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ROBERT BO
CPP, {PUBLISHER
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SATURDAY, JUNE 8 1867.
TERMS.
$9 PER ANNTM,
IN ADVANCE.
BY ALICE CARY.
‘An old house with an open door,
‘Two winsdows fronting to the sun,
7 yin ental white um ano
Porch where the morlng ores run
‘And th’ grandmother sits to sew.
Agable seamed with many a crack,
mmber seta through and thous
of roses dried 5
eg
>
22
A gonten fed with a paling tow,
cnt ight ralghit in two
way bor lere wih ow 08 Ow
4
wy a at
Of marygolds; ne and ra
‘brown hair,
yes like the @es of a dove.
So do not mind what flowers
\d th’ fletd, nor th
now the house of my Love
“NORWOOD;
VILLAGE LIFE IN NEW ENGLAND.
; BY HENRY-WARD BEECHER.
ot of
the Clerks Othe
yihorn Bistrot
‘Ayate Biwell waa the sere ou Wot
experience. Her father wa: id
have been industrious but fo an = nent
ing. Her mot
decision, of pride of el acta, of of high poral
fecling, but subject from childhood to hard work,
with only a little education, Sh
ere Dut
ofte read it, so often had
a ‘ow on Its exultant promises,
that it had come t lke a volee sounding
hat 01 see
ont specially for her, and had her own name
anpeared in tt she would searcely have been
surprised.
Here had she read, till they mingled with her
For
sitall moment I have, fora thee, but with
great mercies will I gather
com en she would read, *F
the mount il depart, and the hills be re-
moved, but 1 not depart
thee, nether shall he covenant of my peace be
removed. ord that hath merey o1
thee! 0, ‘Thou atlicted " tossed with, tempea
¥ chile
dten shail be tauzht of the Lord, and great sll
e the peace of thy childre
This “touched to the quick, For her busban\
there remained only the fentiment of duty. But
all hor garnered end wounded affections
were poured forth upon
ld then in’ honor.
able mie she would willingly have died deaths
daily,
In oor little dwelling, tt may be sup-
coed went no. mnxuriee No Pleture, no print
fo big as her baby’s han ang onthe wall
She Knew no rest, no amusement: mr whol
w
if was a ci ted pitrpose to bring >
bet oneent
her children so that thelr lie should be happter’
than hers had been. Bi ‘that, the sun shone—
it, the |
fect,
he es, In
jons and de-
sal, she children, hoping in them
ar last tofnd an ond of sorrow and a beginning
of fos
5 .
When Agate was just born, she looked upon
her face with angaish. ‘She.seemed to see all
r
almost felt a pang of guilt
woman into life to take a pla Ion;
ression of sufferers, of which women have
ma she oon ot py (an the Door
recover from the birth of childr an
the Prosperous 1=A rigorous mu
Pov rn physician, ‘a though "sit
fu, Miter erwe! 1) weak, sad, alone, except her
little children, her days were qarkeor than any- |
thing but the nights, There was little: differ-
ence in the twenty-four hours, except that the
night was darkness plagued with dreams, gna
the day was darkness, plagued, with glo
Proughis The first day th
tt ‘opened of itse
leaves there were tikes travel d road. Let the
fall open hada tiie, nnd crt time
a would ope e pla
ad: “7 veil make ay sein tows Ponte
window Is that by which light comes through
upon our inward darkne:
thi
seemed to have It borne In
dren are the Lord's, windows,
upon
‘nrongh whieh
mothers look forth out of pain and darkness
‘and happiness !.° She seized the happy
Shona “Twill eall her Agate. Perhaps the
Lord will make her Ike a window to my dark-
hiss. Ths ae was Da
We smile at hnmes. "We welgh them in the
seale of the ear for sweetness or smoothness,
Weenllsome, we rejectothers, We laugh at men's
odd and awkward names, and quite fustly too, 1
may be; since vcarmicions Yehims, and vagrént
fancles, ot mere carelessness, 60 often select
them, “But sometimes a name tsa history,
is like a pictured We sco the fg
maton soaking in what fa hose colors
2
Tsed! Te there ‘any history a record af the
heart more touching and simple than that of
old? And i 88 a8 Rachel's soul
was dey sparing, forse. ‘died, that she ealled his
name Ben-ont*—Son of my Sorrow.
