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Charlottetown," Prince Edward Island, Saturday, January 21, 1854;“

Established .1823.

New Series. No. 105.

A Fern Leaves from Fsiiny’s Portfolio.

_ iuiar LII. N W A ‘.1 Po ,takebackthcss tterwcr. fl;"PQfi:'n,e.WrlhIl&,,y they are undeserved by me. 590. mp g s nails not beneath yours; my check it snches not. eiand before you at this moment, with eve vow I made u at the almi: unbroken in letter and s[:il'it." Ind 95° row closer to him, and laid her delicate hand upon his ¢,Pe , iii thou lit." "'?l‘..‘1"I:’.!'.'.'“...L‘..'l.f.°;'a‘.‘-'."'°."°u..i 1? .:.'.°..:*....., 5...... himself he had read truth and honour in the depths of the clear blue eyes that looked so unllinchingly into hisown. For a moment their expression overcame hlm_: then, dasliing aside the slender fin re that rested upon him: 11° l9“ 5°’ with a muttered os . _ m Inc had the misfortune to very pretty. IMP 0 still greater misfortune to marry a jealous husband. _ osl ' nick and ready wit, and great conversation oderate share of rsonal charms would

E'v'e°:,ad.e lie‘: slhlciety eagerly sou t for. ed! to the defect alluded to studicuely to

As soon as her eyes were open in her husband's character, she set herself _ _ avoid the shoals and quickeands that lay in the matrimonial sea. One by one, she qu_ietly dropped the acquaintance of

ntleineu who, lkom their attractiveness or preference for gr society, eeeiued obnoxious to Percy. _ - '

Mary was no uette. Nature had given her I heel‘! . and, superior as e e was to her husband, she really loved h' To most women his exacting. unressonableaess would only have stimulated to a finished isplsy of coquctry: but Mary, gentle and yielding, made no show of opposition to the moat absurd requirements. But all these sacrifices had been unavailing to ropitsate the fiend of jealousy : and there she eat, an hour a r her husband had left her, with her hands pressed tightly together, lo and tcarless, striv- in in vain toreoall any cause ofo n_ce.

uf ‘fur ho“; paged by, and. still he came not. The heav tramp of feet had long _sinee beneath the windI)w—-the pulse of the great city was still—-silence and darkness brooded over its slumber-ing thousands. Mary could endure it no longer. Rising, and putting aside the curtain. she or face close against the window-pane, as if her straining eye could pierce the gloom of midnight. Shehearsaste !itiehis! _ .

Troubling, s e sank u n the sofa to await his coming, and nerve herself to bear is bitter harshness.

Pg;-oy cans gsily up to her and kissed her forehead! Mary passed her band over her eyes and looked at him again ! No! he was not exhilarated with wine. What could have caused this sudden revulsion of feeling! Single-hearted and sincere herself. she never dreamed of treachery.

“ Perc regrets hie injustice,” she said to herself. “ Men are rare y magnunimous enough toown they have in the wrong; " and, with the generosity of I noble IMO". the

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The followin da Perc ro sed their ta 'ng “ a short trip into a neighbouidng toivii’ ; ’P°snd_ Mlryi lo Illollvince him how truly she forgave him, readily comp 1 . t was a lovely day in s ring, and the_ fresh air and sweet-scented blossoms might ave senta thrill cfplessure to sadder hearts than theirs. “ Whats ret ce!" said Mar . What a spacious house, and ow tiastepwfully the gronn s are laid out! Do

stop here!” she continued, as her husband reined the I33» into the avenue. "

“ A few moment_s—I have business here, replied Percy, slightly averting hi_s face; “ and you had better alight too, for the horse is r_estive and ma trouble you.”

_ sprang lightly f'l'0l:° t evehiele pod‘ :hs_ce‘i,idedbthe capacious stone steps. y were me a a cor ya respectable grey-haired porter, who ushered them intoa rece' room. Very soon, a little, sallow-f man, bearing a strong resemblance to s with orsflllfiu made his appearance, and casting a glance upon Ma? from his lit e twinkling black eyes, that made the bloc mount to her cheeks, made an apology for withdrawing her hus- band tbr a few minutes, “on businem," to ' '

an adjoining rooui.

