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same seat I used then to occupy, alone Tompkins, — may their successors worin the vast audience-room, and thought thily fill their vacant places; for such men and thought till my brain whirled and can ill be spared ! my heart was heavy. I remembered the But the New England tour was over first time I ever attended service there, all too soon; for we were reluctantly — a wife, but with only a girl's experi- obliged to abandon the journey into Conence of life and the great world. Then, necticut, my own sight constantly failing, no baby form had ever nestled in my and my sister's neuralgic affections rearms; now, a daughter's child sits on my turning with great violence. So we went knees, and yet it is less than a score of back to Albany, and for two weeks were years. Dear me! how fast we do grow completely prostrated. Then, as by a old! and as we grow, how fast the sorrows miracle, health and strength returned, come, and how like angels' visits are the and with the steady pulse, our eyesight,

in a measure. Oh, the joy of our crav. I called on old friends, too, and refresh- ing soul when the doctor said, “ Now you ed the tender memories of earlier years, may read a little every day.” A little ! when they were in life's prime, and I as ah, I made that little very big some days! a child came unto them. God bless those I have never had any patience with the Boston friends, all, all! In every sor- animadversions of some critics on the row, they have been steadfast and true, merits of “ Hannah Thurston ; " for that giving, not only the sweet sympathy of was the first volume I read after my blindtears and loving words, but that “mate-ness, and it fascinated me almost as much rial aid ” which feeds and clothes. I can- as it did the “Lizzie" of our household; not bear to think that many of them are and I felt when I closed it like doing as so near life's closing scene; that, in all she said she did, — hugging it to her heart probability, when next I visit them, I shall and screaming in very ecstasy. The visfeel no earnest hand, shall see no pleasant ion of Hannah on her couch, so pale and smile, shall hear no kindly words, but re- weak, and yet so happy, with her newceive only that mute greeting which the born baby on her arm, and her husband white stones of Mount Auburn give to leaning over her, has come to me again the weeping pilgrim. But although they and again in my lonely yearnings; and I may, ay, must, pass away, our memories have said to myself, • The love of a true of their pure and hallowed lives will nev- and noble man, the love of dear, sweet er, never fade. There are some names in children, can the heart of a woman that School Street Church to which the ask for more ?Does it not atone for all flight of time will yearly, add fresh lau- the honors which an appreciative nation, rels, and I esteem it a high honor that or enthusiastic audience, can shower upon such noble men and such true women the out-door heroine ? Glory be unto the have called me friend.

woman who can go out into the highways Yes, those two weeks were pleasant of life and worthily fill the places of the ones; and yet, sometimes, my eyes would other sex! I would not take a jot or titfill with tears and my voice falter and tle from her fair fame; but for myself, my heart grow heavy. There were va- perhaps it is weak in me to say so; but I cant places in Corphill, vacant to me, confess to a clinging nature, I would though all filled up: for this busy rather be the happy wife and mother,

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and plenty within, encircled and sheltered would come back. Yes, I remembered by the love of a true and noble man. all the story of the winter, and I thankWould it not be a heaven upon earth ? ed God for the blessings left me, and It looks so to me! Alas! that I am not prayed that he would give me strength strong-minded, strong-handed, and elo- for the future that looked so dreary. quently voiced, since that heaven is not Then, for the last time, I leaned from the for me! Alas! that my soul is not girt pleasant window, and, listening to the with mail, since it must do battle all its watchman's cry, “ All's well,” said cheerdays!

ily, " I will hope a little longer; perhaps But I must return to my text; and yet it may yet be ail well with me.” all these things and a thousand others were thought of, as I sat there in the solemn silence, and quivered over

· IF I WAKE NO MORE. to-come.” I put them by after a while, as

By Mrs. Helen Rich. I do now, and went on retracing the story What if I pass like a vision away, – of my visit. I remembered the exciting

