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"FAITH GARTNEY'S GIRLHOOD." marvellous erections. She delights in By Minnie S. Davis.

grace and beauty, and the crowning wish For a long period I have been hungry of her child heart is to have her shortfor a novel; not merely a good story, but cropped, red, curly hair permitted to a particular novel, the essence of which grow and wave over her shoulders in ringhas been distilled into my own soul through

lets. She sees happier children, and real experiences. I felt quite sure that catches glimpses of sunnier lives than somebody had written, or would write, hers, and cries, “Lor-a-me, sich lots of just the story I longed to read; and when good times in the world, and I aint in “Faith Gartney” came, I cried “ Eureka.”

'em!" It is not in any sense a sensation novel,

But at fifteen a better day dawns for nor is it one of those pre-eminently prac: leaves her cross mistress and the “ inev

her. She asserts her independence, and tical ones, so fashionable nowadays. is not speculative and philosophical like itable baby.” She finds a new home with the works of Holmes, nor mystical and a nice, prim maiden lady, in a dear, oldfantastic like Hawthorne. It is just this,

fashioned country-house. Here she sees a picture of real life idealized, or, perhaps plenty of good times, and is sometimes a better word, spiritualized. The people is Faith Gartney's aunt.

is in 'em.” Miss Henderson, the mistress, described are all genuine, yet not common

Glory half place, and we know and love them hence- worships Faith for her beauty and goodforth.

ness, and Faith learns to love the queer, Faith, the heroine, is pure, sensitive, good Glory, and lovely, - one of that type of maiden

Another fine character, drawn in strong hood so often painted in various lights lines, is Miss Sampson, a professional and shadows, by a crowd of word artists, nurse. "Somebody must eat drumsticks;” from the nesphyte to the master.

therefore she chooses them literally and She is nurtured like a garden flower in metaphorically, A short extract will an atmosphere of love and refinement. present her to the reader: One day, with other young people, she

“Miss Sampson was to her [Faith] like has her fortune told in play, and her or

a book to be read, whereof she turned acle makes a deep impression upon her but a leaf or so at a time, as she had mind. She cons it over and over until it accidental opportunity, yet whose every becomes the keynote of her thoughts. page rendered up a deep, strong, above She henceforth yearns for a mission, — for all, a most sound and healthy meaning. a high and holy work of love, and she turned over a leaf one day in this vaguely expects something to happen.

wise : The oracle is this :

"• Miss Sampson, how came you at first

to be a sick-nurse ?' “ Rouse to some high and holy work of love, “« I wanted the very toughest sort of a And thou an angel's happiness shalt know; Shalt bless the earth, while in the world above job to do. You wonder why I wasn't like The good begun by thee while here below most other young women, I suppose, Shall like a river run and broader flow.'

why I didn't get married, perhaps, and Things happen and changes come; still have folks of my own to take care of. she is never called upon to perform great Well, I didn't; and the Lord gave me a deeds or make mighty sacrifices. The pretty plain indication that he hadn't laid bud expands and blossoms in soft sunshine out that kind of a life for me. So then I

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tied down to a common, easy sort of life. with the poverty of life. In that whole I want something to fight and grapple assemblage - that great concourse that with, and I'm thankful there's been a way had thronged from cities and villages to opened for me to do good according to hear bis words upon the mountain side, my nature.

Somebody's got to was there, think you, one satisfied nature ? nurse small-pox and yellow fever and Friends, are ye satisfied ? raving-distracted people, and I know the “ Or does every life come to know at Lord made me fit to do just that very first or at last how something, - hope, work. There aint many that he does or a possibility, or the fulfilment of a purmake fit for it, but I'm one, and if I pose, — has got dropped out of it, or has shirked there'd be a stitch dropped.' even never entered, so that an emptiness

At length a new minister comes to offi- yawns, craving, therein, forever ? ciate in the small parish of K—, He “ This, this is the poverty of life. is about thirty years of age, richly gifted in These are the poor, to whom God's gosmind, and chastened and disciplined in pel was preached in Christ! And to these soul. We might search in vain to find denied and waiting ones the first word of his counterpart in real life, yet one feels Christ's preaching as I read them that his is a possible excellence, and is were spoken in blessing. Because, else- . glad to make his acquaintance. Indeed, where he blesses the meek, elsewhere and I never find fault with perfect characters, presently he tells us how the lowl: in

- their contemplation always does good; spirit shall inherit the earth; so, when I but if one must have every creation pure- open to this, his earliest uttered benedicly human to satisfy, let him ascribe, in tion on our race, I read it with an interhis imagination, a few petty foibles to the pretation that includes all humanity. model man or woman, too trifling for the Blessed in spirit are the poor; theirs is partial author to mention, and conscience the kingdom of heaven.

