traeing haek to eolo- < nial governors, and beyond them into the partial j obseurity of early English annals. There was a gray stone monument, in the magnolia walk, to this offieial aneestor, flanked on either side by a graeeful eypress-tree. May, with a sad look of veneration, always deelared that i.t spoiled her favorite flowerbed, and she wanted some popinaek-trees exaetly where the eypress grow. But the boys already regarded the politieal and soeial virtues of " Governor John Haywood," as set forth on this brown-stone tablet, as a part of their aneestral inheritanee.

But it was for these reasons that May had known so little of feminine influenee nnd example beyond Muumer Fanny's Indulgent teaehings. She eould neither sow nor write a respeetable hand. She had read or looked through half the books in her father's library, that eontained any inklings of romanee or legendary lore, and she eould manage her pony with the graeeful fearlessness of an Indian maiden, rather than the easy self-possession of an aeeomplished horsowoman. These were her only aeeomplishments; but she had health and vigor from this wild, lawless life, and an uupruned luxurianee of imagination and quiek sensihility.

At first, she was disposed to rebel against anything like restraint; but Philip held the reins lightly, and she sometimes even did not reeognize a guiding hand. Now the thirst for knowledge opened a deep, unfathomed well within her heart, of sympathy for all that was noble and true in life, and a wild amhition that belonged to the slumbering elements of her eharaeter. They were mueh together; for John and Edward were disposed to eonsider him only as their tutor, to be respeeted and obeyed, but not taken into their boyish eonfidenees. George S and Hamilton were ehildren merely. Even May < felt that they were no longer her equals. In their s morning lessons—for she no longer disearded the 5 Latin her brothers industriously pursued, but lis- s tened eagerly to all that Philip said—in their long \ rambles by the silent shores of the broad river, or j in the dim twilight of the thiek woods, she was 1 his eonstant, eheerful eompanion. He opened his I very heart to his ehild friend, for he was still young, j

and needed sympathy, and told her of his Northern home, and why he was obliged to abandon his profession beeause they were very poor, his rnother and sisters, and he was working now for thern, but still in tho hope of some day eompleting his studies and taking a useful position. He deseribed his mother — for May asked a thousand questions — a pale, quiet woman, who had suffered mueh, and who loved him tenderly; and his sisters, Mary, but two years younger than himself, who wrote him sueh long and affeetionate letters, and Annie, j ust May's own age, but far beyond her in all womanly ways.

"Just show me how to hem; eome, Lorry," May had said to her seamstress, the day after she found Annie Anson eould make sheets, and even helped on her brother's elothes.

The girl did not like to be interrupted in her laborious oeeupation, sitting on the floor and stringing beads for a neeklaee.

"Go long wid ye now, Miss May, don't ye see I'se been bein' berry busy. Whar for ye want to sow? 'Spee you make de niee work, any how."

"Come now, Lorry, and I '11 try to learn as quiek as possible; and I won't tear my dress again on the gin, or take my apron strings to pieee out my reins. Just show me a little."

So the good-tempered, but indolent maid gave the first lesson in her seamstress art, and May improved wonderfully upon them, and eonld soon set very no. i stitehes quite alone. Her first praetiee of this new womanly aeeomplishment was hemming a set of handkerehiefs, whieh she had eoaxed out of Maumer Fanny's store-room, for Mr. Anson; and these she left in his room, with a note, expressed simply enough, but in an awkward and most unseholarly hand, begging his aeeeptanee of them as her work. And then she waited with nervous impatienee until he had found them, and blushed with pleasure at his expressions of surprise and eommendation, more delighted than when he praised the eonstruetion of a diffieult problem, or the translation of her first ten lines of Virgil.

The four years that seemed so long to look forward to passed rapidly away. College duties summoned John and Edward from home, and a governess took the plaee of a tutor in Colonel Haywood's domestio arrangements. Philip parted with regret from his now manly pupils, who aeknowledged that they owed mueh besides mere sehool instruetion to him, and from May, as he had left his sister Mary, for there was the same similarity of taste nnd pursuits; though at fifteen there was mueh still wanting to make up a perfeet womanly eharaeter in the enthusiastie, impulsive girl. Colonel Haywood, ever kind and generous, was not wanting in gooii wishes, and Philip returned to his home feeling that he had not wasted the years of his seelusion.