Dreamily sink to a dreainless sleep? days passed in the Army Relief Bazaar, What if they seek me when blushes day, that wondrous building that grew up Seek and not find, - would they tremble and as in a night; the eight hundred gas

weep? burners flashing out lustrous light from eleven in the morning till the city bells Ah! would they, smoothing and twining my tolled midnight; the fancifully-decked

hair, booths, where every nationality was so Folding the hands o'er the poor little heart, finely represented; the curiosity shop, Mourn for the lost, if not stately and fair ? with its wonders from every storied spot ; Sigh from the form of the loving to part ? the trophy booth, where relics of our earliest national history were clustered un

Naming her graces, and breathing so low, der flags from a hundred battle-fields,

Fearing the angels might, listening, hear, smoked, tattered, bullet-pierced flags;

Failings and errors and follies you know,

Blotting the record with Charity's tear? and last, but not least, the thousands who thronged the aisles in one continuous Tenderly dwelling on all that was sweet ? stream. It did me good to go there. It

Kindly forgetting the shadows that lay quickened my faith in the divinity of the Hiding the roses that sprung where her feet human heart. What was all this for ?

Led to the broad and the radiant way? To bring money or fame to the hard workers ? -- and oh, those women and young Kneeling to kiss, with a tremulous touch, girls did work! Nay, nay! but to carry

Lips oh, so meek, in the presence of those comfort to our soldiers ! Oh, sometimes, Pitying, hoping, and loving so much, when I read of Southern atrocities, I Smiling to rest in eternal repose ? think the world has degenerated, and its men and women are all devils; and then,

Beautiful, beautiful, sleeping, to win again, when I read and see and hear of who would not seek blise immortal within,

Treasures of love from the hearts we adore. what the Sanitary Commissions are doing and have done, I think it is regenerated,

Than shiver with cold by the pearl-crested

door? and its men and women angels.

Brasher Falls, N. Y., June 18, 1864. I remembered, too, long and pleasant rides and walks in and about the city of


Connis aluno createst when blend. By Mrs. L. J. B. Case.

He was


my ears, • You are going a dark and fear

ful way!' I could bear it no longer, A TALE OF THE NORTHMEN.

and heard your footsteps, and so I came

here." It was the latter part of spring, in the

Why do

you think so sadly of Heryear 1002. A vessel was ploughing along iulfsness, Therida? Do you regret the love the New England shore, and as the wa- you gave the wanderer, and the vows we ters swept languidly the sides of the rude pledged, while the wind was filling our ship, it seemed to keep time to their un- sails ?dulating motion.

“ Never, Thorwald, for one moment ; The night was calm and clear. The yet I am sometimes sad, without knowing crew were asleep below, all but one, who exactly why. Brynhilda laughs at my kept watch on the deck. He was a man superstitious fancies, as she calls them, of stout frame, with a head a phrenolo- and says she would have been a more fitgist might envy, as it combined just those ting bride for you. Nay, Thorwald; do proportions of development which unite not think I regret our union. I am only indomitable strength with great elevation saddened by my dream. I will stay here and refinement of character. He gazed a little while with you, and forget it; will ahead in search of land; but his eye, you let me ?” wearied of the restless waste before him, “ Ay, dearest, but wrap this mantle soon wandered to the constellation Bootes. round you,” taking one from his shoul. It seemed fallen from its proud height in ders and throwing it over her delicate the heavens, now that it shone beneath form. “ The night is much warmer than the unfamiliar latitude of a more south- our spring nights; but there may be more ern sky, and stranger stars were gleaming of disease in the air.” in the opposite hemisphere.

They sat down together on the projectthoughtful. He rose and paced the deck ing timbers. Therida still pursued the in his excitement. His eye flashed, as melancholy train of her thoughts. he pushed back the luxuriant hair uncov. “ I shall join with Brynhilda to help ered from the heat, with the feelings that you away with these fancies, if they last swayed his spirit. The future rose be much longer. Besides, Therida, I shall fore him, beautiful in the colorings of his grow jealous, and think you are tired of imagination, and he felt powerful to per- me; do you not know I shall ?” form the high deeds he meditated.

“Never think that, Thorwald, whatever “ How now, Therida ? why are you else. Our hearts are one; ours shall be not asleep, dearest ? ”

one home, one grave. Now I will have A light, graceful, female figure emerg. done with these sad things, and listen to ed from below, sprung forward and grasped you." the arm of the mariner.

