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VOLUME lL CAMDEN, SOUTH A'AKOLIXA" MARCH 21>, ia50. NUMBER 25.
3, Selected Sole.
PRIDE AID FASHION.
A Tale of Fashionable Life in Charleston.
WRITTEN FOR THE "CHARLESTON EVENING NEWS." ,
]iy the A'l'htr of Mjney and Matrimony, 4;r. ,
The spacious saloon of St. Andrew's Hall
was brilliantly illuminated. Rich pendants of
superb chatidaliers reflected a thousand varying
rays, giving to the apartment the appearance of
an enchanted palace. The most fashionable ball
of the season was expected to take place that
night; and when the gay throng commenced
jK>u:iag in, it was o'i .erred, that never had there
been a greater displ :v of beauty and fashion.
In such a galaxy of brilliant stars, it would have
l?een diflicult to determine which shone the
brightest. All sparkled, attired with refined
and exquisite taste. Ostrich plumes nouaeu ;
gracefully from every quarter; superb French
flowers ?f evecy variety of hue were tastefully j
arranged about transparent robes; while din- j
monds sparkled and glittered until the eye became
dazzled and wearied with their glare. In
short each votary of fashion seemed to vie with
the other in 'luxury of dress.' The passages
and doors were crowded with whiskered ami
nioustached gentlemen, presenting a dense mass
of human beings, whose only occupation seem- i
ed that of gazing admiration. But we relia
quish the task of giving even a partial idea of
the brilliancy of the scene.
Amid that throng of fluttering fans, and white
rrl?voH o*niii<!tos. there was not one who did
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not seem at the very acme of enjoyment. Did
we say not one i }>erimt ns to correct the mistake.
Observe yonder fair maiden, half reclining
upon that marble slab, and whose form is
so beautifully reflected in the mirror beside her.
She at least is not bouyed up by any pleasurable
emotion, sf we only judge from the deep
flush of excitement upon that delicately round
ed cheek, the angry flashes of those dark oriental
eyes, and the sneer which curls those rich
red lips. She at least is not happy; and yet
she is the fairest of the many fair creatures
around her. A few paces ofT stood Edward
Brandon ; a young man, of handsome, dislinsnie
appearance, who was gazing at her with the j
most soniti.iiziim attention. So absorbed was
he, as not to perceive the approach of a foppishly
dressed person, until he tapped him fa^
iiiiiiarly on the shoulder, exclaiming, ' Why
Brandon what can you be gazing at with such
intranced expression.'
' That is what I would give a kingdom to
know if it were in my possession. But perhaps
Manly you can satisfy inc. Who is that tall
elegant girl leaning tipon the table, and who
seems to be eyeing the gay group about her j
with sovereign contempt ?'
The dandy raised his glass. 'Who can you i
mean Brandon ? oh it must be the charming and
fashionable Miss M.'
'Xo,' answered Brandon sharply, ' 1 am aequ<iinted
with Miss M. and do not think her
charming, though she may be fashionable. I
mean the young lady who is dressed in such
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sim;)le taste, in pure While. one nas cnuugeii \
her position and is stooping now to whisper to j
Mrs. Sewcll.' The young gentleman's glass j
was .again raised. 'Ton honor, Brandon, do !
not know, hut presume she is nnftodi/. But 1
nuist be off, or lose the chance of securing the
hand of the delightful Miss M. for the next quadrille.'
;
' Puppy,' muttered Edward Brandon, 'but here
comes Frederick Courtenav who has at least
seuse enough to answer a plain question.'
