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in the hall, which she overheard, and when Mrs. 
Lindsey scolded me for it, saying she was a very- 
wealthy lady from Florida, and accustomed to every 
attention at home, I said back some pert things, I 
suppose, for she threatened to write and tell you, 
and so I thought I’d come and tell you myself.” 
There was a dizzy whirl - in Mr. Browning’s 
brain,—a pallor about his lips,—for a terrible sus¬ 
picion had flashed upon him, and leaning forward, 
he said in a voice almost a whisper, “ What was 
the Florida lady’s name?” 
“Potter, or Porter, — yes, Miss Porter , that 
was it. But what is the matter? Are you sick ?” 
Rosamond asked, as she saw how white he was. 
“Only a sudden faintness. It will soon pass 
off,” he said. “ Tell me more of her. Did she see 
you ? Were you near her ?” 
“ No, ” answered Rosamond. “ She was sick all 
the time I was there, and did not leave her room. 
The girls said, though, that she was rather pretty, 
but had big, black, evil-looking eyes. I don’t know 
why it was, but I felt afraid of her, — felt just as 
though she was my evil genius. I couldn’t help 
it, — but you are sick, Mr. Browning. You are 
pale as a ghost. Lie down upon the sofa, and let 
me bring the pillows, as I used to do.” 
She darted off in the direction of his sleeping- 
room, unconscious of the voice which called after 
her, asking if it were not dark in the hall, and bid¬ 
ding her take a light.” 
“ But what does it matter ?” he said, as he 
tottered to the sofa. She is not here. Atwater 
Seminary is two hundred miles away. She can’t 
harm Rosamond now.” 
By this time Rosamond came with the pillows, 
which she arranged upon the sofa, making him lie 
dow r n while she sat by, and laid her hand sooth¬ 
ingly upon his burning forehead. 
“ We will have tea in here to-night,” she said, 
“ I told Mrs. Peters so, and I will make it myself. 
Do you feel any better ?” and she brought her rosy 
face so near to his that he felt her warm breath 
upon his cheek. 
“ Yes, I am better,” he said, “ but keep your 
hand upon my forehead. It assures me of your 
presence, when my eyes are shnt.” 
So Rosamond sat beside him, and when Mrs. 
Peters came in to lay the cloth, she found them 
thus together. Smiling knowingly, she whispered 
to herself, “’Nater is the same everywhere,” and 
the good lady bustled in and out, bringing her 
choicest bits and richest cake in honor of her pet’s 
return. That night, freed from boarding-school 
restraint, Rosamond slept soundly in her own pleas¬ 
ant chamber, but to Ralph Browning, pacing up 
and down his room, there came not a moment of 
unconsciousness. He could not forget how near 
he had been to one who had embittered his whole 
life,—nor yet how near to her young Rosamond had 
been, and he shuddered as if the latter had escaped 
an unseen danger. Occasionally, too, the dread 
thought stole over him, “suppose she should come 
here, and with her eagle eyes discover what, if it 
exists at all, is hidden in the inmost recesses of my 
heart.” 
But of this he had little fear, and when the morn¬ 
ing came he was himself again, and, save that it 
was haggard and pale, his face gave no token of the 
terrible night he had passed. But what should he 
do with Rosamond ? This was the question which 
now perplexed him. He had no desire to send her 
from him again, neither would she have gone if he 
had—and he at last came to the very sensible con¬ 
clusion that the school in his own village was quite 
as good as any, and she accordingly became an 
attendant at the Granby Female Seminary. Here 
she remained for two years and a half, over which 
time we will pass silently and introduce her again 
to our readers, when she is nearly eighteen, — a 
graduate, — a belle, — and the sunshine of River¬ 
side. [To be continued.] 
“Are all women furies in disguise? — and Rosa¬ 
mond seemed so gentle,—so good.” 
He did not hear the low knock on his door, for 
his thoughts were far away in the south-land, 
where he had learned his first lesson of woman¬ 
kind. Neither did he hear the light footfall upon 
the floor, but when a sweet, tearful voice said to 
him, “ Mr. Browning, are you feeling so badly for 
me?” he started, and there on a hassock at his 
feet, sat Rosamond Leyton. The sight of her was 
unexpected, and it startled him for a moment, but 
soon recovering his composure he said gently, 
“ Why are you here ? I supposed you were in bed.” 
