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Tuitailtsied 1823. '

Item ‘Leaves from Fsi_iny’s' Portfolio;

._ . ‘.IDl»’l‘ ._ A lover-‘s-quarrel!

I1’ HAY.

A fowlusty words. a formal parting

bgtwgon two hearts that neither time nor distance could ever

d.\?ri_ite,,fii‘sii ii li_fet'i_uie.of misery!

before me in I

. ith y stood

wlloie. I‘kiiew' better. I once loved Gilbert Ainslie

all, such aheart as Edlth's. »S

was to be made to beli

her bridal-dress. The cve she was happy and heart- kiiew that no womii_u who had’ could ever ‘forget lnm——leMt 01' hswus is use snow-wreath,

and bent lier head gracefully ae.a wnter-lily in recoguitionof her numerous friends and admirers. _ u Wu“ g nwigce 1” mg lgtter murmured, between their

set teeth! “ What a sacrifice !"_my heart echoud Mr. Jedarson Jones was an ossified old bachelor.

back. lie had

but one idea in his head, and that was to nis.lre-tuoney- There was only one thing he understood equally well. and

tint was to keep it. dies : mean grovelling, And Edit ! our

H wa dontsin;It‘iiJ_|e,‘ an cunning. serlees Edith, wliosc lovors were "——Edifi,’ with or passionate heart, her beauty. s|‘§°°. ts,and reduement——Editli

ular, rim, cold, and pre-

go vow 6,‘ love an honour‘ to

such a soulless block! It miide me shudder to think 01' ii!

I felt as though his very gaze ‘Well. the wedding was over

mistress ofJemrson House

were profanation. 5 and she was duly installed She had fine dresses, the fur-

niture, a due equipage, and the stupidest pcssibleiucumbeb once in the shape ofa husband.

I.’

Jefisrscn Jones warvcry proud 01 his bride ; flrstl ,

because she added to his importance '. secondly. liecnuno e

plumed himself not a little t vs him a malicious pleasure to meet wi the graceful Edith upon his arm

reslursnt instsa

[erred him to them all : clse. why did ii“! '“‘“"' It was a lirivin storm’: Mr. Jones conclude of returning home.

in lieu-ing. otfso-dainty a prize. her old admirers,

Of course she pre- irim l

to dine at a

He had just seated

himself, and given his orders to the obsoquious waiter, when

his attention was attruo tiensea near him.

ted by theoonversation of two gen-

“ Have cu seen la belle Edith since her marriage Harry l"

as No ; specimen of flesh and blood

a foolish quarrel with Ainslie ! _ However she is well punished ; for,

as it has made of him.

with all her consummate not and effort to keep asoes.,it is very plain that she is the most inissra Mn Jederson Jones, whom I have never

in existence ; us

feel too much vexed with her. Such ii splendid

to marry such an idiot! M1 for You never saw siicb a wreck

it appear- blii woman

qeen,_might perceive, if he wasn't, as all the world says, the

- how very polite tribe letter ! Mr.’

was in her manner since their and how careful to perform her Jones decided. with ll“ 1'30"‘

ii, that there was no room ‘for a. doubt on that point .'

no , indeed, that her girlish that wees decided improvement, aecer

lot was iie;but ingahisviseow. She

was Mrs. Jones now. and meant to keep all whiskered popin- ‘:-vflvifled It '

’7"X;." $11; as or loses the ‘I

d iiig long, gtapid I‘ on of chess with him, or s ,n

, rough thee!‘ interminable evenings, Edifli

, , flu. iistenin (7; way of trade; or reading po iti-

V. I0 l . orgies, of which the words conveyed no ideas to her

I - . ’ vfled through the busy streets, leaning on his am,

an unseen form over at be: !-so-aunt hisheairt. when she , was aims. no human mall hudsecias vs? dust; was he ones seized his I531.‘ llflflkstdl II like'n comet....ssund Isis

gpiwn o 0“l'.l‘|l;.t‘?9I in a very: prophetic manner.

