^Unicrtiscmcnts 
“ Who?" exclaimed tbe lady, the tone of her 
voice so sharp—so loud and earnest, that Rosa¬ 
mond was startled, and did not answer for an in¬ 
stant. 
When she did, she said, “I beg your pardon ; 
it is Mr. Browning who is twenty-eight.” 
“Ah, yes, I did not quiie understand yon. I’m 
a little hard of hearing. Who is Mr. Browning ?” 
The voice had assumed its usually soft, .smooth 
tone, and Rosamond could not see the rapid beat¬ 
ings of the heart, nor the eager curiosity lurking 
in the glittering black eyes. The lady seemed 
indifferent, and smoothed carelessly tbe rich Va¬ 
lenciennes lace, which edged the sleeve of her 
cambric wrapper. 
“ Did you tell me who Mr. Browning was, dear? 
and the black eyes wandered over the counterpane, 
looking everywhere but at Rosamond, so fearful 
was their owner lest they should betray the interest 
she felt in the answer. 
Mr. Browning,” said Rosamond, “is — is—I 
hardly know what he is to me. I went to his 
house to live when I was a little, friendless or¬ 
phan, aDd he very kindly educated me, and made 
me what I am. 1 live with him still at Riverside.” 
“ Ye-es—Riverside—beau-ti-ful name—his coun¬ 
try-scat—1—sup-pose,” the words dropped syllable 
by syllable from the white lips, but there was no 
quiver in the voice—no ruffle upon her face. 
Raising herself upon her elbow, the lady con¬ 
tinued, “Pray don’t think me fidgety, but won’t 
you please open that shutter. I did not think it 
would be so dark. There, that’s a good girl. 
Now, come and sit by me on the bed, and tell me 
of Riverside. Put your feet in the chair, or lake 
this pillow. There, turn a little more to the light. 
I like to see people when they talk to me.” 
Rosamond complied with each request, and then, 
never dreaming of the close examination to which 
towards her now was so strange that she dared not, 
and she was almost as glad as himself when at last 
the morning came for her to go. 
“ Promise me one thing,” he said, as they stood 
together a moment alone. “ Don’t write until you 
hear from me, and don’t come home until I send 
for you.” 
“ And suppose the Lawries come, what then?” 
she asked, and he replied,—“ No matter; stay un¬ 
til I write. Here are five hundred dollars in case 
of an emergency,” and he thrust a check into her 
hand. “ Stop,” he continued, as the carriage came 
round,—“ Did you put your clothes away where 
no one can see them, or are you taking them all 
with you?” 
“Why, no, why should I?” she answered.— 
“ Ain’t I coming back? ” 
“ Yes, yes,—Heaven only knows,” he said. “ Oh, 
Rosamond, it may be I am parting with you for¬ 
ever, and at such a moment, is it a sin for you to 
kiss me? You asked to do so once. Will you do 
it now ? ” 
“ I will,” she replied, and she kissed, unhesitat¬ 
ingly, his quivering lips. 
The Lawries were at the door 
DOUBLE NATURE. 
Two lives the meanest of us live; 
One which the world beholds, and one 
Whose hidden history none may give, 
But he who lives it-he alone, 
Its wondrous ecstacies can know ; 
Its ever changing streams of thought; 
Its deep, unutterable woe ; 
Its visions bright and heaven-fraught. 
lie o’er its secret sins may groan, 
And blush to hear the common praise 
Of actions, which, if rightly shown, 
Could only loudest censure raise, 
lie o’er its noblest may rejoice. 
Though none the virtues can behold ; 
For facts, that win the common voice, 
Demand a blazonment of gold. 
And so, with full, potential power, 
For vilest sins, or purest deeds, 
We pass through life, and win a dower 
Of mingled praise and blame that needs 
A juster judge, the scales to hold, 
Than here on earth weighs cause and deed ; 
Ourselves and God alone behold 
The motives which to action lead. 
And thus we gather fame and shame; 
Alike unearned—alike untrue; 
Receiving praise where men should blame, 
And blame where praise is rightly due. 
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riage is not lor me. 'mere is a 
why I cannot marry, and if at times I am cold to¬ 
wards you, it is because—because 
Rosamond’s eyes were riveted upon his face; 
darker and darker they grew, becoming at last 
almost black in their intensity. She was beginning 
to understand him, and coloring crimson, she an¬ 
swered bitterly,- 
but you need have do 
that honor, 
man 
“ Rosamond,’ 
low, so 
[ feelings 
no i- 
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I know what you would say, 
fears, for I never aspired to 
Rosamond Leyton has yet to see the 
she could love .” 
and Mr. Browning’s voice was so 
mournful in its tone that it quelled the angry 
3 in the young girl’s bosom, and she offered 
resistance when he came to her side and took her 
hand in his, saying as he did so,—“Listen to mo. 
