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knoll. The wild flowers she so greatly loved, came thick upon her tomb; and a clustering woodbine made semblance to clasp a mossgrown stone, on which was rudely graven the name of


Here, when summer winds blew soft and warm, and the song of birds came wafted on the breeze, have I sat far on in the night, and heard, or fancied I heard, a voice — one, alas, for ever stilled — call “ Brother.” Then, through tears, have I gazed upon the stars, and knew that she was there. Wise and gentle Marion, fare thee well! Didst bloom and fade unseen ; but there are those who shall recal thee, while eyes can see, or hearts cherish fond remembrance.


Not far from our habitation was the abode of an extensive landed proprietor. I knew him not, for he never darkened our door ; but I had seen him roll past in his chariot, or ride on the highway. We could not well have less communion had we been inhabitants of different spheres. Indeed, beyond his own family, the protestant rector, his agent, and sometimes officers from the garrison, his associates were few.

The rector, a hired servant of Christ, had slight scope for his ministry. It was but seemly he should sometimes meet the parish priest, a worker, like himself, in the great field of human regeneration ; but it was far otherwise. I am not aware that they ever exchanged words. One would not descend, the other did not care to aspire ; so each, with mutual estrangement, trod the same well-beaten path to the tomb.

The children of the proprietor were rarely seen beyond the precincts, unless when, in a carriage, they accompanied their mother on visits to the distant gentry, or set off for their winter residence in the city. Happy smiling innocents, all unconscious of distinction between man and man! By and by, thought I, you will become staid, reserved ; and, it may be, look on God's creatures, breathing the same air, born in the same land, and bound for one common home beyond the grave, as beings of a different race.


AMONG the young people was one verging on manhood, in whom was well displayed the ingenuousness so desirable in youth. He rode, followed by a servant, oftener, however, alone, over the surrounding country. I sometimes met him with dog and gun in search of game. On these occasions he would step into the houses of the peasantry, ask for a draught of milk or water, chat with the inmates, play with the children, and depart as he came, with a laugh or a smile.

One day, it so fell out, I entered a cabin by the hill-side just as the young master left it, and took part in the following discourse.

“ And so, Michael, darling, you saw him ; he went out just as you came in.”

“ I saw him,” was the reply.

“ The Virgin be over us,” continued the woman, “and such a nice young boy!”

“What pity-heretic cub, spawn of Luther, already damned, or shortly to be,” growled the man. And here he crossed himself while the woman sighed.

“But you do not really think, do not mean to

say, that one after God's image, so young, so innocent, shall incur this fearful doom?"

“Come, now, Michael dear,” and the man smiled incredulously, “I suppose you do not know what is before him ?”

“ As Christian man, or rather boy then, I believe heart and soul, that it is the will and intent, as it is within the power, of Almighty God to save each wandering child of Adam whether he be of Rome or Geneva, or whether he be neither.”

The man gazed sullen, unconvinced ; but the woman again sighed, and invoked blessings on my head.

Shortly after I met the young master with rod and gun. “I am not much of a sportsman,” he said ; "and I dare say you know the haunts of the trout fully better than I do."

I could show him, I replied, “ still pools where they leaped after flies, shady banks which

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