Rosamond began to cry, and with her usual im¬ 
petuosity replied, “ I came to tell you how sorry I 
am for behaving so rudely to you. I do try to 
govern my temper so hard, but it sometimes get3 
the mastery. Won’t you forgive me, sir? It 
wasn’t Rosamond that acted so,— it was a vile, 
wicked somebody else. Will you forgive me?” 
and in her dread that the coveted forgiveness 
might be withheld, she forgot that he was only 
twenty-four , and laid her head upon his knee, sob¬ 
bing like a little child. 
“ Had she done like this, how different would 
my life have been,” thought Mr. Browning, and 
involuntarily caressing the curly head, he was 
about to speak, when Rosamond interrupted him, 
saying, “I won’t deceive you, Mr. Browning, and 
make you think I’m better than I am. I am sorry 
I acted so to you, but I don’t believe I’m sorry 
about Mrs. Van Yechten. I don’t like her, for 
she always treats me as though I were not near as 
good as she, and I can’t wait on her any more. 
Must I? Oh, don’t make me,” and she looked be¬ 
seechingly into his face. 
He could not help respecting her for that inborn 
feeling, which would not permit herself to be 
trampled down, and though he felt intuitively that 
she was having her own way after all, he assured 
her of his forgiveness, and then added, “ Mrs. Van 
Vechten will not require your services, for she 
received a letter to-night, saying her presence was 
needed at home, and she leaves us to-morrow.” 
“ And Ben f” she asked, “ does he go, too ?” 
“ ne accompanies his mother to New York,” he 
said, “ and I believe she intends leaving him there 
with a friend, until his school commences again.” 
In spite of herself, Rosamond rather liked Ben, 
and feeling that she was the cause of his banish¬ 
ment from Riverside, her sympathy was enlisted 
for him, and she said, “ If I were not here, Ben 
would stay. Hadn’t you rather send me away?” 
“No, Rosamond, no; I need you here,” was Mr. 
Browning’s reply, and then as the clock struck 
eleven, he bade her leave him, saying it was time 
children like her were in bed. 
As he had said, Mrs. Van Vechten was going 
away, and she came down to breakfast next morn¬ 
ing in her traveling dress, appearing very unamia- 
ble, and looking very cross at Rosamond, with 
whom she finally parted without a word of recon¬ 
ciliation. Ben, on the contrary, was all affability, 
and managed slyly to kiss her, telling her he should 
come there again in spitc^/jejs mother. 
After their departure the' household settled back 
into its usual monotonous way of living, with the 
exception that Rosamond, being promoted to the 
position of an equal, became, in many respects, tbe 
real mistress of Riverside, though Mrs. Peters 
nominally held 1 the reiilxand Fide h on! superin¬ 
tending her work, built many castles of the future 
when her protege would be a*full grown woman 
and her master still young and handsome! 
Chapter IV.—Rosamond’s Education. 
One year has passed away since Mrs. Van Vech- 
ten departed for the South, and up the locust- 
lined avenue which leads to Riverside, the owner 
of the place is slowly riding. It is not pleasant 
going home to-night, and so he lingers by the way, 
wondering why it is that the absence of a child 
should make so much difference in one’s feelings ! 
During the year Rosamond bad recited her lessons 
to him, but with many others he fancied no girl’s 
education could be finished unless she were sent 
away —and two weeks before the night of which 
we write he had taken her himself to Atwater Semi¬ 
nary, a distance of more than two hundred miles, 
and then, with a sense of desolation for which he 
could not account, he had returned to his home, 
which was never so lonely before. There was no 
merry voice within the hails,—no tripping feet 
upon the stairs,—no soft, white hand to bathe his 
forehead when suffering from real or fancied head¬ 
aches,—no slippers waiting by his chair,—no flow¬ 
ers on the mantle,—no bright face at the window,— 
no Rosamond at the door. 
Of all this was he thinking that November after¬ 
noon, and when at last he reached his home, he 
went straight to his library, hoping to find a letter 
there, telling him of her welfare. But letter there 
was none, and with a feeling of disappointment he 
started for the parlor. The. door was ajar and he 
caught glimpses of a cheerfully blazing fire within 
the grate. The shutters, too, were open and the 
curtains were put back just as they used to be when 
she was there. It seemed like the olden time, and 
with spirits somewhat enlivened he advanced into 
the room. His favorite chair stood before the fire, 
and so near to it that her head was leaning on its 
arm, sat a young girl. Her back was turned 
towards him, but he knew that form full well, and 
joyfully he cried, “ Rosamond, how came youhere?” 