That is right, Therida. I have sto“What is the matter, love ?” he asked ries of another cast for your ear, — ay, and again, in those tones so full of melody, your approval, too, or they would not be the outgushing of the fountains of the so pleasant to me.” heart.

The smile came to the lip of Therida, "Oh, Thorwald, I have had a dream, and her eyes forgot their tears, as she lisand such a dream! We were standing, tened to the plans of her high-souled and you and I, on the brink of a grave. It | ambitious husband. He spuke of soon was not at Heriulfsness, nor yet any place reaching a beautiful land. He would I have seen; but the air was soft and there plant a colony that should receive fragrant, and vines were clambering over the unfortunate and oppressed from all the trees; and while we stood there, a lands. He would found a mighty nation hand invisible seemed to force us into it, that should grow and prosper until it beuntil, just as we were falling, I awoke. came the admiration of the world. He Then sad thoughts of home came over me, would hold the reins of government; but and the words of old Gudruna rung in he would govern in accordance with the


bid that away

- dear, gen

Think you

laws of God. He would curb the refrac. have strong force of will; but I am differtory and lead the erring into the right ent. Thorwald, remember you have your and encourage the penitent, He would own love-dream. Can

you establish learning, and build up the wor- at pleasure ? ” ship of the only true God, as taught in

" I would not bid it away, the revelation of Jesus Christ; and fu- tle Therida! - for it is happiness; but, tare times should remember with pride Eric, if it should become a torment and the days of Thorwald.

a shame, I could cast it from me without The hours wore away, and thus dis- a regret. Therida loves me. cussing the future, they did not deem how I would love her, all good and kind as rapidly, until another joined them from she is, if she did not? Life has other below.

interests than love, if we will but open “ Therida, dearest, your sad fancies our eyes to see them; and when that beare all gone : now go and sleep; for it comes a dead weight on our energies, it will soon be morning."

is time it were removed. Try once more, The new-comer was a man shorter and Eric. Love is too proud to stay long slighter than Thorwald, yet of firmly-knit uninvited. Try a little longer; nothing proportions. His head, which was cov- like perseverance. It is success.” ered only by smooth, light-brown hair, “ It may be with you, Thorwald; do was finely shaped, yet indicating more of not press me on that point. Heaven conrefined sensibility than of those sterner stituted you for vigorous action, and me traits that come in to form the most per- for feeling. It may be unmanly and fest model of manly excellence. He was weak; but if I have been made melanone to be loved calmly, gently, with a choly dreamer, I must still dream on, for brotherly affection; but he was not one to aught I can see.” enchain the lofty spirit of a high-minded Thorwald looked at his pale features. female, to go in the van of conquest, or

“ Well, Eric, this blood of the Skalds found an imperishable renown.

is a bad material to help adventurers on "What is the matter with you, Eric, their way, whether in love or on the seas. my brother? Have you, too, had bad A stout heart and strong resolution go dreams?” said Thorwald.

further than sighs and musing. It should Erie was not his brother, though he have been your fortune to love one as lored him, and often called him by the gentle and kind as Therida, and sing soft term. It now jarred unpleasantly on his lays in the summer evenings at our own

Heriulfsness, and read wise books by the "No," said he, “not bad dreams, ex- / winter fireside, instead of tossing on these eept waking ones; but I could not sleep, seas for the sake of a proud girl!” and thought I would relieve you. If you A sound caught the ear of Thorwald will not let me do that, I will stay and of billows breaking on the shore. Land look at the skies.”

was near. ".ly, and think on Brynhilda, the cold The first faint beams in the east told and haughty Brynhilda, who would not that day was also at hand. Slowly, but love a moment's sleep if you were to jump delightfully to the eyes of the adventurinto the sea for her! Fie, Eric, fie; ers, they increased, till the east was blazwake up from this foolish love-dream; ing with these heralds of the sun. Every drive it away, and be a man!