Growing wp in such circumstances, it may
well be supposed that Agate’s life was one which
to her brief hours of
she was a
bare Het mun,
acted pon his selfindulge
a
from a somewhat
Norwood. The way was lon;
them,
step was light,
its intensity.
upon it,
ton and Agate Bissel
each othe
years his same kindted
stern an
wonld not wiingy Took
assumed the cari
Tecate pisses.)
ould bring her- to’ more acquaintancé w
Work and vigor of duty, than with those ihe
graces which commonly belong to pros;
childhood,
vith ag much natural conscience as her
mother, she had a less intense pride. She could
pot sympathize with that shuddering horror at
her father’s presence, which her mother, with all
her struggles, could never subdue, -fizate stood
etween them, loving both, ai indeed @
medlum—a window—through which each looked
§pon the other, eolored with the hee of the
msyhen at thirteen years of age, hor father died
—tnreformed, stupefied—Agate really mourned.
Her mother saw the turf placed upon his grave
without a tear. Her soul suid, God hath avenged
mo! For years, the mother ind | children sry.
gled on. “Agate, besides dally work, had, as it
‘away captive
No’one but hi
‘certain. amount
‘were, carrie
of education, 1 who has tried it
twenty-two, her mother went to her lest. On! the eaver and up the gubles of the roof, ro-
fame. Aad yet,nder
free, who, ¢
plow runs. an
0 one suspects whe old below or kuows how
he
to extra sFensure
Pet obyrny
ht of
the Inst day of her life her waind wandered back
early joy.
al-whispered some fondling
iit in the days of courtship and love. |
Thon, afler # lt, the Mong grief seemed | t2 the front door.
‘eOnpnen se
ruth—clear ag crystal—ner st
his father’s dissipation and example rad mek
Yet a certain. sympathy she had felt for him, | stands
pon her
When they reached the. yalasge Agate’s:
‘thet face had lost something of
gentle feelings rested
end of her di reaps youth,”
One had better Bias mh tie than
: a iat tones of ove
Ising, like goud sag | in fields over which the
erg 6 "no lack of hospitable hot te
sembling a stiff rufle, the notion of an old lady's
She half-spake | cap and frill once hinted could not be got out of
words, as if | the mind.
mnt yard was leep. A straight path led
neither side of it was
wala to overshadow her. ©“ Ayal e_Agate | border of “neu with intermediate spaces fled
He's come. Put bm to bed, oh God no Bho | wit flowe
dozed for an hour. after a tit | porch architectural pretension
ime, some
er even ware bree bestrid the front door, ana was itself at once a
“ (aes, Py or 0
METATNG FOR
advange or reteton “raw fin and 8 A trellis, for honey-
snk es vi
Pht windows on pithor.side were it
% ) comparba With ‘noah bar de ware, a, with
| eas seemed even more diminutive,
ice,? mite entry receives sou, 28 Is too
‘often n modern honses, ae hall ofa
in i
velting 3g cives you uo frst fmpreseon
tra
ture, would have made her a remarkable woman me
anywhere. She was hot aro times on entering yon fear that by some mista
Hy of features; but she you have got Into a clothes closets at of ers,
Yen and stro ng F400 ofa ae ‘and kind. | You enter upon a space so small that it is only
Peace ana strong. ‘that by a dexterous Interchange of elvUites between
which one would not will Mingly see ‘inated, Her yourstir and fhe {oor that you can get in or the
power of tntlignation was terrible. door be sh @ halls, so called, ° man
pleton found that out. He had paid aiention feos a pair of corkwrew aidvs coming right
To Agate, Good-looking, eapable of W down won hima, and fears lest. by some Jugater i
he be seized and extracted lke a cork into
‘per space, Often the ‘doors are 80 a
ent nature as a like
iat what with the ahntt t
the sterner soul of
of being Impaled on the latch,
or flapped front and ear for, vigorous springs
such nimble-
we expert, or having
he can dasit through, it
with a “now-Pve-got-
love, would
opened the doer, befo
will spring baek’on him
you” air quite alarming,
Such houses seldom remut their torments here,
where Is an exquisite symmetry in all the interior
adaptations, You finish renew ‘and rise tode-
Parl, taking the door most tikely to let you out,
Yoursel€ walking Into a ‘sweeties
it never was, "One
8 meeting in
too long for
They returned home that night, Tom Temple- ct
HL Afterward they never again
poke to ‘What the history was ne!