Frederick Courtcnay was an eccentric young
man, who professed to be in search of what he
called the unattainable. And what is the ram
arii he is lookimr for? We shall inform the!
reader in his own words. 'A young lady who j
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lias common sense enougn to appreciate an me
blessings of this fair earth, sufficient prudence to
enjoy them in moderation; who has learning
enough to make a pleasant literary companion,
without aiming at the title of a has bleu ; sufficient
taste in music to melt the heart with the
simple pathos of her voice, without any iudica- [
tion that half of her life has been wasted in acquiring
the astonishing powers of an opera singer,
to the exclusion of more useful information ;
one who can delineate the pleasing features of
nature, without any desire to shine in the art of
painting; one who has beauty without being
aware of it; sprightliness without levity; modesty
without prudery; and self-respect without
cJr nncuieci/in " tml this is the ideal
which 1ms occasioned Mr. Courteuay's being
an old bachelor. But we have digress-.'d too
long for Mr. Brandon's impatience. ' Fred, mv
der fellow, said he, holding Courtenav bv the
button. 'What do you think of that .young la- j
d.v standing by Mrs. Se <?!!, and who npjiears '
to have been so totally neglected V
4 What do I think of her t let me see, I think
she has fine dark eyes. Humph, said Brandon |
siieeringlv, you evince great discernment in
finding out what every ladv must know, that
she has the finest eyes in the world.'
4 Well,'continued ('ourtenay with mock grav- j
ity 41 think she has a rich complexion, white '
teeth, Binall hand*, a pretty toot.'
'Pshaw,' iinpatiently muttered Brandon, 'you
iinust he a great philosopher to find out perfections
which are evident to every one. I mean
what do you think of her altogether, the character
of herjace, the?
' My dcnr fellow,' interrupt I < 'ourtenny,
'why did you not tell me at once \-:t von want j
red my opinion not physically, but morally and j
mentally? To begin then mon.li/. not know- j
?ng cannot say; mental!}'?but tin* best way of
finding out a lady's mental qualifications is to
judge for yourself by an introduction?
' Then you know her,' exclaimed Brandon,
with delighted eagerness.
' I certainly claim that honor' ' What is her j
name thpn ?' j
4 Not knowing, can't say.'
' Courtenay you are trifling wfth me,' said
Brandon with a tone and look not over courj
teous; 'explain yourself, sir.'
' Softly, softly niy dear fellow, keep down
your irascible muscles, and learn that a person
may he acquainted with another, without knowing
her name.'
Brandon looked at him with vexed astonishment
; and his friend continued, ' If you wish
to know the name she goes by, I can inform
you."
4 Then for mercy's sake, let us have it at
once, or I shall certainly go crazy.'
' Curb your temper sir, and leani that the la- |
dy hears the name of Emma Sewell.'
4 Then why is she unnoticed."
41 know, hut do not like to say: hut nllons.'
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I lie irienas now inoveu lowaras uie suujeci
of their discourse, and Cnurtenay after introducing
his friend, left them. 'Do you dance this
evening,'siid Brandon not thinking at the moment
of anything else to say.
She smiled as she answered, 'No, and for a
very simple reason, I have not been asked.'
'This is very singular,' returned he, 'I cannot
imagine the reason.'
' 1 can though,' she replied while a smile of
hitter scorn curled her lip; 'I am not one of
the elite, and know not if I should be allowed
to dance in this enlightened assembly,' and here
she drew herself up, with an air of lofty pride,
n fiorv flacli nf inHinrntifinn clinntiiiff fWtm
her dark disdainful eyes, gave an almost unpleasant
expression to her singularly perfect features.
Brandon, surprised at her candor, and
charmed at her originality, asked, ' May I request,
Miss Sewell, the honor o?your hand for
the next quadrille?'
She laughed,4 You may request it without
much presumption on your part, and il it will
really oblige you, I will dance.'
' Yon are not then fond of dancing V
' Not at all.'
' That is surprising,' said he, casting an eye
of admiration over the elegant proportions ol her
figure, for to judge from appearances you must
be a graceful dancer V
'You have guessed correctly,' she returned
with a look of real or mock gravity, I am in every
sense of the term a good dancer.'
Edward not being able to determine whether
she was jesting or in earnest, merely smiled.
u Vi*n ciiiSlu " clio ciirl i( nl U'K.'it VOit thill If I
self-commendation, which is generally equivalent
to no praise at all; or {terhaps, you are
amused at my rustic simplicities, or lack of
knowledge of t!ie common usage of society;
hut I speak only of what 1 do know; not hecause
1 have?frequently been told so, but from
comparison,' and ns she glanced at the dancers
before her, a smile of playful ridicule again
changed the expression of her countenance.?
