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Five O'clock ta tho Morning. BUIR} BT MME FABETA-BOSA. The dew lay glittering on the gTassf A mist lay on the brook; At the earliest beam of the golden enn, The swallow hen hor neat forsook. Tlie snowy bloom of tho hawthorne tree Lay thickly the ground adorning, r? Tho birds were singing on every bunn, Jv. At five o'clock in the jnorals^, And Bessfo, the milk-maid, merrily sang, l'or the meadows were frosh and fair: The broaze of the morning kissed her brow, , And played with her nut-brown hair; But oft she turned and looked around, As if the silence Boorning; 'Twas time fer the mower to whet his scythe, '?" M At five oWock.in tho morning. ' . <LJ Anckovcr tho meadows tho.mowers came,' And morry their voices rani?; And one among them wended his way To where the milk-maid eaug; And as ho lingered by her side, Despite bis comrade's warning, Th*b old, old story was told again, At flvo o'clock in the morning. THE ABSURDITY OF IT. It is all very well for poets to-tell, By way of their eongs adorning, Of milk-maids who rouse, to manipulate ?fi ?COW0?' i ,j jj). ''!S. >S . '. . A'tflve o'clock in tho morning. And of many young mowers, who bundle out doors,. Tho. charms of their straw bod Boorn? ing Before break of day, tomake love and hay, At five o'clock in the morning. But, between me and you, it is all untrue, Believe not a word they utter; To no mUk-toaid alive, decs tho figuro of | five Bring beaux-or even butter. The poor sleepy cows, if lold to arouse, Would do so, perhaps, In a horn-ing; But the sweet country girls, would they ] show their bright curls At five o'clock in tho morning ? It may not se wrong for a man in tho song-' Or in the moon-if anxious to settle, To kneel in wet grass, and pop, but alas, What if he popped down on a nettle? For how could he see what was voider his knee If, in spite of his friendly warning, He went out of bed, and his house, and j his head, At five o'clock in the morning? THF. LOST DAUGHTER. CONCLUDED. Mrs. Bradley had been much moved hy Thamar's earnest supplica? tion for her son to bo restored to her, since it forcibly recalled the loss ot her own child, and she felt for her as a mother, promising that if aught could be done, she would assist hor. Her husband, in compliance with her wish, wrote to the Secretary of ?State, who did not long allow a per? son of Mr. Bradley's influenco in tho County to remain without an answer; ho informed him that the last returns had stated that the boy (now grown to manhood) was going on well, and had been taught a trade which he might, if he wished, follow with ad vantage; and since Mr. Bradley had interested himself in his behalf, tho Seoretary had enclosed Iiis pardon, and orders bad been sent out to fur? nish him a passage home. Thamnr had remained for some days in Dove Dale, where they had fixed their tents, loth to leave, and yet scarce knowing why shostopped; there were associations connected with the spot, which, though they reminded her of the cause of her un? happiness, yet recalled to her mo tnents when she had been happy The country around seemed familiar to her, and she felt more contented than she had been for years; perhaps, too, there was a lingering hope that something might be done by Bradley to restore her son, and this idea, which she could not divest herself of, kept hor from removing. It might have been a fortnight - they had remained thns in the Dale, though eaoh day passed so like to one another, that time was scarcely marked, when Thamar, who was busied without the tent, observed a carriage stop at some short distance from tho spot where she was, a lady descended, and seemed coming to? wards them; as she looked more in? tently, she thought she could recog? nize tho figure of Mrs. Bradley, and # a few minutes confirmed her suspi? cions. As Mrs. Bradley approached, Thamar strove to think what could be the object of her visit, since she was assured it was to herself, and ehe felt convinced in her own mind that she was come to renew her offers to take Naomi under her protection, and she as quickly determined to refuse her. "Woman," said Mrs. Bradley, .'you have not been lately to us; I had thought to see you again." "What should I seek? I would not bog, no, nor steal, from yon-what cause had I then to go amongst you?" "You would have found kindness from us." "Kindness from Luke Bradley?" "Yes, woman," said Mrs. Bradley, somewhat sternly, "from my hus? band you might have found it." "But not towards myself, and yot, for the sake of others, porhaps, j might-it is bnt little, however, have