‘said—he for shame, and she from scorn. For | hall
Tipon her face a look so] Ward
id. moral totgnation, that one
Th
ung bi ing acquitted himself well
of tie axe exit! wentenc executed a
Packard, and wholly awkward hi
fhe sor, with inedfuble sa
faetion,
into the china closet! The
ie se cate + tho Jitte boss lana out ;
you are confused, and the beau
what if it had
it, , That was the the
still
ate tous, net | fuore rants been the cellar
door? On one ‘eens visiting a thrift
ung housekeeper. | friend whose dining-room and sitting room were
with her | one, We came near descending headlong into
cellar, which, for convenience probably,
fearared pate
joors in a Sines Toor
harvests wave, because | The one was the true door of departure; the
next, the cellar; and the third a bed-room
‘There was only one chaneo in three for a
stranger.
Do you Not think that a house reveals the
arehiter’s Disposition? T do, We know much
j never | Of Weiter fiom his style. ‘the ayte of aca
or avg herer fons naturas will have Involved. parenthvetieal
octor's house, but | fill of
i qalideations and Timitations
show
coseure in siple.
An affectionate and ies nature pours
owt luxuriantly, and blossoms all over with or-
naments.
‘The same Ie true with sariste who really de-
3] serve . the
man ither
he Dlewsure of
anty ot its chat
dor are th iid wid ns. For| see ‘and fichy and it is this sele-part thi
‘all that, our readers bad a right to expect an | gives the: style. Some rt
invitation to the Doctor's vouse | and as the | (haysown spirit gore with S
whole family are off to-day on a pie-nic, we will | jt *nd gives (0 It that undiscoverable some-
steal in and look’ over th ace. This | grit trom, another tnd 8, every. artist,
jatrusion would be exceedingly rude in actual dips his brash in his ow:
Ute ; int in books such things are often done, | own nature Into bis pictures,
‘and may be again; and if any compiat ares, \Why should not the architect, then, transfuse
will take the Blam
‘Approach the et@-fshioned manson through
First take notice
The ancient New-Bugland areata seamed to
roof, A
it; for two windows projected trom
aaa eared Toof ina manner that Invariably
a pair of great eyes!’ And as there
wane enon ‘ornamental 1:
8D
into his work sor
wething of his
} room
Some houses’ are preciston-
Its. They are inched and erlmped, and you
almost. expect to le and
white apron, on ratem. others are renerous
and . hospitable..." Every time you look at
of the roof,
come in?. Tam waiti
dwellings are. stately and aig ‘and some
| are cosy and Jolly. Every day I see houses
the steep] that cannot repress thelr scora at beggarly
athe, door ine
houes tn thelr neighborhood
an. excluding air.