As they left, a respectable middle-egg woman entered, and invited Mary to take cl‘ her list. declined, saying, " she was to leave with her husband in a few minutes. ’

The old woman then jluglsd a small ball, and another matron ente . g _

" Better not use force,” said she, in a whisper. H Poor tliiag! So pretty, too! She don't look as hongb she’d wear a ‘ shaigkt jacket.’ ”

The tru _ upon Mary at once ! She was in s luna- tic hospital! Faint with terror, she demanded to see her

d aseur them was

1, , tly sane; to all of which they smi quietly. with an air that said, “ We are used to such th' here.”

By-and-by. the little wlssn-faced doctor came in, and, lie ' to ha’ sloquenta lwlth an abehscted air, as ttsd child‘, he examined

one wou d tolerate the.prat of a her pulse,a motion the at nts to “ wait u her to her room." Exhausted with the tumult of f g she had through, she followed without a show of resist- ance; but who describe the death-chill that struck to her hsartssshe entered it! There was a bed of snowy white-

nose, a table, a chair, all seru ulonsly neat and clean; but the breath of the sweet-seen blomome mine in through a grated window l

Some relksehuisut was brought her, of which she refused toparhka. She could not even wssp; he s sssmed turned to stone. She could hear the maniaclaughter of her fellow-prisoners; she could see some of the most harmless

npin gloom Ila through the grounds, withtheir watchfu .body- .

Poor Mar ! She Mt a stifled, choking sensation in her throat,asi thealr she breathed were ison; and,with her nervous, eadhble tam out knows the chance she stood to become what W-reall thought her. To all her eager inquiries, she recs ved on y evasive answers, or elss the subject was skilfully and suinmaril dismissed, to

aka as she had no Ltereet. Iiltie her pulse, and " hoped she was iufisvhg-; or, if is won't, it wsshh interest to issues ll tothsts§st,awl‘stl " esaipeivy" wasvstood as “eusifl ad lqlurleusteliepatlen ." Andes‘, do after ea.‘ an nigk‘t, drugged ?owly.slong. mi Percy, meanaemoarevsngslsslrlnvaeu - Ingkblms," ill to t shes he sulelsady

sh:y“t‘o wsssuat her lzcmfeiunut while: '“&C 0 FRPOIU. ' of weary came to bar rsflef. " into me, please, will you !" said Iary to theunrss,as tursgkereligektethe pillow. like atlrsdehild. "I

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Yes, Dame Ursula, but it is the ‘- sleep" from which only the trump of the arehan lshall wake her. Mury‘s secret died wit her, and the roman: that is busy or.

A TALK ABOUT BABIES. Baby-curse en narrow side-wulksare awful horse!

Au they! Suppose‘ on and a certain psir_of blue e_y_eI. that you would give ha f your patrlmony‘to win. were joint proprietors of that baby! I sliouldn’t near you and call it a “ nuisance." bachelors to turn up their single-blessed. noses at dimplcd Cupids; but just wait till their time comes! them, the minute their name is written “_Pa ," pull u their dickies, and strut of down street as if t e Common- wealih Owtlld themia nsion! Vgohenhtheybzgter Itiheetiilgpg, see t eir o marr rtner— w om ies av since oca_sed_to a novpealty—lii.ugh in his sleeve at the new. fledged dignity with_wliich that baby sadvent is announced. Ilow perfectly astonished they fee that they should have been so infatuated as not to perceive that a man is a perfect cipher till he is at the head of a family! frequent! one may see them now looking in at the shop IlIId0W|. W“ intense interest, at little hats, coral and and baby-

jum rs ! How they love to couie home to di and press that little velvet check to their business f Was ever any music half so sweet to their car as its ll ped “ P8-

h, how closely and imperceptibly, one by one, that t winds its tendrils round the parent stem ! ow ver its cradle when the cheek flushes. hed ; and how wide, and deep, and ir happy homes, its little grave would

$79 lilsle anxicuel they and the ip is fe long a shadow, ' 0‘ f

t . ldy dear sir, depend u n it, one's own baby is never a “ nuisance.” love here ds its birth !

nLsiii’s rinse rnisn.