“Yours is the kingdom! Because the The author gives us a synopsis of one earth is so little, the world that lies in of Roger Armstrong's sermons. I should and about this visible that we call earth like to copy it entirely, but for want of becomes so much ! room can only give a few meagre ex- “ Count it an assurance of more vital tracts.

good when God denies you! All that in This sermon gives me a new insight in any life you know of or can imagine, that to the first beatitude. It always puzzled seems to you lovely, and to be longed for, me a little, and I never felt satisfied with is yours already in that very longing. any explanation I have heard or read. I You take its essence so into your souls. could not think it meant merely the tem- And you hold it as God's promise for the porally poor, nor could I believe it re- good time to come. So


have his seal ferred to those possessing humility and upon your foreheads. So he calls you, lowliness of spirit. I like Roger Arm- and shall lead you into the place he has strong's idea of it, and am quite ready prepared for you from the foundation of to accept it as correct. It is thus a bless the world. There is no joy, there is no ing for all hungering, thirsting, strug- beauty, there is no glory of living or actgling humanity. All, all are spiritually ing, no supreme moment you can picture in poor, whatever their earthly estate, what your dreams, that is not in your life, as ever their intellectual and moral powers; God sees it, stirring in the intuition you but there is the kingdom of heaven with have of it now, waiting for you in the gloits exhaustless treasures of good, the rious fulfilment that shall be there!” promised inheritance of each.

Two young hearts drink in that serHere are a few bits of the sermon :- mon as though it were a heavenly draught: •• Blessed are the poor in spirit ; for Faith and Glory. Faith believes it in theirs is the kingdom of Heaven.' Here- trusting joy and looks upon the minister in Christ spoke, not to a class only, but reverently and wistfully,—reverently, that to the world! A world of souls wrestling he is so wise and good; wistfully, that

she might learn more lessons from that to set her right. I cannot refrain from lofty soul.

giving a bit of a talk between her and “ Can it be true ?" thinks Glory; will Miss Sampson, the heroic nurse who al. she ever be in the kingdom? Oh, blessed ways chooses drumsticks. Here is a now promise! From that hour, her fancies view of matrimony for you: take a higher character. Glory's soul is " • Miss Sampson,' cried Aunt Faith, growing. Everybody thinks her to be a with all her old oddity and suddenness, good girl, but nobody guesses that the just tell this girl, if you know, what quiet, industrious Glory, amid her home kind of a commandment a woman breaks ly duties, lives most in an enchanted if she can't make up her mind to marry world of her own, which she rules ac- the first man that asks her! 'Taint in cording to her wild, untutored imagina- my decalogue !' tion, Faith has long been a fair saint " • I can't tell what commandment she shrined in some high niche in her heart's won't be likely to break, if she isn't prettemple, and now Roger Armstrong be- ty sure of her own mind before she does comes, as it were, a high priest there. marry!' said Miss Sampson, energetically.

Faith and the minister meet often. · Talk of making a man miserable! SupThey early recognize each other as kin- posing you do for a little while; 'twont dred spirits, and a beautiful, elevated last long! Right's right, and settles itfriendship grows up between them. self. Wrong never does. And there

Almost from childhood, Faith has been isn't a greater wrong than to marry the loved by a young man of wealth, high wrong man,

- to him, as well as to you. birth, and noble character. There is a And it won't end there, that's the worst tacit engagement between them; but now of it; there's more concerned than just when Paul speaks of marriage, she shrinks yourself and him, though you mayn't with pain. Why need there be a change ? know how, or who. It's an awful thing She prizes him as a friend, but can she to tangle up and disarrange the plans of be his wife? She wonders at herself, she Providence; and more of it's done, I chides her misgivings; she ought to be verily believe, in this matter of marrying, so happy, but is not.