cilious, and the very cornice has nestlof wel
bred contempt. - But it is in the interior of men
ailing catried along
and # houses, that the real disposition must be
found. The mx mney ete some e dwellings,
Spor
out heart eties on sly, “ Peace be
P
fs To! when fou enter asf do; this selitshness
ta ‘brick nd ‘mortar!’ The architast wes
ean and narrow soul, I know! His cellings'
aro only fifteen fect high. I wonder he aid no
on up with them till they were as high as he
fet himuet tobe above common ten: What a
good Jee house this ronla make! epitl-
What
in these walls! AS you stand upo
ines the whe hall tare a you, and sys,
¢ plaster, Well, what do you want here
Xi auch fears are bandas you enter Dr.
enoworths ota facfoned mansion,
twelve feet
On 1
a nde
ine farther end se
wide. They say to Son, plata as words ean
speak, “do not weary yourself.” ‘The short rise
ao broad tread susgust case, And six or eight,
's being taken, the stairs seemed to have
Sinn th mnind and conehded to st ‘op there,
, 1s ight feet widle ran across
| the ‘whole thf te hal the space wi
still further augmented b; dow-wi
circling out backward, whieh the Doctor had built,
d filled with colored glass.’ Only at
fof entered light always gave a
kind of ninrie cheer to the hal,
Midway of the lower halla grand, old fnshioned,
bons cased clock, standing on the floor, reached
to the ceiling. It was not only a time-keeper
of hours; but of daze and months,
Festa, mand the grea) variets.oF Its dt
this yeneeablet metroment at-absentanieded
ra sort ors Teserve and dignity, which well set
off the eas of all the rest of the dwelling.
‘That etocl
of time, wi
tnd only to their 0
decide which of th Ne tr emo
gular. fnany single day, ‘he clock mi twin;
but take the yeas together, Agate Blascll Note
ime-K ina th
x at
make propo:
less graces as in him do reside will ever tempt
oe
i
¥
—who must be moved forw: ow
story abe Feare—took up het fates mungina.
tlon out the old clock all manner
1e Was & double child,
Her ontward nature was sensible, Dractleal
worldly; her inward nature was deep in feeling,
solemn ‘and mystical, bit veined ‘and. traced
throughout with the richest flow of imagination,
None except her father knew thls inward fe;
nor he, nor she herself, except Ina dim and twi-
Mgt way.
e was just the one to make a hero of this
oi tall bhick eck.
Tiag and ovcullation of pletured stars, and e
clally ‘great phump-faced moon; that, Hike
some ‘men * thvays seemed seared because it
couldn't see anything
whole depth of the house.
about tnine fet hgh The eon
8 dremsed beam, and the core all around the
Foom was formed by the carved frame-beama
the house itself. On either side of the chinese
which stood midway on the west side,
deep bay-windows ; and, on the north e ond, one
lurge window coming down to the floor, and of
the size of three onary windows. The sides of
the Ibrary were filled with eases, and the whole
range of English HMteratare was area ta ten,
The best authors in the modern languages, too,
held their tongues eloquently in this Walhalla,
Drawers stuffed with curious pamphlets; lower
eases with folios allasses, ete. portollosand rok
‘umes of costly mngs—all evineed the Doc-
tor’ tastes, Not lke thes orderly ats of P
Buell was Dr. Wentwor
Dooks stood stiff and stern on ¢
soldierson parade, Some books w pre ott ¥iting
ome, in an affectionate mood, were leaning over
onan accommodating neighbor ; and some, tired
of thelt heavy contents, had lain down fat. and
gone to sleep, as If to give thelr readers, should
they have any, the rene. Some wer
splendidly bound, and flamed thelr zoten vee
ters from blite, and green, mson,
modest ramet Gthers
fe shelves were packed and stufed
bia they scemed bursting ; others stoed thlnty,
like a school half of whose scholars had got
font to play.
fore was the true peace-society,
rei were hushed here. "Heretic. and orthodox
stood in silent trace. | The men that kept the.
world in aracket, in their time,—Luther and they.
of the Vatican, Milton and Salmasins, Arminius
andthe whole Synod of Dort, Jesults and Jansen-
the ancients, medisval ‘scholasties, modern”
Ola quar-