Amid her smiles and tears, Rosamond attempted 
to tell him the story of her grievances. She was 
home-sick, and she could not learn half so much at 
the Atwater Seminary as at home, — then, too, she 
hated the straight-jacket rules, and hated the lady 
boarder, who pretended to be sick, and wouldn’t 
let the school girls breathe, especially Rosamond 
Leyton, for whom she seemed to have conceived a 
particular aversion. 
Pleased as Mr. Browning was to have Rosamond 
with him again, he did not quite like her reasons 
for coming back, and he questioned her closely as 
to the cause of her sudden return. 
“I shouldn’t have come, perhaps,” said Rosa¬ 
mond, “if that sick woman hadn’t been so nervous 
and disagreeable. She paid enormous sums for 
her board, and so Mrs. Lindsey would hardly let us 
breathe for fear of disturbing her. My room was 
over hers, and I had to take oft'my shoes and walk 
on tip-toe, and even then she complained of me, 
saying I was rude and noisy, when I tried so hard 
to be still. I made some hateful remark about her 
who are you ? I know you are not a waiting-maid!” 
Rosamond explained who she was, and then, 
rather pleased with his.off-hand manner, began to 
question him concerning his journey, and so forth. 
Ben was delighted. It was not every girl who 
would of her own accord talk to him, and sitting 
down beside her, he told her twice that she was 
handsome, and unknown to her, w r as cautiously 
winding his arm around her waist, when from the 
rosewood bedstead there came the sharp, quick 
word, “ Benjamin !” and, unmindful of Rosamond’s 
presence, Ben leaped into tbe middle of the room, 
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YeCdten, pointing towards Rosamond, wne, wnouy 
ignorant of the nature of her offence, retreated 
hastily, wondering how she had displeased the 
capricious lady. 
|i Although Ben Van Yechten would not have 
dared to do a thing in direct opposition to his 
mother’s commands, he was not ordinarily afraid 
of her, and he now listened impatiently, while she 
told him that Rosamond Leyton was not a fit asso¬ 
ciate for a young man like himself. “She was a 
sort of nobody, whom her brother bad undertaken 
to educate,” she said, “and though she might be 
rather pretty, she was low-born and vulgar, as any 
one could see.” 
Ben confessed to a deficiency of eye-sight on 
that point, and then, as his mother showed no 
signs of changing tbe conversation, he left her 
abruptly and sauntered off into the garden, where 
he came suddenly upon Rosamond, who was finish¬ 
ing tbe Ancient Mariner in the summer-house, her 
favorite resort. 
“ go we’ve met again,” said he, “ and a pretty 
lecture I’ve had on your account.” 
“ Why on my account ?” asked Rosamond, and 
Ben, who never kept a thing to himself, told her 
in substance all his mother had said. 
“ She always wakes in tbe wrong time,” said he, 
“ and she saw me just as I was about to give you 
a little bit of a bug,— so” — and he proceeded to 
demonstrate. 
Rosamond’s temper was up, and equally indig¬ 
nant at mother and son, she started to her feet ; 
exclaiming, “I’d tbaiik you, sir, to let me alone.” 
“Whew-ew,” whistled Ben. “Spunky, ain’t 
you? Now, I rather like that. But pray don’t 
burst a blood vessel. I’ve no notion of making 
love to you, if mother does think so. You are too 
small a girl.” 
“ Too small a girl,” repeated Rosamond, scorn¬ 
fully. “ I’m fourteen to-morrow — quite too old 
to be insulted,” and she darted away, followed by 
the merry laugh of the good-humored Ben. 
Two hours before, Rosamond would not have 
been so excited, for though nearly fourteen, she 
was in thought and feeliDg a very child, as was 
proved by her askin g to kiss her benefactor’s hand. 
but Mrs. Van Vechten’s remarks, repeated to her 
by Ben, had wrought in her a change, and in some 
respects transformed her into a woman at once. 
She did not care so much for the liberties Ben had 
attempted to take, but his mother’s words rankled 
in her bosom, awakening within her a feeling of 
bitter resentment, and when next the lady’s bell 
rang out its summons for her to come, she sat still 
upon the door-steps and gave no heed. 
t‘ Rosamond,” said Mrs. Peters, “Mia. Van 
Vechten is ringing for you.” 
“ Let her ring, I’m not going to wait on her any 
more,” and Rosamond returned to the book she 
was reading. 