than any other way. It's like mismating Poor Faithie, she cannot read her own anything else, - gloves or stockinys, heart! but the minister can interpret his, and wearing the wrong ones together. when he knows that Paul Rushleigh They don't fit, and more'n that it spoils claims Faith as a promised bride. He another pair. I believe, as true as I live, makes no sign, however, as in honor if the angels ever do cry over this miser bound.

able world, it's when they see the souls Faith grows pale and sad as her mis- they've paired off, all right, out of heaven, givings deepen. Paul is noble, and loves getting mixed up, and mismated, as they her so fondly; but she can never be his do down here! Why, it's fairly enough wife!

to account for all the sin and misery there At last, in a moment of mortal dan is in the world! If it wasn't for Adam ger, she can no longer mistake her heart. and Eve and Cain, I should think it did !' Her girlish affection for Paul has been « • But it's very hard,' said Faith, smil. superseded by a profound love for Roger ing, despite all her saddening thoughts, Armstrong! Then she tells Paul, and in at the characteristic harangue, ' always to

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whole six. And if things had got into I'd have a place in the country, and take such a snarl as that, eighteen hundred some orphan children to live with me, years ago,

how many people do you think, and I'd make a good time for 'em every by this time, are right enough in them- day.” selves to be right for anybody? I've Miss Henderson remembers these words, thought it all over many a time. I've and at her death leaves her house and had reasons of my own, and I've seen property to Glory's use as long as she will plenty of reasons as I've gone about the provide for and educate at least four orworld. And my conclusion is that matri- phan children. mony's come to be more of a discipline, Glory accepts the trust joyfully, yet now-a-days, than anything else!"» with characteristic humility, and at once

Of course, the way is now clear for the enters upon her work with loving ardor. minister to speak from his heart to Faith, The author gives us some charming scenes and they are betrothed. There is no dis- in the old farm-house of Glory and her trust, no shrinking, now, on the part of children. In the joy of her heart she the maiden, but she is so entirely happy said to Faith in her old childish phrase, that she trembles lest it be too great bliss Oh, Miss Faith, to think that there for earth. The description of their love, should be such good times, and I in their high communion of soul, is beauti- | 'em!” Dear heart! she was in the ful, indeed. And it is pleasant to reflect good times,' for she was making them for that, though there is a world of truth in her children every day. Miss Sampson's quaint harangue on mat- The story ends at the present time, and rimony, the union of such harmonious has a warm glow of patriotism at the spirits does exist, and heaven has its type climax; and through the whole book is on earth in happy homes.

breathed a pure and elevated religious

tone. “There's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told,

But I will give no further description. When two, that are linked in one heavenly I doubt not that in due time all my readtie,

peruse and enjoy as I have done With heart never changing, and brow never cold,

“Faith Gartney's Girlhood.” Love on through all ills, and love on till they die !

We have heard of men who could boast One hour of a passion so sacred is worth

Whole ages of heartless and wandering bliss; that they never had an hour's illness And oh ! if there be an elysium on earth, never owed a shilling in their lives. Let It is this, it is this !”

us not be thought so credulous as to beGlory, from her humble place, rejoices lieve that the world abounds in such peofor the sake of her dear friends; but ple. We hear of them with a like sense there is a strange pain at her heart. of curious wonder awakened by tidings of Alas, poor Glory, she will never marry! a spotted boy, a horned woman, the pig. Faith is wrapped in the warm, protecting faced lady, or any other human marvel folds of love, but she will ever be out in that nature in her sport or idleness deems the cold. Glory feels, but cannot com- good to send among us. The man who prehend the incongruity between her spir- has never known sickness has, we fear, a itual nature, so fine and yet so strong, very irreverent notion of the delicacy and and her uncultured intellect. Her mind subtlety of his anatomy, and may, peris too simple to fit her for the companion- haps, question the utility of hospitals. ship of such an one as she could honor The man who has never owed a shilling and love, and her soul too large to mate cannot have a just appreciation of the with a narrow and sordid heart.

horrors of debt, and may look on prison But at length Glory's inspiration gives walls with a deep and sweet conviction of her a beautiful work.

their social worth and excellence. These “Glory," said her mistress one day, people, however, are the precious babes “ if you were rich, what would you do ?” of fortune; dipped heels and all in the

“Do- do?” repeated the girl; “why, Styx, and powdered with gold.

ers will

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