but and rushed ' - re

her side i and slept--God forgive hers was far away! But when eye. to used her sad secret, her

in agony,-and her fitlr head bent to the even I

into the open air, tuggin

' '«'Six times he won , re; then, settling" iiisbeaver he turned

bsratell iiomewsrd. ’ Xtwas but the deceit- fUi'&iIi before the Willi‘ Wind? ~'Ie"lbhfi-Edith, en‘lm,paie, and self-possessed, as usual,

I¢'wdsl-quittees much‘ so himself-even went so far as to compliment heron a ccquettish little jacket that iltted her

on yourney, Edith," said he

ale, and playing vrith the silkeii

man figure very cbariuin y, “ I’ni thinkin of hkiugen s seating himself y her

and uncle about liner

waist. " As in: _wholl

r sinesstrip, itwonld hamper me to take you ith iue ; but

you'll hear urssit‘,-sli Ed th

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blush, no

til

o rt one

. There was but ' cw i ' ’

Ff?-.

e a vi

us ‘retu slieul “be no Of unis

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all characteristic '_th feltas if s. uio_uutain weight had been lifted

E: inc.’ Meanwhile, you know ow to amuse

He looked searcbiugly in her nice. There was no con- change of expression. no tremor of the . Hsxiiiiglitas well have addressed a marbl

was posed

e statue. l Well, heibnde hérone tsistwhen the. door ,

her course for her to porn

e. She

had alréady marked it o_ut.. She would deny sitors——she' would not go a ‘cad till her rs." She was strong in her purppse. There door left c n for busy scan

lito enter.

ebe krsssv oath wg,~save that a letter reached her from him after her marriage, which she had returned

. be weed red ii.a'oi.i, by.this tion of ‘

E

theyfihoatit

dis»-would ltss

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iii gr:

ll.

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" _1t came ‘gt-ls"it'—-‘the letter-—ses" ' led lsliéifi «- Be 'absidsi,itl' drowned.

i,_.ti r 1 El

eutwsrdazi.-bcI'.woe; ccnnieusa.did..its. . Site has ' 3 AL... !. ....

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arid. tans

. tFseIiI_ %gli

a" ‘hi ’s ciaii ed iie’to deed

w n

his own fth They were slttiig to upon is shoulder, an _b

were speaking of their ' u& "I bufitr’i..

beers:-s

~.°.:r '* I i” . A

her heart. hs‘u!iig‘t:getii r come unbi

testjveigas actions.

t stsrtuig, .0: qpntineut, the news reac ed im. A rum, sad‘ the they met.

.1’?! 3‘ ’W.'ui. .3... i.i1.‘i‘li.‘l '""°"f.'.'.'. ".§;iZ.".'.“..'l°.‘.'.,.i..’

future . . . 9'. t the id tbb tthlludealdl ii . ‘kl a..5..?’q,‘&;.§'2a.,Z.i3F§i ....1'..i..ei.....v.» "' ' ' fiw l" a wsilvknowiu , 8 , H ' Dan‘ euxu pie y oo‘iued°y‘ii'll°o by Pm“ 1‘, It ’ m. young '" snl

restlessly through those splendid

if,-,inll‘cted uce. to tone fo (Did shemgadliss guitar. old

_ to hurlips; 0li,.lt was all misery, turn

The

«letter frdm Mr. Jones!

tplsssdi t.was Ixsd upon for his return;

the weary

usevous hem. . t s strsuls, .,stsrtssJ1|se A tlrigttsssd. hint at every

His lid’! wls fouiiil; til miiii ll . - ‘ , ' ' eculduotlnourn lbrhini, but new that he ‘was dead :0SAliI|A the eye pf the

D I

by _ brief time he It is needless to say ness

r one evening. I'd t ‘n bud sru cut as a sersph’s. They

sorrowliiJ;l,”repeut_an , and ha y. ~- I it

3 but I hep n inau. r. Jones, turnng truck “Ainslie.

, aibpgc survived an e

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yabu--

order of

. meal and crust of.cii" ii] i

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iraarmas” sesame. out communist auuuauisuu.

N Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island, Saturday, January 28, 1854.

Msnuils soi.ii.oqUv.