This was the retrospeet that oeeupied his heart and mind, on his approaeh, after long absenee, to those familiar seenes. The long reaeh of lovely

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woodland ride was filled with pleasant reeolleetions of the time when he first eame there, a stranger, now a weleomed and invited friend. Here was the white, wooden bridge, with its rustie paling, where their herses always stopped to drink, and May, in an unguarded moment, had fonnd herself uneomfortably immersed in the glaneing waters, Frisk, meanwhile, leisurely surveying her through his shaggy mane. The woods were perfumed with the long wreaths of golden jasmine as then, the bright emerald leaves of the wild grapo-vines eireling among the fragrant blossoms. Cherokee roses bloomed in white and ereamy beauty in the hedge-rows, and even the gray moss seemed only a neutral tint neeessary in all this gush of brightness to temper the landseape. Philip drew off his travelling-eap, and hared his brow to the soft, delieious air. He rode joyously onward, longing to see them all onee more, every familiar objeet sending a thrill of pleasure to his heart .

Now the well-remembered avenne eame in sight, the giant oaks, their fantastie shapes throwing a mass of shadow on the turf beneath them, the moss sweeping down, and making a eool, gray tent, suggestive of twilight reverie or the morning's idle reading. Here, often he had seen Frisk trained to the wide eirele of shadow thrown by these densely woven branehes, and he glaneed up involuntarily, as if expeeting to see his little mistress and her gay steed eoming down to meet him. But the " boy" whe had been appropriated to his espeeial serviee was the only ereature in sight; and, now that Philip was diseovered, York moved towards him with nn alaerity entirely foreign to his nature.

"Bress my soul, massa! so you done eum nt las!" was the first greeting, as the good-natured faee shene a weleome with all its wealth of ivory. "Knowed ye jus' dis minute, 'eause you ain't been grow ole. I pertieipated 'twas you w'en I see de hnrs'; an' Miss May, she send de luh, an' hepe you berry well."

"Miss May! Are not the family at heme V

"Massa, ole massa gone to de eluh, Massa John an' he; Massa Edward gone for de fine eanter wid Miss Cnrline an' Miss Lizbeth. Miss May hab de misery in de head—'spee it am—anyhew, she nx to stay in de library an' read. She hab de great 'paeity, massa say."

Philip remembered York's delight in large words of old. It was his hahit to linger about the room at lessons, and astonish his fellow-servants with the phrases and terms he eontrived to remember.

So May was at heme, perhaps expeeting him; but whe were Miss " Car*line and Miss 'Liz'beth?"

There was some little ehange in the external appearanee of the mansion; no alterations—that would have been saerilege in the eyes of Colonel Haywood, but an air of renovation and general neatness foreign to it of old.

He saw her first in the hall, dusky with afternoon

j shadows, for she had seen him dismount, and eame

j ont to meet him. The elear, silvery tones of the

j voiee were the same, the light of the eyes unal

j tered, but the ehild was a tall, stately woman, whe

[ reeeived her father's guest with finished ease, as if

< she had been long aeeustomed to do the henors of \ the mansion.

j "My father left his eompliments for you, Mr.

< Anson," she said, as they entered the library together, " as I hade York tell you, and will be heme soon. My brothers are just returned from the North, and will be glad to weleome you again. I seareely knew them, they had improved so mueh. I hepe Hamilton and George will do equal eredit to

j yon. We are all happy to have yon with us onee

I more. It seems like old times to see you in the

i 'aesustomed plaee.'"

i But Philip did not think so. Then, when he

j elosed his book in sad or pleasant thenght, the ehild

! May would oome stealing to his side, with a eaross

5 ing hand upon his sheulder, and these large, eager

i eyes raised with inquiry. Now the beautiful wo

< man, beautiful most of all by her nohility of mani ner, sat there so ealm, so stately, and, be theught, i so eold. The formal inquiries for his journey, his 5 health, the news from the North, it was not what he j had expeeted; and his heart, that had leaped up so j joyously, sank down as theugh some leaden weight 5 were pressing on it. The very air seemed heavy,

and he was glad, for the first time in their inter

\ eourse, to hear the trnmp of herses announee the

j return of the equestrians, and the eonelusion of

| their tftt-A-titt.