You came here a little girl, and at first I did not 
heed you, hut you made your presence felt in 
various ways, until at last I thought T could not 
live without you. You are a young lady now—the 
world calls you beautiful. To me you are beauti¬ 
ful. Oh, so beautiful,” and he laid one hand upon 
her shining hair, softly, tenderly, nay, proudly, as 
if she had been his child. “ I am not old yet, and 
it would be natural that we should love each other, 
but we must not—we cannot.” 
“ And lest I should love you too well, you have 
tried to make me bate you,” interrupted Rosamond, 
trying in vain to release herself from his powerful 
grasp, and adding, “but you can spare yourself 
the trouble. I like you too well to hate you; but 
as I live, I would wot marry you if I could. I 
mean what I say ! ” 
He released her hand, and returning to his chair, 
laid his head upon the table, while she continued:— 
“ I know just about how well you like me—how 
necessary I am to your comfort, and since fate has 
decreed that we should be thrown together, let us 
contribute to each others happiness as far as in us 
lies. I will think of you as a brother, if you like, 
and you shall treat me as a sister until somebody 
takes me off your hands. Now, I can’t say / shall 
never marry, for I verily believe I shall. Mean¬ 
time, you must think of me just as you would if 
Mr. Browning?” 
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a ] s0) —and forcing down his emotion, he bade her a 
calm good-bye. The carriage rolled away, but ere 
its occupants were six miles from Riverside, every 
article of dress which had belonged to Rosamond 
had disappeared from her room, which presented 
the appearance of any ordinary bed-chamber, and 
in great alarm, came to Mr. 
when Mrs. Peters, 
Browning, asking what he supposed had become ] 
of them, he answered quietly,—“I have put them 
in my private closet and locked them up ! ” 
Had not Mrs. Peters, and Rosamond, too, some 
well founded reasons for thinking the man was 
crazy ? _ 
Chapter VI—Marie Porter. 
The Hotels were crowded with visitors. Every 
apartment at - Hall, from basement to attic, 
was full, save two small rooms, eight by ten, so 
diDgy and uncomfortable, that only in cases of 
emergency were they offered to guests. These, 
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1859, by 
1). D. T. Moore, in the Office of the Clerk of the District 
Court for the Northern District of the State of New York. 
ROSAMOND; 
« o it, 
THE YOUTHFUL ERROR 
point, unless she were willing to share the apart¬ 
ment of a sick lady, who had graciously consent¬ 
ed to receive any genteel, well-bred person, who 
looked as though they would be quiet and not 
rummage her things more than once a day! 
“ She was a very high-bred woman,” the ob¬ 
sequious attendant said, “ and her room the best 
in the house; she would not remain much longer, 
and when she was gone the young lady could have 
it alone, or share it with her companions. It con¬ 
tained two beds, of course, besides a few nails for 
dresses.” 
“ Oh, do take it,” whispered the younger Miss 
Lawrie, who was not yet thoroughly versed in 
the pleasures of a watering place, and who cast 
rueful glances at her cheerless pen, so different 
from her airy chamber at home. 
So Rosamond’s trjnks were taken to No. 20, 
whither she herself illowed them. The first oc- 
| oupant, It would .uM, was q^itc an invalid for 
i though it- vvu« afternoon, she was still 
at any moment, deprive them of employment and their 
families of bread, we say. Resolve now, while you may, to 
seek a home where such perils are unknown. In every new 
settlement, in every thriving rural district, there is always 
work for the resolute and able, and a sure independence for 
those who by diligence and temperance deserve it. 