“ This is a heartless life to lead," said Mabel Gra ; as she unbanrlcd her long hair, aud"lald aside her rich re s.‘ “ It is a life one might lead were there no life beyond; When I left the heated bail-room to-niglbt, the holy stars, keeping their tireless watch, senta. thril through me ; and the little prayer I used to say at my dead mother's knee came unbal- deii to my li . There's Letty, now :. she's happier than her mistress. ome here, cllild; unbriiid my hair, and sin me that little .\lotliotiist hymn ofyours, ‘ Jesus, I my cross ave ‘tak ’

en. " That will do—thhiik you, child ; now you may go. What a sweet voice she has ! Either that or my tears have eased m_ heart. I’m too restless to sleep. How softly the moonlight falls to-night—-and ears hence, when these myriad sleepers shall have sunk to t oir_ dreamless rest, earth will still be as fair, the silver moon will ride on as triumphantly ! How many sad hearts she looks down upon to-night: and never a thanksgiving has gone upirom my lips for countless blessings! Soft sleep with balmy touch has closed these thankless eyes : the warm, fresh blood of youth and health has flowed on, unchecked ‘by disease. I have sat at the table of Dives, while Lanaruehanstarved at the gate. old and par le who of sunset has been WOVOII fol "10 I “'9 blue vaultofiioaven arched over my head; "10 ¢V°l"‘=l'.‘"!8‘ ing, iieecy cloud has gone drifting by; the warm sunlight has kissed open the flowers I love ; the green moss lms s reu_d a carpet for my careless foot : and I have rcvclled in it this beauty and luxury—-‘God forgive mo!—unmindful of the Giver! Dear reader, shall it be

H’ G

on] at “ Bcthcsda‘s pool".tbat you seek vou.r Benefactor! While our lifecup ovoriilovvlsli with blessings, when the warm bloo courses swiftly s in there come no generous response to that still, lmBll'V0lC0, “ Jesus of Nazareth passethhy !'

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HOW HUSBANDS MAY RULE.

“ Dun Mary,” said Hurry to his little wife." I have a favour toaek of ou. You have a friend ‘whom I dislike very much, an who, Iain quite sure, will make trouble between us. Will you give up Mrs. Way for my sake, Mary?" < A sli ht sliadc of vexaticu crossed Mai-y's pretty fuco_. M e sui , “You are unreasonable, Harry. bite is ludylikc, refined. intellectual, and fascinating; is she notl"_ v

" Yes, all of that : and, for that very reason, her influence over one so yielding and im ulsivc as yourself is more to be dreadcd.if unfavourable. ‘in quite in earnest, Mary. I could wish never to see you together again."

“ Pshaw! dear Harry, that's going too far. Don't be disagreeable ; let us talk of something else. As old ‘Uncle Jelfsays, ‘ lIow's trade?’ ” and she looked archly in his

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Ilurr didn't smile. ~

-‘ We I.‘’ said the little wife, turning away. and putting her foot nervously, “ Idon_’t l¢6_lIOW 1 can break with her, llsrry. his a whim of yours; fit’ there this very cvgnin ."

way to his o .

Mary stood behind the curtain, and looked after him as he went down the street. There was an uncomfortable, stifling sensation in her tliroat,.and‘sometbing very like a tear lit- tering in her eye. Harry was vexed—slie was sure of t at. He had gone ofi', for the first time since their marriage, without the affectionate good-bye that was usual with him, even when they parted but for an hour or two. And so she wandered, restless and unhappy, into her little sleeping-

room.

It was quite .n little gem. There were statuettes, and pictures, and vases,all gifts from him either before or since their marria - each one liada history of its own-some tender association connected with Henry. There was a bouquet, still fresh and fragrant, that ho had purchased on his way home the day before, to gratify her passion for flowers. There was a choice edition of poems they were readin to thor the ui htbefore, with Mary's name written on the en , in Harry's old, handsome hand. Turn where she would, some proof of his devotion met her eye. But Mrs. May! ‘he was so smart and satirical! She would make so much s rt of her, for being “ ruled" so by Harry! Hsdn't she told im “ all the men were t rants," and this was Harry’s first attempt to govern her. o,no, it wouldu’t do for her to yield.