Brandon more and more charmed with a character
of such freshness, and with that lofty indcpemlence
which shone out in every word,
look, and action, and which seemed to disdain
the lightest shade of concealment, said, "So you
really are not fond of dancing??pray may I
enquire your reasons ?"
"Simnlv because I think it an irrational
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amusement What can he more stupid than to
see human beings, who wore created to glorify
their Creator, sliding or gliding or swimming
through the mazes of the figure; bowing and
curtseying, and practising all sorts of laughaide
pantomimes and maneuvering. I speak
only of the present style of dancing; if all
practical use af the muscles were not forbidden
by fashion, there would be more sense in it."
Hut you must allow, Miss Sewell, that it
breaks up the stiffness and formality of a party.
Why should there be any stiffness I Why
s.ioulii one not be as mucli at home in the society
of a ball room, as in their own private parlor
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"Every one docs not possess the high independence
which seems Jto characterize Miss
Sewell. But you must allow that in the pauses
of the dance we converse more freely?"
1 " Then yon think," she said, as a smile of
xquisite archness irradiated her countenance,
" that in order to brighten the intellect it is first
necessary to shuffle the feet." She then continued
more seriously, " oh lamentable dearth
of all that is calculated to make society what it
was originally designed for, the communion of
intelligent minds, the interchange of happy
thoughts."
Atn I to understand, Miss Sewell, that you
totally disapprove of all kinds of balls?
"No. I think a well got up fancy ball,
where the characters arc supported, amusing
and even edifying. One may fancy themselves
in every quarter of the world at once. There
is room to exercise the mind, the imagination
is called into play ; it is no longer a mere shuffling
of the feet; you are introduced to every
voriety of character, from the cannibal of the
South Sea Isles, to the refined Parisian belle.;
the Swiss peasant and the hardy mountaineer
of the Scottish Highlands; the Spanish monk,
whose black eves, peeping from beneath his
cowl at every pretty woman he meets, expects
a confession of sins, which he has previously
made up his mind to absolve her from, &e. &c.
" Rut how many, Miss Sewcll, would you
find capable of supporting the characters they
assume ?"
" Few, lamentably few, but the dance is over;
before the next commences have you no curiosity
to know with whom you are about to
display yourself?'' she asked with an air of gravity.
" I already know. You are the daughter of
Mrs. Sewell; a lady whom I had the honor of
knowing before 1 went abroad, and with whom
I shall now be proud to renew the nccpiaintance."
" You are mistaken; there is Miss 8ewcl immediately
before us, tijrting desperately with
Mr. Courtesy." < |
V '-Thon you are her niece " 1
" Mistaken again," she replied with a meaning
smile, " I have 110 relationship or the slightest
claim whatever upon that lady."
' Who then are you ?" exclaimed Brandon,
surprised out of all observance of etiquette, in
meeting with a character which he thought so
entirely original.
" Well you shall hear, and now listen," she
continued, placing her finger on her ruby lip,
with an arch expression of countenance."?
There was once a little wild flower, growing
by the wayside, which had few wants, and
whose only happiness consisted, in inhaling the
pejfume, and sharing the carh' morning dew
with the little blossoms around it. A charitable
hand transplanted thi3 mountain bud, to a warm
rich border, where the sun always shines, hop
ing by proper cultivation, to render the plant
not only fair to look at, but, that in time, it
might infuse the bahn of happiness into some
congenial heart. Misplaced kindness! the bud
when expanded was found to contain a poison,
which shed a noxious vapor on the atmosphere
around it, not only deadening the springs of
happiness, but proving a source of refined misery.