Meantime, flurried and impatient, the lady above 
stairs pulled at the bell-rope, growing more ner¬ 
vous and angry with every pull, until at last, as 
she heard her brother’s step in the hall, she went 
out to him and said, “ I wish you’d send that girl 
to me. I’ve rung at least fifty times; and dare 
say she’s enticing Ben again. I knew it would 
be so. :> 
Going hurriedly down the stairs, Mr. Browning 
sought out Rosamond and said to her, “ My sister 
is ringing for you.” 
“ I know it, sir,” and the brown eyes, which 
heretofore bad seemed so soft and gentle, flashed 
upon him an expression which puzzled him. 
“Then why do you not go?” he asked, and the 
young girl replied, “I shall not wait upon her any 
more.” 
“ Rosamond /” said Mr. Browning. There was 
severity in the tone of his voice, and Rosamond 
roused at once. 
“She says I am vulgar, and low-lorn, and have 
designs upon Ben,” said she, “and it’s a false¬ 
hood. My mother was as much a lady as she. I 
am not vulgar, and I hate Ben, and I won’t stay 
here, if I must wait on her. Shall I go away ?” 
If Rosamond left, the life of the house went with 
her. This Mr. Browning knew ; but man-like, be 
did not wish to be conquered by a woman, and 
after questioning her as to the nature of Mrs. Van 
Vechten’s offence, he answered, “My sister says 
some foolish things, I know, but it is my request 
that you attend to her while she stays, and I ex¬ 
pect to be obeyed.” 
That last word was unfortunate, for Rosamond 
had a stroDg will of her own, and tapping her 
little foot upon tbe ground, she said saucily, “And 
suppose you are not obeyed ?” 
He did not tell her she must leave Riverside, 
but he said, “ You must answer for your disobedi¬ 
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trol youthen, fearing that his own high temper 
might be tried more than he chose to have it, he 
walked away just in time to avoid hearing her say, 
“ she cared less for him than for his sister!” 
Rosamond was too impulsive not to repent bit¬ 
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leaving Mrs. Van Vechten to herself, and refused 
to speak to Ben, whose face in consequence wore 
a most melancholy expression, she almost cried 
herself sick, and at last startled Mrs. Peters, just 
as that lady was stepping into bed, by declaring 
that she must see Mr. Browning before she slept. 
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T1HE YOUTHFUL ERROR 
BY MRS. MARY J. HOLMES. 
[Continued from page 220, last number.] 
Chapter m.—Ben’s Visit. 
The next morning, as Mrs. Van Yechten was 
slowly making her toilet alone, there came agentle 
rap at her door, and Rosamond Leyton appeared, 
her face fresh and blooming as a rose-bud, her 
curls brushed back from her forehead, and her 
voice very respectful, as she said — “I have come 
to ask your pardon for my roughness yesterday. 
I can do better, and if you will let me wait on you 
while you stay, I am sure I shall please you.” 
Mrs. Van Vechten could not resist that appeal, 
and she graciously accepted the girl’s offer, asking 
her the while what had made the change in her 
behavior. Always frank and truthful, Rosamond 
explained to the lady that Mr. Browning’s kind¬ 
ness had filled her with gratitude and determined 
her to do as she had done. To her Mrs. Van 
Yechten said nothing, but when she met her 
brother at the breakfast table, there was an omi¬ 
nous frown upon her face, and the moment they 
were alone she gave him her opinion without re¬ 
serve. But Mr. Browning was firm. “He should 
have something to live for,” he said, “and Heaven 
only knew the lonely hours he passed with no 
object in which to be interested. Her family, 
though unfortunate, were highly respectable,” he 
added, “ and if I can make her a useful ornament 
in society, it is my duty to do so.” 
Mrs. Van Yechten knew how useless it would 
be to remonstrate with him, and she gave up the 
contest, mentally resolving that “Ben should not 
pass his College vacations there.” 
When the villagers learned that Mr. Browning 
intended to educate Rosamond and treat her as his 
equal, they ascribed it wholly to the influence of 
his sister, who, of course, had suggested to him 
an act which seemed every way right and proper. 
They did not know how the lady opposed it, nor 
how, for many days, she maintained a cold reserve 
towards the young girl, who strove in various 
ways to conciliate her, and at last succeeded so 
far that she not only accepted her services at her 
toilet, but even asked of her sometimes to read 
her to sleep in the afternoon, a process neither 
long nor tedious, for Mrs. Van Vechten was not 
literary, and by the time the second page was 
reached she usually nodded her full acquiescence 
to the author’s opinions, and Rosamond was free 
to do as she pleased. 