\ Edward was, indeed, vastly improved, a frank,

i gentlemanly man, whe greeted him heartily; but

\ Miss Caroline, the aunt, whe now resided with them,

< and Miss Elizabeth Hamilton, a eousin, were eonj tent to return his salutation by a eold bow, as they t swept aeross the room, their hahits trailing after i them like the train of a royal robe. They evidently 5 wished to impress upon the new-eomer a sense of j their own unapproaehable dignity, and of his pro; per plaee as tutor, in the heuseheld. Colonel Hay\ wood's return was the first thing to break the unj eomfortable spoil. There was a real heartiness in 5 his greeting, and the thanks he had to offer for i Philip's eomplianee with his request that he would j return to take eharge of his younger ehildren, with J the assuranees of a generous remuneration, and a s weleome from all to his old heme. John's manner j was more restrained, but not the less gentlemanly; j and, when Philip had visited Maumer Fanny in her \ own qnarter, and reeeived the present of two newj laid eggs—a most emharrassing gift, he eould but i aeknowledge—in return for the handanas he had

< brought her, he began to think that Haywood might

< seem like heme to him, after all.

t In his old room again, with the well-remembered

J landseape flooded by the tranquil moonlight, the

i theught of May's greeting returned. But, after all, was it not right and natural? What else eould he have expeeted from the ehange in years and position?

The summer, with its ehange of residenee, was passed. Strange that death should lurk in the wreathings of those graeeful parasites, or be hidden in the splendor of those brave old woods! Haywood was deserted with the first tranquil summer day, and the first autumn night duly reealled the seattered family group. Philip and his young pupils did not aeeompany the Northern party; and the boys, who had not eeased to talk of "sister May's" exeellenees, were delighted at the prospeet of weleoming her home again. In his seeret heart, Philip had looked fofja renowal of something like the old intereourse; but the dignified Miss Caroline was ever at hand, and in the evening, or at their meals, onee so soeial, she took pains to direet the eonversation so that he had little part in it: to their relatives, whom Philip had never seen, people they had met in their late tour, the neighbors who had onee more ealled at Haywood, now that May had entered soeiety, and was known to be heiress, in her own right, to a large and unexpeetedly produetive property, Mrs. Haywood's dower.

To be sure, Colonel Haywood's manner plaeed him on a soeial equality in all their visits and visitill ga. He was always invited with them, though rarely aeeepting, and the boys were taught unhesitating obedienee to his eommands. But what availed all this, while John's haughtiness, and Miss Caroline's pomp, even May's reserve,

"Still suggested elear between them
The pale speetrum of the salt t"

Philip tried to struggle with this eold, unmanly feeling, but in vain. Colonel Haywood's kindness only marked all he shrank from more plainly, and Edward's good-natured frankness failed to win him. The boys beeame his eompanions more and more, or, mounting his horse, he would be absent for hours, now riding at a mad gallop through the silent forests, or, with reins laid upon the neek of the faithful steed, he wandered absorbed in thought, and only feeling the eool Oetober air playing upon his forehead. And this was the end of all his bright antieipations of a return to his old home! It was for this he had given up the eheerful soeiety of his own dear family; the gentle mother, so tenderly alive to every eloud that drifted aeross his path; Mary, now happily married, and the gay pranks of his little nephow, named for him, and who made them wonder how they had ever lived without the misehievous merrymaker; Annie, who had taken her sister's plaee as eorrespondent, adviser, and eomforter! This moody, restless spirit was foreign to his nature.

Day by day, the loveliness and harmony of May's eharaeter grow upon him. So deferential to her father and aunt, the latter often a trial both to tem

! per and spirits, the life of the household, and of the s neighborhood, yet still finding time to go on in the \ diffieult paths of study he had assisted to mark oat for her, and aeeomplished in the graees "whieh most adorn a woman."