We mean to sell lands, as well aB negotiate for purchasers 
with those who have large tracts for sale, in every part of 
the Union; but our attention is more specially directed to 
the neighboring States—Virginia, Kentucky, Tennessee, Mis¬ 
souri. Virginia especially proffers at this time remarkable 
inducements to immigrants. Her climate is temperate and 
genial—the Peach, tbe Apple, the Pear, the Grape, alike 
thrive in it—it is far better and more desirably Timbered 
than almost any new State; its navigable rivers and innu¬ 
merable, available streams, water-power, and profusion of 
the most valuable minerals—Coal, Iron, Salt, Copper, &c.— 
are unsurpassed ; the State has expended large sums In con¬ 
structing Canals and Railroads across its entire breadth, 
which place almost every County within a few hours ride 
either of its seaports or of the great inland cities of Cincin¬ 
nati, Pittsburgh, Wheeling, Louisville, Ac.; yet fertile, invi¬ 
ting land, whether improved or new, is far cheaper this day 
in the Mother of States, than it is in Minnesota or Oregon 
No where else on earth can lands filled with accessible Coal 
or Iron Ore, covered with choice Timber, and excellent 
alike for Grain and Grass, Fruit and Roots, be obtained so 
cheaply as in Old Virginia; while to men of considerable 
means we can sell good farms almost within sight of Wash¬ 
ington City for less than the fair cost of the Improvements. 
The Tnble Lands of Ernst Tennessee present some 
of the most invit ing ff olds for enterprise and industry. 1 tie 
climate is salubrious and healthful. Its soil is adapted to all 
aui {cultural purouites. Its unimproved I an OH arc, covered 
with useful Timber, or present natural openings and 
Meadows producing nutritious grass. The farmer can have 
his products on ship board in 30 hours, and can buy his Gro¬ 
ceries, Dry Goods, &c., at home as cheap as any one in New 
England. Yet we can sell him good lands with perfect, un- 
you had a wife. Is it a bargain, 
She spoke playfully, but he knew she was in 
earnest, and from his inmost soul he blessed her 
for having thus brought the conversation to a close. 
He would not tell her why he had said to her what 
he had—it was not what he intended to say, and he 
knew she was in a measure deceived, but he could 
not explain to her now; be could not tell her that 
he trembled for himself far more than for her, and 
it was not for her then to know how much he loved 
her, nor how that love was wearing his life away 
because of its great sin. He was growing old now 
very fast. The shadows of years were on his brow, 
and Rosamond almost fancied she saw his brown 
She was a warm-hearted, 
the pillow assumed a dark and almost fiendish 
expression. “ Why, yes, I love him as a brother, 
but nothing else. 'I respect him for his goodness, 
but it would be impossible to love him with a mar¬ 
rying ' 
Porter was about to speak when Anna Lawrie 
sent for Rosamond, 
the room, 1" ‘ 
BY MRS. MARY J. HOLMES. 
but nothing else. I respect him for his goodness, 
—j love.” 
'Tbe fierce expression passed away, and Miss 
Porter was about to speak when Anna Lawrie 
sent for Rosamond, who excused herself and left 
the room, thinking that, after all, she should like 
her old enemy of Atwater Seminary very much. 
Meantime “the enemy” had buried her face in 
her pillows, and clenching her blue veined fists, 
struck at the empty air, just as she would have 
struck at tiie owner of Riverside had he been 
standing there. . 
“Fine time he-has of it,” she muttered, “living 
there with her, and she so young and beautiful. I 
could have, strangled her—the jade!—when she 
sat here talking so enthusiasticaly to me, of him! 
And she lo'veB him, too. 1 know she does, though 
she don’t knoW it herself. But I mi(st bc-wary. I 
must seem to like tins girl muoi v n Lor confi¬ 
dence—so I can probe her heart to its core, and if 
I find they love each other!”—she paused a mo¬ 
ment, then grinding her teeth together, added 
slowly, as if the sound of her voice were musical 
and sweet, “ Marie Porter will be avenged !” 
That strange woman could be a demon or an 
angel, and as the latter character suited her just 
now, Rosamond, on her return to her room, found 
her all gentleness and love. [To be continued. 
[Continued from page 228, last number.] 
Chapter V.—Brother and Sister. 
During the time which had elapsed since Ben 
Van Vecuten first made the acquaintance of 
Rosamond, he had not once been to Riverside, for 
failing to enter College, and overwhelmed with 
mortification at his failure, he had returned to 
Alabama, from which place he wrote to her occa- 
lally, always addressing her as a little girl, and 
had buried her face in 
sion; 
speaking of himself as a very ancient personage in 
comparison with herself. But that Rosamond was 
now no longer a little girl, was proved by her 
finely fminded figure—her intelligent face—her 
polished manners and self-reliant air. And Rosa¬ 
mond was beautiful, too—so beautiful that strangers 
invariably asked who she was, turning always for a 
second look, when told she was the adopted sister 
or daughter,—the villagers hardly knew which,— 
of the wealthy Mr. Browning. But whether she 
were the daughter or the sister of the man with 
whom sho lived, she was in reality the mistress of 
his household, and those who at first slighted her 
as the child of a milliner, now gladly paid her 
homage as one who was to be the heir of Mr. 