80 the pretty evenin ress was taken out, the trimmings re-adjusted, and re-mo elled, and all the little ct-cetsrss of her toilette decided. Yes. she would go : she had quite made up her mind to that. Then she opened her jewel-case; a little note fell at her feet. She knew the contents very well. it was from Harry ipped slily into her hand on her birthday, with that pretty racelet. It couldn't do any harm to read it a in. t was ver lover-like for s car-old husband; but she iked it! Dear arrylsnd she olded it back, and sat down, more nnhapp than ever, with her hands crossed in her lap, and her mind in a most pitiebls state of irresolution.

Perhaps, after all, Harry was right about Mrs. May ; and, if he wasn't, one hair of his head was worth more to her than all the women in the world. He had never said one unkind word to hor—never ! lie lied entici ted evcry wish.

Ie had been so attentive and solicitous w on she was ill. How could she grieve him 1 ered! The pretty robe was folded away, the jewels returned -to their case, and. with alight heart, Mary sat down toawait her husband's not rn

The lamps were not lit in the drawing-room when Bani-y came u the street. She had no, then after all be and said ! Ie passed slowl throiighothe hull. entered the dark. /and deserted room, it threw himself on the sofii. with a heavy sigh. He was not angry, but he was grieved and

the

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action of one we love is so very pa nfisl-. gear linrry !” said a welcome voice at his side. od bless you, Mar !" said the happy husband; " oulvc saved me from a een sorrow !” ear reader, won‘t you tell! there are some husbands worth all the sacrifices ii loving heart can ma

l.i'I"I'LB_ OHARLIY.

Ir is hard to lie upon a bed of sickness, even thou b that hedbeof down. Nuuesdns, too. is the healing rang t, .fiou si Cronin siiedr on i, hold by a loving liaiid. Wsarlsome are the days and pig ts, even with the s in .s of love out your allow; But who‘ i 9 scase lie heavily on t .- r! What f the “hsrrI'g’l.7,’of, What if emaciated ‘hs shiver undera tattered blanket! What if lips parched with fever mutely beg for ii permitted but unattainable l . -What if tbetotics of t e voiccbs never modulated set . delicatel sensitive car! What if at every inletuf the uni. harsh and dissousntl AU! who

ts d shall msssuriinthe silsriugsoltbes k vi. . u were as such outeaptppes In‘ rooin.Is nan lcculd‘ been

In P0" Dear little Charley! sat dak. t..l° e_st_it.°'lts-ity.'lii.. lsotsteps ii wsotma littss‘

r ..:.a

‘Hurry made no reply, and in a few mcmentiwas on his ‘

din, ted. The out doubt thatcree scvsr theiuind or '

children, were those tiny feet treading. Patiently, unmar- muriugly uncomplainingly, dizrcd. , ,a contraction of tho brow,u sli lit, voluntary ciiis ing of the attenuated fingers. were t _ visible signs 0 [I What it joy to sit beside liim—to take that little feverish hand in ininc-to smooth that rumpled pillow—io.part the tangled locks on that iron- sparent forehead—to aura of one of whom the Saviour says, “ Ofsucli is the kin '"

cm of Heaven . .

But never did I b ess God so fully, so gratefully, for the gift ofsong, as when, with that little sensitive heart held close to mine, I made. him forget his pain by some simple strain. lliad sun for in own amusement;I had sung when dazzling ii its, an fairy forms, and festal hours, were inspiration : ut never with such a zest, and with site a thrill of hep iuess, as when, in that wretched room, I soothed the so erings of “ little Charley." The garland- crow ned ‘ma domi.a,.with liaif the world at her feet, might have envied me the tightened clue of that little hand, he sudused,eurnest gaze of that spen ing eye, and that half- whispercd, plaintive. “One more! Charley is so happy now ."