And now you know not whom but what,
Emma Sewell is. You shake your head as
though not understanding me; then, to be
more explicit, in fewer words, Mrs. Sewell, a
charitable lady, who resides altogether in the
country, took her whom they call Emma Sewell,
from a poor woodman's hat, and, even upon
him. she had 110 claim, save that of common hu
manily. She may be even lower in birth than J
that poor honest woodman; her origin may be
as low and degraded as it is possible for human
nature to be; though I do not believe so
and as her cheek assumed a deeper dye, there
was a loftiness of expression upon her countenance
which seemed to say, as much as a look
could, " I am superior to the mass." And so
thought Edward Brandon. Such elevation of
soul, he argued; could never owe its origin to
guilt or vulgarity. And Brandon was descended
from one of the oldest families in that State,
and not a little tinctured with that most superlative
of all follies, nride of birth. The fact was.
his character had within the last half hour undergone
a most surprising change. It must be
confessed he was a little startled at her bold
avowals. But there was such an enchanting
sincerity about her, such beauty in her lofty
sentiments, such sweet originality, and, above i
all, such witchery in her smile, that it seemed
impossible to resist the combination, it has
been observed that the mouth is the most i
speaking feature of the face, especially when i
dressed in smiles. And then there are so many I
smiles?the smile of bitterness for real or imaginary
wrongs; the sneering smile; the smile i
of deception; the smile of good humor; the i
habitual smile of temper; the smile of concili- <
ation, and more than all, the smile of pleasant i
and happy love. I think I could indite a do- I
zen pages upon the influence of u smile, and Ed- 1
ward Brandon had this evening felt its power, <
imagining, with such a being as Emma Sewell, |
he could set the world's dread laugh at defiance, i
And when leading her to the dance he observed i
li?? nnntiuntiiHr frrai'ii nf her movements. the 1
",w o o; ?; ~P'{ "
harmonious blending of the expression of her
countenance, with every variation of the tune,
" tins is what I hye so often heard of," said
he, " but never understood until now,' the poetry
of notion.'" Poor Brandon in one short
evening was far gone in love. At parting, he
ventured to press Emma's hand, which she hastily
snatched away. Notwithstanding the repulse,
" may I call to inquire after your health?"
he whispered.
" Von may," said she, with a mischievous
smile, " if you please; and should you find me
not ut hnmr, that is, indisposed to see company, i
why, then you can exercise your own discretion."
Saying this, without waiting for a reply, I
she tripped lightly away. And was Emma <
Sewell really indifferent to the handsome, intel- i
ligent and high-bred Mr. Brandon, whom half <
the belles of the citv had contrived to spoil ?? 1
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Mi: icii>u vui rviiut'ib i?? uia? men u?u mivi- . '
CJice from the actions of our heroine. I *
CHAPTER II. s
Mrs. So well, the widow of William So well, 1
resided nil the year round, in a lovely rural re- 1
treat, which she called her mountain home. 1
The region surrounded her dwelling was wild '
and uncultivated, though its natural beauties *
were numerous: clear mirror like livers; en-; J
chanting waterfalls; and every variety of!
scenery which the sublime mountain and lovely .
valley, could present regaled the sight. Mrs.! '
Sewell spent most of her time alone. To be ;
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sure uunng lilt* siunnicr sne uuu cuuip<iu> .
enough; who said they came to assist her in j I
whiling away the tedium of her time. And '1
she was too polite to let them into the secret i I
th'nt she had 110 tedium, that she had never fail*; i
ing sources of occupation, in a highly cultivated I 1
mind and a well stocked library. In short, she <
was, as she expressed it, never less alone, than 1
when alone. Besides had she not employment t
in her ample charities, though these were so se- (
cret.that none could know their extent. How 1
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iiww muiiy uuspuiruig i.uijiiivo immu ..v.. ?.o .