motion of the vessel brought nearer the Easier said than done, Thorwald !” shore so long expected. It seemed like a * Not so, Eric; you make no effort. living thing, proud of its office, and imYou should have more self-respect than patient to reach that unknown land. to love where it is unreturned. Make All hands were soon stirring on deck. De vigorous call upon your pride, and They approached an island, and they depend upon it, your love will be gone knew it to be that one first discovered by Even before you are aware of it.” Leif, in his voyage. Sailing westward, " You might do it, Thorwald; for you through the strait that cleft it from the


mainland, they came where a river poured thought often of her friends at Heriulfsitself into the sea, and the dwellings of ness; but Love and Hope are mighty Leifsbuthir rose upon their view.* magicians, and soon scatter the clouds

Wineland! Wineland the good !” from the mind; and she trained the vines shouted the deep voices of the crew. All around her door, and taught the prettiest was life and merriment and hope. and sweetest of the wild-flowers to blos

Before night the little colony had es- som there; and in the tall maples that tablished themselves in the vacant dwell- shaded it were congregated the choicest ings left by their predecessors ; and the of the woodland orchestra. True, she ring of the axes of the Northmen once missed the brilliant aurora of the north more resounded in the pathless woods, in the winter nights, and the moon had a while the cheerful voices of women and more languid light than when shining children from the dwellings spoke the joy over the larches and dwarf pines at Herof the immigrants at finding a home. iulfsness; but the winters were less cold

To the eyes of these children of a and long, and the flowers came forth earfrozen climate, the new region was the lier, and Thorwald was near; that made land of paradise. Vines were climbing perpetual springtime in her heart. the trees so abundantly that it justi- Time wore on.

It was the beginning fied Leif in calling the country “ Wine- of autumn. The grapes peeped in rich land.Flowers they had never seen be- clusters from among the veiling leaves; fore sprung up beneath their footsteps; the beautiful tinge of decay was on the deer roamed freely in the woods; and maple leaf; and the soft air was full of birds of new and more beautiful plumage pleasing melancholy, like the memories of sung in the stately forests that fringed the departed love. It was the hour of sunbank of the river. The air was full of setting. A maiden and a youth stood in fragrance, and even on the grass there a little grove that coquettishly played was a sweet, delicious dew, that reminded with the stream, now throwing down and them of the manna of old. They thought now withdrawing its graceful shadows. they had found the land of rest; and long She was taller and more queenlike in her before the chant of the Pilgrim Fathers air than Therida ; but she had the same started the wild bird on the shores of the proportion of curls, of that most beautiPilgrim bay, the grateful hymns of the tiful color, light, golden brown, and someNorthmen pealed along the magnificent thing of the same cast of features, though aisles of that primeval cathedral, and the the gentleness of Therida was lost in her lonely forests were vocal with the worship sterner aspect. Still she was very beauof the one true God.

a fitting companion for the seaIn one of the most comfortable tene- kings of old, or the Odins, whose heroic ments of Leifsbuthir, Thorwald had fixed deeds caused them to be received after the home of himself and Therida. It death as the gods of her Scandinavian was near the river, where the wild rose forefathers. She was no love for the genand the meek sweetbrier, beautiful as a tle and imaginative Eric; yet there he chastened spirit, leaned over the mirror was, pleading his unsuccessful suit. Poor ing water, and the extremest edge of the youth! he had been tempted, by time and bank was of a velvet verdure, till it dip- opportunity, to the commission of even a ped into the placid stream. Was it not greater folly than loving Brynhilda, — Elysium to the eyes of young love ? that of trying to overcome the indifferTherida was gay once more. She had ence of her heart by laying bare the lacerforgotten the sad omens of the past. She ated and quivering fibres of his own.

But his error brought its own punish* Leifsbuthir, or Leif's booths, the dwellings ment; for Brynhilda turned haughtily constructed and left by Leif, who was probably the first discoverer of that portion of the New away, and left him in the midst of one World now known as Massachusetts and Rhode of his most impassioned appeals. Island. The date of his voyage is assigned to A. D. 1000,- two years previous to the voyage

Eric gazed after her a moment, then of Thorwald.

passed away in a different direction, with


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