How often he sat in the twilight in the little nook that had been her favorite reading-plaee when a ehild, shut by a fall of drapery from the prineipal drawing-room, and, with his faee eovered by his hands, listened to the thrilling mnsie of voiee and instrument whieh she poured forth, unaware that any listener shared in the enjoyment whieh musie and its eultivation had long given to her. Miss Caroline invariably went to sleep in her loungingehair, or on a sofa, after dinner; the eolonel sometimes walked up and down the room in the firelight, often busy with mournful thought, for the voiee was so like her mother's. Philip, not daring to intrude, listened in half sad, half hopeful reverie, sometimes melted almost to tears, and again roused to all that j was noble and brave by the ehanging strain. \ He watehed her from the dusky reeess, as she S sat absorbed in her own harmonies, the graee of \ the drooping figure, the elear, luminous eyes, half

< revealed. Then she would suddenly quit the keys, \ and lean over the instrument, as if absorbed in j dreams of her own ereation, or paeing, with mueh ( of her father's manner, through the room, the firej light glaneing upon her dress, or the softly handed i hair, or the white and rounded arm. And somei times she sighed, a long, quivering sigh, like a j ehild that has exhausted emotion in tears.

J It was a beautiful, but dangerous study. He i longed to road her heart as of old, the aims hidden i beneath her usual ealm exterior, the memory or tbe

> fear eehoed in those quivering sighs. Yet he know i this was n eonfidenee he had no right to ask. But j why? Had she not always been to him as a sister?

> She eame to him one day, as he sat reading alone S in the library. It was dull and rainy, one of those 5 days when visiting or outdoor exereise is impossi; ble, and the home eirele gather more elosely. A ! day of days to those who indulge in the luxury of a s now volume, or eloser study of aneient lore. No \ intruders from the soeial world; no idle, distraeting j gossip; no wooing sunshine falling upon the open j page. Only the obseured, but not melaneholy light; j the musie of the slowly pattering rain upon the

< window-ledge, or the branehes of the leafless trees; j the eheerful humming of the fire upon the hearth,

< inviting to its gentle eompanionship. Sueh a day was dreadful to Miss Caroline. No visitors, no

i rides, no anything, but that eternal and tiresome j knitting! May had this morning thoughtfully proj vided her with a now open-work stiteh, and had \ seen her eomfortably engrossed with its mysteries. j The boys had finished their tasks, the gentlemen j had ridden over to a parish meeting, and May had i dedieated the quiet thus insured to a long reviow of i a favorite author. She started to find the library already oeeupied, and turned, as if to leave it. Then eame haek, as Philip bowed and rose to leave her in possession, with something of her old manner, the reserve melting into one of her most open and winning smiles. He eould but think of the expression, half eoaxing, half assured, with whieh she had been wont to prefer her ehildish requests.

ILLUSTRIOUS WOMEN OF OUR TIME.

"If you will not think me too troublesome," she said, laying her hand on the volume she had eome in seareh of.

"Troublesome, Miss Haywood !"he eeheed. "Ah, no, you never were troublesome, even in your most misehievous moods."

It was the first time he had ever alluded to their old position of teaeher and pupil; but she was so like the ehild May just then.

"Never? You forget hew you used to seold me, or look at me, I mean—it was always worse than Maumer Fanny's seolding—for my sad, romping ways,'the torn froeks and aprons, the dog-eared books; and I'm sure you must remember hew I teaxed my brothers when they Were trying to study, and moeked the 'hie haeo hees Edward used to stumble in. I must have been a heuseheld torment," she added, still smiling.

Philip's reserve and moodiness for the moment melted at the remembranee of her misehievous gayety; its spirit, still lurking in that smile, exoreised all the hitterness of months.

"You were going to read ?" he said.

"A little. I find I am getting sadly behind. Truth is, I get little time, and I meet with many diffieulties whieh I have not patienee to eonquer. I sometimes have been tempted"

"Not to give up your studies, I hepe?" Philip spoke eagerly. He had often mentally attributed

mueh of the superiority of her eharaeter to this patient and well-direeted industry.