their savior; how many poor widows' thanks- 1
givings ascended to the throne of grace for I
benefits received; how many orphans rose up, i
and called her blessed, was never known. Mrs. <
Sewell's dwelling was situated 011 a commund- I
ing eminence, not far from a fashionable water- I
ing place, in the upper part of Georgia. And I
here, permit us to remark, that it has been a 1
subject of wonder to us, that so many of our I
southern families should resort to the northern
states, for that health and coolness of atinos- |
phere to be found at home, and where the la- 1
cilities for travelling are so delightful. North- j
prn scenery has boon s.n (Vecjuciitly extolled, 1
(lint it is quite a haekn;e<l ?bc*ir,e; while our own 1
mchanting'nnd subliiife ft-cnery, affording the 1
freshman of novelty and-presenting bold, pie. <
Uiresqtie, and magnificent images; combining 1
beauty with sublimity; our crystal streams,
whose banks are clothed with fresh evergreen
verdure rushing over their rocky beds; our
romantic waterfalls; our splendid forests?
are entirely unappreciated. But to return
to Mrs. Sewell;?this lady had experienced
some heart rending trials, but, no murmur,
ever escaped her lips. Her husband had
never appreciated her, until pain aud anguish
laid him on his death-bed, he then repaired
(as much as lay in his power) his injustice
by leaving her undisputed possessor of a large
property.
On a soft sunny afternoon, in the month of
June; the long shadows of the declining sun rendering
the roads cool, and refreshing, Mrs. i
Sewell riding out ostensibly lor health, and exercise,
but in fact, ou one of her charitable
missions; the horses at a very sudden turn of. I
the road, came very near running over a little
girl. Attracted by the uncommon beauty of i
the child, who in full chase of a butterfly, with !
her long curls, floating in the wind: her large *
dark eyes turned upward and the glow of ex- i
ercise upon her cheek forming a picture of infantile
lovlieness?did not perceive the danger 1
she was in, till Mrs. Sewell called to her, at 1
the same time, desiring the coachman, to stop. I
' What isvour name child?' said Mrs. Sewell.
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' j&mmy ma am ] sum me gin, uuiumg net
dress and dropping a firm curtesy. 1
But your other name ?'
' I have no other name ma'am;' i
' Your mother's name then V
4 I have no mothersaid she casting her i
eves to the ground. s
' What is your father's name then:' 1
' I have no father either.' . i
4 Poor orphan' said Mrs. Scxvell with a moist- ]
ened eye, 'then who do you belong to ?' I
'Harry the woodman, takes care of me s
ma'am,' but, here lie comes himself.' 1
An old man was seen approaching, who with t
his axe slung across his shoulder, was trilling 1
on nl/l cimir Si?pin?r hi* little Hrl talkintr *
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with a stranger, he stopped to wipe with the
sleeve of his garment, the drops of perspiration t
from his brow. Leaning upon the handle of 4
his axe, and bowing low, he $aid,41 hope the i
little uti has not been troublesome inadam ?' <
4By no means, but she has been telling me, t
that she is an orphan, and belongs to you. (
Will yon give me her history?' \
4 Willingly ma'am, but as it will detain you
a short time, will you honor me, by taking a i
seat in niy poor house ?' pointing to a miserable t
hut buried in a thick clump of trees.
Without the slightest hesitation Mrs. Sewell 1
alighted, and followed the old man. The furniture
of the hovel, was of the coarsest kind, t
consisting merely of a couple of straw pallets, ^
a table, and two split chairs. One of the lat- c
1 ? ** ? kW-fl I o nrl fkn Alkni* I
LCr was UCUUJJIUU Iiy lvno. UCWIU, uuu uiu Uhtivi,
by the old man, while Emma, seated on the 1
door sill, and fixing her dark eyes on the stran^ers's
face, seemed watching the effect of the a
storv, which Harry was clearing his throat to \
commence. ' You must know ma'am that my c
!?ood woman (God rest her soul) and myself j
lived in Charleston, at the west end of the town. <
If you have ever been there ma'am, you may r
liave observed a small neat white house, with r
jfreeu shutters, and trees growing about it.