to expect from him." "The temper of- your mind causes you to see things with an ill-favored aspeot." "Lady, it may be so-he took from mo what, aa a mother, I prized moro than all the world. I be? sought-I prayed to him to spare my child, to think of its tender years all, all that a mother could say I did; and he would not listen to me; my boy was tofu from me-and from that hour to this, I have not looked upon him again ; and yet, lady, you think I should ezpeot kindness from Luko Bradley; to yon he may be 'good and kind-I oannot gainsay it; but to warda a poor wretched being like myself, the sight of whom is loathsome to him, what is thoro to expect? Ton have seen lifo only on its brightest side, and know not what such asl bare to bear; our feelings are as quick and as keen as yours, but there are none to heed them, and we must suffer in silence where we are wronged. " "Woman, your opinions are at variance wi^h the world; the differ? ence of right and wrong is not pro? perly considered by you, n i when you suffer for "want of its due ob? servance, you biomo those against whom you have raised yonr hands. " "Lady, my boy was innocent." "I hope ho was so." "Indeed, indeed, ho was." "It is of little uso now to consider whether or not he was so, tho law deemed him otherwise, and ho suf? fered, perhaps, as you say, innocently. My husband, unkind as ho may havo appeared to you, thought his sen? tence far too severe, und has applied for and obtained his pardon-hero it is." "His pardon, lady! do I hear you rightly, and shall I see my boy again -my on dear" Nemah; me thinks I see him now, dark and beautiful beyond all his race, his long black hair falling around, his wild eyes, his form light and activo; ohl what must ho have grown to as a man? Lady, lady, I have not felt as I do now for many a long year; may He that you look to in your hour of need never refuse to listen to your en? treaties." "You will also fiud that orders have been Bent to givo bim a passage home." "Lady, it is to you I owe all this; I cannot say how deeply I feel what you have done for me; and this will set him free again; what does it say? for to me it is all a blank; 1 cannot tell tho meaning of those characters; lady, I beseech you, read them to me, that I may hoar what they say." Mrs. Bradley opened tho paper and read the contents, whikt Thomar listened with tho deepest nttontion. "And he is free to wander with mo once more; to be my companion, my own Nemah. Oh, Indy, I had never thought to be so happy; my dear, dear child, wc shall moot again; but, lady, you seem in sorrow, your eyes are filled with tears." "It is tho thought of something your words brought to my recollec? tion." "And you aro truly sad?" "It will pass away." "Lady, I feel for you, for some? thing seems to weigh very heavy on your mind." "There is, indeed, a L?\ivy sorrow on my mind." "And is thoro nothing, lady, could assuage this grief?" "Alas! I fear mc not; but, woman, question me no further, for thero is a sadness on my spirits that will not let mo dwell upon its cause." Thomar passed her hand across her brow, and seemed for a few momenta much agitated; onco or twice her lips moved as about to speak, but sho cheocked herself. "What is it, woman, moves you thus?" said Mrs. Bradley. "Lady, thero is a conflict of feel? ings within my breast, urging mc different ways. I would do what is right, but thoro issomothing clinging round my heart that will not let mc -a moment and I ahall be myseli again-thc strugglo for mastery will be over. Naomi," she said, placing her hand upon her forehead, and gazing intently in her face, "let mc look upon theso features; you have not my wild eye-nor raven hair nor dark complexion ; nor aught thal doth resemble me, and yet do I love you as though you were my verj image." "Mother, you have ever been tc me all that kindness could be." "Yes, Naomi, our wanderings hav( beon together, our resting-placo ovei the same-our joys, our grief-no not that, for you have not yet knowr sorrow, and may you never do so but in all else, wo havo shared togo ther what the world brought forth and never havo yon looked to th? future in hopes of belier days." "Mother, what could I look for there is nothing I havo desired." "Ohl Naomi, I havo loved you bu too well; nay, look not so, for I an not in anger. You know I neve spoke unkindly to you, and wouh not do so now. "Nay, mother, I am sure you wouh not." "Jabeth, put together those tent? that wo may leave this spot, ou course now lies far away." "Woman, before you go, I won!? have you listen to me." "Lady, I know what you vouli say." "And you will not consent?" "Let me reflect awhile-I owe yo much, and would repay rour kind ness, but you know not wfmt it cost me." "You shall have whatever you dc sire; all that wealth can purchase." "Your kindness has done what a] your riohes novor oould-nay, ha your wealth boen ten times great? evon th?n it is, it would havo bee tho same to me, for poor as I am you could not have purchased m ai i i?