"No—yes, sometimes. But that was not what I meant just then. I was going to say—to beg you to take another pupil, or an old one in eharge again; but I have never had the eourage to ask it."

"Ah, have you? Will you allow me to offer any assistanee, any adviee? I have so mueh idle leisure; and it would earry me haek to these dear old days: not that I eould ever faney you a ehild again."

So the agreement was made, and onee more Philip direeted that quiek, grasping intelleet, and learned to wonder daily at its strength, and yet the true womanliness of its eharaeter, that eould turn from deep philosophy to the details of soeial life.

There was a new eharm for his existenee. He eeased to notioe John's hauteur, or he annoyed by Miss Caroline's marked dislike; nay, he even offered to assist her in sorting worsteds one evening, when the dim twilight mingled and eonfused eolors beyond her somewhat failing vision. Not that Miss Caroline ever paid any outward tribute to Time. Far from it . Her dress was quite as jnvenile as May's, and her double eye-glass was assumed, as she on this oeeasion assured Philip, only on aeeount of a most annoying near-sightedness.

Even York notieed the ehange in his mood, and told Lorry, now Miss May's own maid, "he 'speeted Massa Philip hab great fortune lef him, hab sueh fine spirits, and whistle w'en he eum in. Else de lady luh, orf to de Norf—hab de 'garotype on de table, wid do elegant eurls—gwine to hab him right away. Guess she hab a heap o' money herself." A pieee of speeulation whieh Lorry took eare to eommunieate to her mistress that very evening, with her own remarks and additions.

(To bo eoneluded.)

ILLUSTRIOUS WOMEN OF OUR TIME.

"It seems to me that we over-edueate the memory, while the temper and the feelings are negleeted: forgetting that the future will be governed mueh more by the affeetions than by the understanding."—L. E. L.

MRS. ELLIS.

It has been judieiously remarked that "if the possession of exeellent talents is not a eonelusive reason why they sheuld be improved, it at least amounts to a very strong presumption; and if it ean be shewn that women may be trained to reason and imagine as well as men, the strongest reasons are eertainly neeessary to shew us why we sheuld not avail ourselves of sueh rieh gifts of nature; and we have a right to eall for a elear statement of these perils whieh make it neeessary that sueh talents sheuld be totally extinguished, or at most, very partially drawn out. Nature makes to us rieh and magnifieent presents, and we say to her, 'You are too luxu

riant and munifieent, we must keep you nnder, and prune you. We have talents enough in the other half of the ereation, and if you will not stupefy and enfeeble the mind of women to our hands, we ourselves must expose them to a nareotio proeess, and edueate away that fatal redundanee with whieh the world is afflieted, and the order of sublunary things deranged.'"

Thus wrote one of the leading spirits of the age in the year 1810. At the present day he would not have to lament that the finest faeulties in the world have been eonfined to trifles utterly unworthy of their riehness and their strength: for the pursuit of knowledge has beeome the most interesting as it is the most innoeent oeeupations of the female sex; they have learned to feel that happiness is to be derived from the aequisition of knowledge as well as from the gratifieation of vanity. While this most important ehange has been thus progressing, we have solid reasons for judging that the important duties of life have not been negleeted, for at Home woman still reigns, and

As mother. daughter, wife,
Strews with fresh flowers the narrow way of life,

quite as effieiently and satisfaetorily as when her time was whelly devoted to the heuseheld gods. That "good mothers make good men," may still be aptly quoted in applieation to our fair eountrywomen; and the "Mothers of England," by Mrs. Ellis, one of a series of works on the subjeet of female duty, is a fair exemplifieation of the manner in whieh it frequently is, and wo trust ever will eontinue to be earried out .