VVell there we lived for many years, I making i
1 good maintenance by fishing. My wife s
lelped bv taking in tailoring. \Ve had one \
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i;uuu, a uiai uuii- uimg, uuw ??v- ? ...M w...f . r
und here toe woodman drew the sleeve of >
lis coat across his eyes, to wipe away the tear |
which would not he repressed. a
'And how did you lose her my good man ?' 1
said his sympathising auditrcss. I
Well ma'am she was in the habit of playing t
by the water side, to look for shells, and one li
day, a great wave knocked her down, and then a
receding carried her out. We did not even re- c
cover her little hod}', it was either carried out I
by the current to sea, or, a shark made a meal n
jfit. Well ma'am you must know after this \
sad accident; I took a sort of dislike to the place, \
md couldn't bear to look at the water, that had ?
swallowed up our treasure. So I said to my
wife, savs I. "We must move from this place;
A'e will go to the back part of (Jcorgia, where
ny brother has a snug farm. So my wife g
igreeing to this, wo set out, but misfortunes pur- _
sued us, and we never reached the end of our ^
journey. b
'Hut you have not said anything about little s
Emma,' interrupted Mrs. Sewall getting iinpa- (
:ient at the old man's prolixity. t
Coming to it nou^ ma'am. It was just a (
short time before we left, on a dark stormy, wild j
ooking night, the waves dashing on the beach i
ivith a mourning noise, reminding us of our mis- t
Whine, that mv wife and mvself wore sitting r
jp late, I reading a book called Robinson Ou- ' c
soe (for you must know ma'am, 1 always had a e
turn for laming) that in the stops that the wind p
llways makes when it is nngn, I thought 1 heard c
some one call 'llarrv Morris,' so getting up, I g
*oes directly to the door, and looks out, but the j
light was so dark, and the wind kept blowing t
ip the sand in my eyes so, that I could see no- t
:hitig. But presently the moon which had only f
ueen hiding herself, behind a heavy cloud, peep- r
>d out, I could then see, a tall man jumping out t
>f a boat. Well ma'am he came straight into a
the house, and throwing oft' his long cloak,
there was a child sleeping in his arms, which he
aid down upon the cloak, and then taking both s
nv hands in his, he said, Harry Mori is,^ 1 be- | v
ievevou to be as honest a man as the sun ever j s
ihone upon, 1 huvc witnessed your endeavors to :
jain a livelihood, 1 have heard of your bereave- J
nent, and have brought some thing to cheer t
you, in your dark hour of calamity. These I
ivere his very words ma'am, for I have repeated
hem olten to myself, lint to go on, "hero is a
little girj, (iml has sent you, to supply the place I
r?f the lost nip*, but to be plain, 1 have got to go 1
to the West Indies, to recover a large projH'-rty, t
for which there is a law suit, and my detention
may be longer than I expect This child is
too young to take with me, I intrust her to the
care of your wife and yourself. You will find
money enough in this purse to defray present
expenses. On my return you will be amply re
munerated. Should any accident befall me,
you must seek your rewrrd from a power, who
will never cast him off", who cherishes a forsaken
orphan. Saying this he put on his cloak,
shook my wife and me by the hand, bent over
the child; gave it a sort of wild kiss, arid rushed
from the house. After the stranger left us, wo
both stood over-she-child, thinking she looked
line our little one?1 stretched my hand out to
my wife, who took it in a close grasp,. Not a
word was spoken, but a silent vow went up to
Heaven, from both our hearts, that we would
love and cherish the little one as our own.?
But soon after my wife says to me, 'Harry Morris
we have committed a great blunder.' 'IIow
30?' says I. Why we forgot to enquire the name
of the stranger, and tell him that we were going
to move from this place.,
Sure enough in the hurry and excitement of
the moment, everything had been forgotten 011
both sides. We did not even know the name of
the child but we called her after our little one,
Emmy, which }'ou know is the short for Emma
besides the linen in the bundle of clothes left
with her, was marked with E. 31. which could
rery well stand for Emma Morris.'
'And have you heard nothing of the stranger
since ? said his deeply interested listener.