Fivs heippy years had Elsie Lee slept on her husband's bosom. a se prophets were they who shook their heads at her bridal, and ssi she would i-ue the day she weddpd Harry Deg‘: tllpit he was “ unsteady, Ihlllplllllae I‘l’l‘d tfltikl? d I d

‘ 't tr st sai, I-elh eve nnhilsep'pilm‘befor:‘e'lie lllizi h.im; Iayut the bright vision that had bewildered him was far he end the seas; she mi ht never cross his path again. Be tliat sp it may, Elsie was not the woman to cloud the sunshine of the resent by dim forebodings, or question the past history of a cart now

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"This; vizreuuot rich; but li he hearts seldom kce com- pany with heavy colfers; and sie‘s _fairy hand he made their small house betterworth the seeing than many agor-

drawing-room with its ll iolstsry sbow._ And for sculpture, she could show you a mic diniplcd fairy, whose “°.'i.°i'.' -'2°.‘§‘.'..17l.'..'.‘i"€'.I‘l¥..l’i3.“i.‘.Z‘;".°.l.'i.".2' .'1I.'i'iZ"..!"2:‘...'ii’2’..'i° in I . Yes, with Harry by her side. and her babe upon her knee, Elsie defied the world. Kin and queens might lor_d it where ‘tllgcy liked—lier reign was a lute in her own little king-

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“ So you are married and settled since I went abroad,” said Vincent to Harry; " linvc a nice little wife, so I hear; ' sown all your wild oats,’ and made up your mind to be virtuous. Now, I slian’t come to witness your felicity, for two . Firstl , ifyour wife isn't pretty, I don't want to see her. I think it every ugl wcman‘s pious duty to make awe with herself! Secon ly, if she is handsome,I should ma e love to her, spite fate or you ; for I'm neither a ‘non-resistant’ nor a ‘ perfectionist,’ as you very well know. And, thirdly, to sum up all I have to say, your old idea , ss ——, return in the steamer with me, ovely as a Peri. She inquired about you ; and if your little wife will allow you," and a slight sneer curled his be me lip, “ I'd advise you to call on her. But prcnsz gards, Harry! I defy any man to withstand her witehery. I’m an old eta r myse f, ut she plays the very mischief with my petri heart for all that. ’

“ If his little wife would let him !” It rang in Harry's ‘or all the we. home. Vincent thought him already in lead- -ing-strings. hat would never do ! and so be persuaded iimself this was the reason he intended calling on the fair ldarion, just to show Vincent how angelic Elsie was,and how far above such a tt feeling as jealousy. And then his uua ' tiou w or back to lg-gone days, when a radiant smi e of .\.lai-iou's, is flower she worn in her bair,a touch of her small hand, was worth all the mines of Peru to him.

“ Pshuw! how foolish; andl a married man!" and‘ he stepped ofi‘ briskly, as if in that way he could rid himself of sue

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foolish thoughts.

ise met him at the door, fresh and sweet as a daisy. ‘

" You are not well, Harry,” she said, as she marked his heightened colour; “ you've been annoyed with business.“

‘ Not a bit,” said be, putting her on the cheek, and toss- ing up his child. “ Not a bit; and now let's have dinner, for I've a business engagement at four."

How absent lie was! how abstracted! he seemed to eat just for the form of the thing, although she had been all the morning pre rin his favourite dish. " Never mind," mid the ii e litte wife to herself; “ he has some busio uses perpfixity that he is too thoughtful to annoy me with ;" and s e passed her hand caresslngly over his forehead, as if to assure him silently of her sympathy.