Ay ! Cliarle is happy now! Music such as only the tbleseed hear fills his soul with rga ture. Never ll discordsnt note comes from the harp swept y that cherub hand, while for ever that majestic anthem rolls on, in which his infant voice is joining, “ Worthy the Lamb 1"

THE LOST AND THE LIVING.

Buta fleeting twelvemontli had passed since the heart that for cars had beat against his own was for ever stilled, wlicn alter Ice brought again a fair young creature to share his widowed home. Nor father nor mother, brother nor sister, claimed any rt of the orphan hcurt tliatlie bud coveted and won. 0 expense or pains had he spared todecornte the mansion for or reception. Old familiar objects, fraught with tenderest associations, had been re- moved to make way for the upliolstci-er‘: clioiccst fiiiicies. There was no picture left upon the wall, with sweet, sud, mournful eyes, to follow him with silent reproach. Every- tliin was fresh and delightful us the new-born joy that flile his heart.

" bl dear Edith,” said he, fondly pushing back the hair from er forehead, “ there should be no shadow in your path, butI have tried in vain to induce Nelly to give you the welcome you deserve ; howe\'er,shc shall not annoy you. I shall compel her to stay in the nursery till she yields to my wishes.”

“ Oh, no! don't do that," said the young stepmother anxiously , “ I think I understand her. Let me go to her, dear Walter ;" and she tripped lightly out of the room.

Walter Loe looked after her retreating figure with a lover-likc fondness. - The room seemed to him to grow sud- denly dattker when the door closed after her. Rcacliing out his lrvmd, he almost unconsciously took u a book that lay near him. A slip of paper fluttered out from between the leaves likca into ' fine-sscngei-. l‘lie joyous expres- ’ in "bne'6'i'dee

-. .

' sorrow us he read it.

d be forgotten! This warm heart cold—

‘I still——these lips dust‘! Suns to rise and _Uiooin, the moon to silver leaf and tree around ‘iiome—.-the merry laugh, the pleasant circle, ‘Y The‘ weeds choking the flowers at my head- . treu of sunny hair forgotten in its enve- s ii of happiness so soon absorbing the dewdrop l%iI0 cypress changed for the orange~ivi-oath! Oh Ito. ho ; don't its for . Close your eyes sometimes,

d biti_ng_' ore u the ace that once made sunshine in xfeel again the twining clasp of loving arms—- to_ld ou. not in words, how dear you were , ul'ter,'don’t its forget! From Nell 's clear eyes let her mother's s ‘ till speak to you. our an.”

Warm tears fell :.the paper as Walter Lee folded it back. He gave him lime-to rally, and then glided gentiy up to the nursery ...-It waspartiull open. A little fair creature of. some live summers stoo in the middle of the cor. '

Th hapdwriting who his cli.ild's mot er's. It ran thus :- “ Oh, Ed on

myowii sad I no _ s II!‘

lo ' Elli? 0 ‘IDITOW

er tiny face was half hidden in sunny curls. Her little 'uiiforc was full of toys, which she grasped tigligy in either lisnd.

“_i o,'you are not my mamma," said the child. “ I want

my own, dead maminn; and I'm sorry papa brought you.

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" Oh. don’t say that!” said the young stepmother ; “ don’t call me ‘ niauiina,’ if it gives you psin, dear. I am quite willing cu should;lowe your own mamma best ’

ily looked up with a fleased surprise.

‘'1 bed I-lets!‘ III!!! and pops sons,” the continued; “ and brotberuand sisters so many, and so merry ; but they are all dead, and sometimes my heart is very sad. have no one now to love me, but your papa and you."

Nellyds eyds begun to moisten ; and, taking out one after another of the little souvenirs and toys from her pinafore, she said, " And on won't take away this, and this, and this, that my do maiumu gave me 1"

“ No, indeed, dear Nelly!“ .

“ And you will let me climb in my pnpn’s lap as I used; and put my cheek to his, and kiss him! and love him as much never 1 can, won’t you " .

“ Yes, yes. my darling.”

Waiter Lee could hear no moreo-his heart was full.

What! Mary's child pleading with a stronger for room in n f.itliur’s heart! In the s en gush of this new fount of tendonisuu had be for he or overlooked the claims of