'No ma'am, how should we, when we moved
lway directly and as I have said, misfortune
lfter misfortune, overtook us. First two of our
lorses were stolen and then my wife died, leavng
me alone in the world with this child. Then
[ sort of gave myself up, and would go no farmer
and seeing this deserted place, I took possession
of it, where I have lived ever since, and
iero I expect to end my days. I have nothing
;o live for but this little un, and could I see
ler provided lor, would not care how soon I
vas laid in the grave.'
Mrs. Sewell mused for a while and then taking
he old man's rough hand in her's said kindly
Harry Morris/ will you come and live with me,
fou shall have a house of your own, and every
:omfort around you, and all I ask in return is,
hat you will allow me to rear, and educate this
:hild, I am wealthy and have no children; say
,vill vou give her up to me ?
'As to give herj upjna'am, said the old man,
viping his eyes, to one who is so much better
ible than I am to raise her. there can be noob
ection. What do you say Emmy to going to
ive with this lady?'
Emma who had been a curious observer of
he scene, now arose and in an instanther arms
vere around the old man's neck, as she ex:laimcd
'No, no Harry I will never leave you.'
'But my dear, 'said her patroness,'you shall
lave him with you all the time.'
It is useless to say the scruples of both were
loon overruled. It was in her wild mountain
lome that Mrs. Sewell's interesting protege,' acjuired
those natural graces, lofty sentiments,
ind utter scorn for every thine: in the shape of
loncealment, that refined distinction between
lght, and quite right, and th'at keen sensitiveicsi
i t respect to her real position.
Among the numerous 6ummer visitors at Mrs.
Jewell's delightful summer residence was her
iister-in-law, wife of her husband's brother, a
voman of un entirely different stamp*.,who
mowing that the right way to her sister's heart
\a3to pav attention to her sisters adopted child
-W? l.n? .,11, ,. V.mno t? enmul
i.u1 [iciaumu vi nvi, iu ciuvh uuiiuu iv
l winter with her in Charleston. Ennna who
uul never been far from the precincts of her own
ionic, was delighted at the idea of being introluced
to that world of fashion, which she had
icard spoken of with so much enthusiasm, but
ilas she soon found that Emma Sewell in the
:ountrv, belovod by her protectress and adored
iv her dependants, was a being of nnothci
uould in the city. Some how the story that sh?
vas au orphan, raised on charity, had taken
vings, and tiown before her. And this brings
is to the beginning of our story.'
[7b be continue!.]
Editorial Ability.?Ncwpaper. writing,
ays the London Spectator, has grown to bo air
rt itself. Many a literary man who thought
ec.iuse tlio " greater includes tnc less, every
uthor is ex-ortieio qualilied to lie an editor, has
unit hack into the rear place of the press, afer
some smart writings had shown his hookisli
alent, and his inability to deal with lact<.?
)thers who could not cope with hydraulic
iressure: or prompt selection of silent points
leeded for the space and rapid comments of
he journal. Take the best papers of London
ir Paris, different as the circumslances of the
::tse may be, you must allow that it is nor eery
booby that could seize the moral spirit of
(assing history. The same may he said wit!>
qual ]uctteo ot 11io .American piers. i-mpic
onne little talent fancy tliev can edit a news?aper
if they can do nothing; else, but they overrun
lly find their mistake. Not only is intellect,
nit knowledge of the woikl, miscellaneous inurination,
tact, industry* rapidity of thought, a
lervons style, and a capacity at once to catch
he strong and weak point* of every subject,
ire required for a good editor.
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T ,1.. Ji ?1 4 ...I.,..!.
ljiverner, uiu uiseuverei" 01 iau piauvt ?mni
liouhi bear his name, but which the English
lish to cull Neptune, has ascertained] that tin;
un is subject to perturbation.
An aerolite weighing hal fa ton, (according to.
he Missouri Republican) lell near Jefferson
barracks on the 25th ult.
A Qckkx at Washington.?'Hie Queen of
'orlugal, it is said, owii3 a lot of ground in
iVnshingtou City, on the President's sqiuuu
unbracing .S0,tit3?) square feet.