Browning’s wealth. He would never marry her, 
the wise one’s said,—would never marry anybody, 
_ an d go, with this understanding, he was free to 
talk, walk and ride with her as often as he chose. 
He liked her, the people said, but did not love her, 
while Rosamond herself believed he almost hated 
her, so strangely cold and harsh was his manner 
towards her at times. 
This coldness had increased of late, and when 
the Lawries, who, next to Mr. Browning, were 
the most aristocratic people in the place, suggested 
that she should accompany them for a few weeks 
to the Springs, she was delighted with the plan, 
and nothing doubting that Mr. Browning would 
be glad to have her out of the way, she went to 
him for his consent. She found him in his library, 
apparently so absorbed in reading that he did not 
observe her approach until she stood between him 
and the light. Then he looked up quickly, and, as 
she fancied, an expression of displeasure passed 
over his face. 
“ Excuse me for disturbing you,” she said, rather 
petulantly; “ I have to break in upon your privacy 
locks turning white, 
impulsive girl, and going towards him, she parted 
from his forehead the hair, streaked with grey, 
sayhig softly to him, “ Shall it not be so ? iMay I 
be your sis’jtr?” \ 
“Yes, IWraAMURU, JCB,” nuo ousirc..' ) nraxi 
then wishing to bring him back to the point from 
which they started, Rosamond said abruptly,— 
“And what of the Springs? Can I go?” 
The descent was a rapid one, but it was what he 
needed, and lifting up his head, he replied, just as 
he had done before, “ Do you want to go ? ” 
“ Not as much as I did when I thought you were 
angry,” she said, “ and if you would rather, I had 
quite as lief stay with you.” 
“Then stay,” he said, “and we will have no 
more misunderstandings.” 
The next evening, as he sat alone in the parlor, 
a servant brought to him a letter, the superscrip¬ 
tion of which made him reel, as if he would have 
fallen to the floor. It was nearly four years since 
he had seen that hand-writing, — he had hoped 
never to look upon it again,—but it was there be¬ 
fore his eyes, and she who wrote that letter was 
coming to Riverside,—“ would be there in a few 
days, Providence permitting. Do not commit 
suicide on my account,” she wrote, “ for I care as 
little as yourself to have our secret divulged, and 
unless I find that you are after other prey, I shall 
keep my own counsel.” 
The letter dropped from his nerveless fingers—the 
objects in the room swam before his eyes, and like 
one on whom a crushing weight has fallen, he sat 
bewildered, until the voice of Rosamond aroused 
him, and fleeing to his chamber he locked the door, 
and then sat down to think. She was coming to 
Riverside, and wherefore ? He did not wish for a 
reconciliation now,—he would rather live there 
just as he was, with Rosamond. 
“Nothing will escape her,” he said; “those 
basilisk eyes will see everything—will ferret out 
my love for that fair young girl. Oh, Heaven, is 
there no escape! ” 
He heard the voice of Anna Lawrie in the yard. 
She was comiDg for Rosamond’s decision, and quick 
as thought he rang the bell, bidding the servant 
who appeared, send Miss Leyton to him. 
“ Rosamond,” he said, when she came to the door, 
“I have changed my mind. You must go to the 
“Miss Porter,” returned the speaker. 
“Rosamond started quickly, for she remembered 
the name, and looking for the first time directly at 
the lady, she met a pair of large black eyes fixed 
inquiringly upon her. 
“Leyton—Leyton,” repeated the lady, “where 
have I heard of you before?” 
“At Atwater Seminary, perhaps,” suggested 
Rosamond, a little doubtful as to the manner in 
which her intelligence would be received. 
A shadow flitted over the lady’s face, but it was 
soon succeeded by a smile, and she said graciously, 
“ Oh, yes, I know. You annoyed me and I annoy¬ 
ed you. It was an even thing, and since we are 
thrown together again, we will not quarrel about 
the past. Ain’t you goiDg to close that blind? 
The light shines full in my face, and, as I did not 
sleep one wink last night, I am looking horridly 
to-day.” 
“Excuse me, madam,” said Rosamond, “I was 
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thinking. Once when she saw him thus, she longed 
to go out to him, to tell him she knew his secret, 
and that she would never leave him, however un¬ 
manageable lie should become! But his manner 
Tiikre is no principle 
more sure than this:— “ 