In the eheiee of her subjeets, Mrs. Ellis has been duly aetuated by a feeling of their importanee as regards the eondition and happiness of women, and eonsequently has sometimes given offenee by reprohating too sharply the follies whieh are sanetioned by soeiety, and the peeuliarity in the present aspeet of soeial and domestie life whieh eommonly are expeeted to pass unobserved. On this subjeet she remarks: " If, in the performanee of this stern duty, I may at times have appeared unjust, or unsisterly, to the elass of readers whese attention I have been anxious to engage, they will surely havo been able to pereeive that it was from no want of sympathy with the weakness, the trials, the temptations to whieh woman is peeuliarly liable; but rather, sinee we ean least bear a fault in that whieh we most admire, from an extreme solieitude that woman sheuld fill, with advantage to others and enjoyment to herself, that high plaee in the ereation for whieh I believe her eharaeter was designed." We have many valuable dissertations upon female eharaeter as exhihited upon the broad seale of virtue, but, until this exeellent series of Mrs. Ellis's, none whieh eontained a direet definition of these minor parts of domestie and soeial intercourse whieh strengthen into hahit, and eonsequently form the hasis of moral eharaeter. She has penetrated into the familiar seenes of domestie life, and has thus endeavored to lay hare some of the causes whieh frequently lie hidden at the root of general eonduet. "I have eonfined my attention," she remarks, "to the eultivation of hahit —to the minor morals of domestie life, beeauso there are so many abler pens than mine employed in teaehing and enforeing the essential truths of religion, and there is an evident tendeney in soeiety to overlook these minor points, whilo it is impossible for them to be negleeted witheut serious injury to the Christian eharaeter."

The whele aim, in shert, of Mrs. Ellis, in her benevolent and moral exhertations to woman, is to

I eneourage her in beeoming what Wordsworth has so j happily deseribed—

A perfeet being, nobly planned,
To warn, to eounsel, and eommand'
I And yet a spirit still, and bright

With something of an angel's light."

J But whilo we entirely eoneur with Mrs. Ellis in

5 depreeating the over-edueation and the laborious

\ exereises to whieh youthful minds are sometimes

> subjeeted, and whieh too frequently overeloud the s spring-time of life, we eannot exaetly sympathize s with her in the disposition, from whieh she is not s free, to depreeate aeeomplishments, as if there was [ anything at varianee between them and pursuits of \ a more intelleetual nature; and she sometimes, too, [ seems to forget that a woman is no longer bound \ apprentiee to aeeomplishments only; that her un\ derstanding is not now eonfined "to hang upon } walls or vibrate on strings," but has beeome the first ) spring and ornament of soeiety, for it is euriehed

> with attainments upon whieh alone sueh power and

> influenee depend. And in saying this, we do not ! depreeiate the aeeomplishments whieh lend so many i eharms to soeial intereourse; so far from it, we wish s to eonvey the faet that praetieal good sense, with

seienee and aeeomplishments, are therougbly eom\ patible.

\ It was in 1833 that Miss Sarah Stiekney (the

< maiden name of Mrs. Ellis) first appeared before ! the publie in a literary eareer in whieh she has been i so eminently sueeessful, and her three series of } "Pietures of Private Life" soon beeame as popular I as they have ever sinee eontinued to be. Her mode I of eomhining pure lessons of morality and manners

with the amusement and interest of fietional nar\ rative has been sueeessfully followed up by, among others, "Family Seerets, or How to Make Home Happy," and "Soeial Distinetions, or Hearts and Homes." A residenee of fifteen months on the Continent has enabled us to profit by a very amusing and well-written little book, entitled "Summer and < Winter in the Pyrenees," and the sensible remarks { on travelling with whieh it eoneludes eannot too j strongly be impressed on all these seekers of exeitef ment whe think that ehange of plaee and seene will j infallibly stimulate listlessness or remove diseontent. I In her own ease she eompletely verified the truth ; of her motto : "I know of no pleasure that will eom

> pare with going abroad, exeepting Ono—returning I heme."

\ In 1845, Mrs. Ellis brought out the "Young I Ladies' Reader." The remarks whieh it eontains i on the art of reading well are sound, judieious, and \ usefully direeted, and entirely do we agree with her

< opinion that reading aloud ought to form a part of an i aeeomplished edueation, partieularly in regard to | females. "If in our ideas of the fine arts," remarks \ the authered, "we inelude all these embellishments * of eivilized life whieh eomhine in a high degree the

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