" Elsie,” said he, with a sli ht heart-twin , " you have heard me e of Marion Rut veu! Viucen says she has returned w th him in the steamer; and as she is a stranger in the city, I feel as if! must call on her. She leaves soon for her brother's house in New York."

Elsle’e heart tlirobbed quickly, but she bent her graceful head vs closely over the little frock she was embro deriug so that I arry could not see the expression of her face, an said, in her usual tone, " Don't apoligise to me, dear Har- ry, luou wish to go.”

" ke yourself, dear Elsie !” said he, kissing her cheek. And in half an hour afterwards he emerged from his dress- isgroem, where he ‘had reads himself very unnecessarily handsome, by a most careful tel .

fleie co him en his appearance, and vs him her usual warm-lisareed trim ass e left; and arry mid to himself, as he went down its street, " How glad I am‘ she is not jealous! Seine worsen would have s qu ts a scene." heed Harry! look back‘ into that little room. ‘lie lkoek fhl from her flag’, and tears are falling hstupoalt. Nowsliepacssthe ..What! she‘ ose

ryl 0h,uo, no. but the bright, dsseling aricnl

ted so hed,so fascinating. If Barr e old pen- . s eh) oppose only a sweet, elilldrsli tee, and a everypulsatioa was leve-olove Mr him who

lied won it. Oh, wliydid shesverco-shack! Bush a

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at the heart of Percy, is known only to his I you

ing, he was quite convinced that he could repeat his call without giving his little wife a single heart-pang. cor little proud Elsie !—he didn't know how you longed to throw r arms about his neck, and soy, " Oh never look on thoeewbright eyes again, dear liarry! do mine—minc 0, he didn’t know that! The spell had begun to work —-lie was blinded ! Elsie hoped the fair enchautress would soon leave; but it was not so, and Harry became more abstracted every day, although his manner still continued kind as usual.

Ellie's heart could not be deceived. It was not “ busi- ness" that kept him so ollcn from his hearthstone. No, she had twice, thrice, heard him murmur the bri ht stranger's name in his dreams. But no word fell from or lips to re- mind hlm of all this heart-wandering. She was more stu- dious tban ever for his comfort. She never upbraided, never uestioncd. He went and came as he liked. Still it was to ing fast, this secret sorrow, upon the patient little

' There was a pallor on her check that told its own pltcry. or would have done so to eyes less blinded than

nrry‘s.

Our sorrows are so lightened by symrpathy; but the grief that may not be spoken—the weight 0 trouble that slender shoulders must bend under alone—whc shall know save those who have borne it!

Elsie was alone in her dressing-room, where she had sat for hours, motionless. A sudden thought seemed to inspire her. She started up, bathed her le face, smoothed her sunny ringlets, and arrayed hersel with more than usual care

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“ That will be better,” she murmured to herself, as she passed through the busy street to lady Marion's dwelling.

“ I do not recollect,’ said Marion, wit ful cour- tesy, and blushing slightly, as Elsie enter

‘- I am a stranger to you,” mid Elsie, lvery voice tremqlcus with a itation ; and, as her eye glanced over Marion's full, rou figure, with its quecnly grace of motion, and noted her large bright eyes, and raven hair, and snowy shoulders. she marvelled not at the spell! " I am ll-.irr Lee-‘e wife,” said Elsie. “ 0 Lady Marion ! ofall the hearts your beauty wins, only one I claim ! For God‘s ea c, 0 not wrest it from me! Earth would be so dark to me with- out my husbaud’s love!" and her tears fell fest upon the fsfr stranger's liaud.

“ As God is my witness, never !” said the im ulsive woman, touched with her sweet confidence. “ I wil never pee him again ;” and she drew her to her side with a sister’:

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“ God bless you !” said the happy Elsie. " And you will kecpm secret!"

“ Elsie’ ‘tis ver odd you were never the least bit ' alone of my old friend Marion," said Barry, a few do e a r the above occurrence. “ Very shabby of her, don tyou think so, to leave town without even saying good-bye to me! N‘ ivnporle; my little wife is worth a dozen of her ;" and Harry kissed her cheek fondly.