One afternoon when Mrs. Van Yechten was fast 
asleep, and Rosamond deep in the “ Rime of the 
Ancient Mariner,’’(the former having selected that 
poem as an opiate because of its musical jingle,) 
there was the sound of a bounding step upon the 
stairs, accompanied by the stirring notes of Yan¬ 
kee Doodle, which some one whistled at the top of 
his voice. Rosamond was about going to see who 
it was, when the door opened and disclosed to 
view a long, lank, light-haired, good-natured look¬ 
ing youth, dressed in tbe extreme of fashion, with 
a huge gold chain dangling across his vest and an 
immense diamond ring upon his little finger. This 
last he managed to show frequently by caressing 
bis cbin, where, by tbe aid of a microscope, a very 
little down might possibly have been found! This 
was Ben ! He bad just arrived, and learning that 
bis mother was in her room, had entered it uncer¬ 
emoniously. The unexpected apparition of a 
beautiful young girl startled him, and be intro¬ 
duced himself to her good graces by the very 
expressive exclamation, “ Thunder! I beg your 
pardon, Miss,” he continued, as he met her sur¬ 
prised and reproving glance. “ You scared me so 
I didn’t know what else to say. It’s a favorite 
expression of mine, but I’ll quit it, if you say so. 
Do you live here ?” 
“ I wait upon your mother,” was tbe quiet an¬ 
swer, which came near wringing from the young 
man a repetition of the offensive word. 
But he remembered himself in time, and then 
continued, “How do you know she’s my mother? 
You are right, though. I’m Ben Van Yechten— 
the veriest dolt in school, they say. But, as an 
offset, I’ve got a heart as big as an ox ; and now, 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
CHEMICAL ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 54 letters. 
My 1, 2, 82, 47, 83, 4, 41 is the most perfect of metallic 
substances. 
My 7, 22, 9, 49, 23, 24, 28,16, 17, 11, 3, 29, 27, 25, 47, 33, 
12 is one of the tests for gold. 
My 12, 45, 39, 51, 47, IS, 40, 50, 15, 11, 40 is one of tbe 
proximate principles of plants. 
My 50, 53, 54, 8,17 is obtained by tbe distillation of alco¬ 
hol with sulphuric acid. 
My 35, 88,16, 28 is a sulphate of alumina and potassa. 
My 37,18, 88, 89, 27, 37 is a kind of bark used in tan¬ 
ning. 
My 9, 3, 2,15,17,18, 9 is the matter or principle of heat. 
My 6, 5, 81, 41, 26 is a usefhl agent. 
My 21, 27, 52,1, 20, 11, 82 is the narcotic principle of 
opium. 
My 42, 53, 3, 44, 9, 48 is an abundant principle in the 
vegetable kingdom. 
My 9, 3,46, 1, 30, 27, 26 is one of the ingredients of 
plants. 
My whole is a well known truth of nature. 
Pavilion, N. Y., 1859. Miss A. M. Bishop. 
Answer in two weeks. 
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IO MORE, have always on hand a good supply of Lock- 
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Posts, Well and Cistern Covers, Curbing, Paving, and Build¬ 
ing Stone, Flagging—all sizes, Fire-proof Vaults, Ac. They 
will contract for Street Improvements, generally, at home 
or abroad , and fill all orders on short notice, addressed to 
Thomas Kathbun, Buffalo, Wm. W. Whitmore, Loci.-'ort, or 
to the subscriber, Fitzhugh St. Bridge, Rochester. 
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SURVEYING QUESTION. 
Tiie area of a right-angle triangle is one acre, the 
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Ivingsboro, N. Y., 1859. E. G. W. 
Answer in two weeks. 
ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &c. IN No. 494, 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma;— Analytical Or¬ 
thography. 
Answer to Biographic-Poetical Enigma; — Harry 
Homespun and Carrie Carrington. 
Answer to Riddle Ba-king. 
Answer to Arithmetical Problem:—The first pays 
$1,015 83K, and owns 4-1.8 of it; the second $1,528, and 
owns C-18; and the third $2,030 66%, and owns 8-18. 
Mr. Browning sat in his library, alone. He did 
not usually retire early, but this night be had 
cause for wakefulness. The burst of passion he 
had witnessed in his protege, had carried him 
back to a time when another than little Rosamond 
Leyton had laughed his wishes to scorn. 
“ And is it ever thus with them ?” he said. 