- but ycu hav? found the o- .Ay to move Die; listen, and n-su i fltienco, for you will needit." Thamar paused awhile, as if iu h?sitation, looking at tho same with muoh fondness on Naomi. After, a few moments, she turned towards Mrs. Bradley. "When my poor boy was taken i?um me, ? looked' to your husband as the cause of all my sorrow. I was obildleas, for he had taken from me my only child, and; lady, ?you know not in onr wild life what are our af? fections, nor how I mourned my loas. Deep and bitter vengeance did I vow againBt him, and all belonging to him, and many a sleepless night did I pass, thinking how one so humble as myself could strike a blow that should be felt. I had remarked, that iu your arms you bore a ohild, on whom you looked with all a mo? ther's fondness for her first born. I saw you press it to your lips as it stretched out its little arms towards you, and I percoived how anxiously its father watched as it played about, fearful, at each moment, lest it should fall. I saw how ho loved it, even aa I hud dono my owu puor boy, and then I knew he was in my power. My tribe had left, seeking a fur distant scene; but I went not with them. I lurked about tho grounds in 3-our neighbor? hood, avoiding the sight of nil, and watchiug for my opportunity. It came at last. 1 suw tho child one day playing on tho lawn, its mothor had left it for a moment, and nono wero near to watch it. I sprang from my concealment, seized it in my arms, and Hew, rather than ran, with my prize. I knew the by-ways and paths about, and bofore night, was mauy miles away. Lady, I know not how it was, but I thought I should have hated that child, even as I had dono its father; and yet I grew to love it almost ns I had done my own. I watched and cherished it with as much kindness as its mother could have done; for its Bake I for? sook my tribe, siuco I would not that it bo amongst thoso who had ruined my poor boy, and I have wandered with none, save Jabeth, from that time." "And tho girl!" exclaimed Mrs. Bradley, in a frantic manner, "does it live?" "It does." "Tell mc, woman, iu Heaven's name, I beseech you, what have you done with it?" "Lady, she stands before you; did not your heart tell yon so?" "It did, it did!" said Mrs. Bradley, pressing her daughter to her bosom. "I felt drawn towards you from tho first moment wo met; and you are thus restored to me, my own dear Jane, after so mauy sad years have passed? and now I look, there are your father's features, for you ever pro? mised to bo like him." "Lady, said I, not that sho was like her father?" "You did-und sho is beautiful," said Mrs. Bradley, as her eye beamed with proud satisfaction. "I kuow not if you wish them," said Thamar, "but hero are tho clothes she wore when I took her from you; I have kept them ever since; you may remember them; and now, ludy, wo part forever. " "No, no, do not go, stay with us; you and your son shall bo placed far beyond tho reach of want, so you will remain; your timo shall be passed as you like; you shall not be controlled, but do not leavo us." "Lady, leay again, the wide world is my heme, and I must wander as I havo ever done. My habits and cus? toms forbid mo to do otherwise; you, lady, moy be happy now you havo found your daughter, and may you lovo her as I have doue. Naomi, let mo press you to my heart, it is tho last timo I ever shall do so, for in time you will forget me?" "No, Thamar, that time will never come!" "And you will think of me some? times?" "Oh! Thamar, do not leavo us, let mo join my mother in her entreaties that yon will stay with us!" "Naomi, it is the only thing I ever did refuso you, and it is tho last. Fare thee well, my sweet girl, and may you never kuow tho sorrows of tho world. Come, Jnbeth, let us onward, our resting-placo is far away. Come, come;" and she turned away to hide her emotion. From the rising ground on which the tents had been fixed, and as the winding path was nbont to hide them from tho sight of Mrs. Bradley and her daugh? ter, Thamar turned once more toward them, and waving her hands ns if to say farewell, followed tho path, and was lost to their view. 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