\. A NIGHT-WATCH WITH A DEAD INFANT.

Moorest thou thy bark so soon, little vo ger! Through these infant e es, with a prophet‘: vision, sawcst thou life's great battle: ld, swarmin with fierce combatants! Fell upon thy timid ear the sr-off din of its angry strife! Droo thy head wearily on the bosom of the sinless, fear- ful o earth-taint! Fluttered thy wings in tiently against the bars of thy prison-house, sweet bird of guradiecl

God speed th flight! Iflo_ iinerring sportsman shall have

wcr torufilc t y s read pinions, or maiui thy eoarin wing.

o sheltering nest ad earth for thee, where the chi I wind of sorrow might not blow ! No rdcn of Eden, where the ser nt lay not coiled beneath t e flowers! A o “ Tree of Li e,” whose branches might have sheltered thee for aye!

Warm lbll the sunlight on thy grassy pillow. sweet human blossom ! Softly fall the night dews on the blue-e ed violet above thee! Side by side with thee are hearts t at have lon since ceased hoping or aching. Tliere lies the bctrothc maiden, in her unappropriute loveliness ; the bride, with her head pllowed on golden tresscs, wliosc rare beauty even the Great Spoiler seemed lcth to touch; chil- hood, but yesterda warm and rosy on in mother-‘s breast : the loving wife an mother, in lifc’s sweet prime; the gre - haired pastor. gone to his reward ; the youth of oi-isped loc s and brow unfurrowed by cars : the heart-broken widow, and tearful or-phan—all awaitin with folded hands, closed eyes, and silent lips, alike with t es. the resurrection morn.

A PRACTICAL BLUISTOCKING.

" Have you called on our old friend, James Lee, since your return!" said Mr. ldou to his no how.

“ No, sir ; I understand he has the misfortune to have a bluestocking for a wife, and whenever! have thought of going there. a vision with inky fingers, frowsled hair, rum- pled drees, and slip-shod heels has couie between me and my old friend—-not to mention thoughts of a disorderly liouse, amok puddiugs,and dirty-faced children. Defend me from a wi e who spends her time dabbling in ink and writin for the papers! I’ll lay a wager James hasn't a shirt with a button on it, or a it of stockin that is not full of holes. Such a glorious fe ow as be u to be too !” said Harry, solilooiiisiug, " so dependant upon somebody to love him. By Jove, it's a hard case."

" Ila , will you oblige me by calling there!" said Mr. Seldon with a peculiar smile.

" Well, yes, if you desire it; but these married men t so metamorphosed by their wives, that it's a chance i I recognise the melsncliol remains of my old friend. A literary wife !" and he s ugged his shoulders contemptu-

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At one o'clock the next afternoon. Harry mi ht have been seen ringin the bell of James Iae‘s door. e had a v ungrecioue ook upon his face, as much as to say, “My mind is made up for the worst, and I must bear it for Jemmy's mks."

The servant ushered him into a pretty little sitting-room, not sxpensively furnished, but neat and tasteful. At the further end of the room were some flowering lants, amon which a sweet-voiced canar was singin . rr glen round the room ; a little lig t stand or Cliiuese mlrle stood in the corner, with ii, ink, and papers scattered over it.

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" I knew it," sai Harry; " there's the si ii! Horror of horrors ! an untidy, slatternly bluestncking! w Ishall be di ustedkwith h&i;kJe:nmy".s to be pi ' .

etoo u a hat n th bbl , d littl menu t gopy of verses fellfrc!:nbetv:een dis . dropped a book as if he had poisoned : then picking up the fallen iriauunript with his thumb and fo r, be t with an in set psliaw ! Then he snesd room again. o_, was acts is ofdust to be seen, even by his prejudiced eyes; dis window transparent clean ; the hearth-re mathematics laid down; the open the ; the eertahs were fresh locpsdzaudiwliatwasa termarve dress half finished in a