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course, and the boats quickly brought them back to Alten. "Now let us have our sledges, and go forward," said the maiden, again appealing to the courage of the fisherman. The deer were yoked, and the reins fixed, the damsel's sledge being fastened behind that of Utterson, and others were preparing their cattle to aid the search, when the Englishman's sledge was observed at a distance with the animal in its traces, but no driver to welcome his companions. "Then the worst has indeed happened," cried the sheriff, "and poor Montague is cast upon the wilderness. It is of no use, my friends," he added, looking mournfully towards Utterson and his associate. Hopeless, indeed!" exclaimed the fisherman, seeming as though he would unharness his ready beast. 66 But, hopeless as it may be, it must be done," replied the girl of the mountains, " and let those who fear desert the wretched outcast, and leave him to the mercies of our frost." There needed no more. The sledge was instantly put forward, and many were the hardy peasants who went forth in quest of the stranger. The sheriff himself could not resist the chance, forlorn as it was, and he dashed on to the rescue among the foremost of the group.

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The storm had now ceased, and the brilliant lights of the firmament resumed their glory. All nature seemed to welcome the kind work of benevolence which was in progress. The beauteous Aurora danced above the travellers, and shot forth its varied flames with arrowy swiftness. The wind was no more, and the deer sprang rapidly across the shining wastes. The herd had now reached Skovbedden, a birchen thicket between Alten and Koutokeino, but there was no vestige of the Englishman. It was determined to halt for the night, and a council was held. The sheriff declared he should return to Alten in the morning; and even Utterson himself allowed the uselessness of further search. The maiden alone was unmoved, and by her look seemed to upbraid the wavering fisherman for his retreat. The supper of stewed venison being now hastily despatched, the party turned their deer loose, and

went to rest, some in sacks, some on pillows of snow, others beneath the coverlet of the newly-risen drift.

But the maid of Koutokeino slept not. She sat by the fire sullen and sorrowful, and as the glare of the flame blazed on high, she could not help casting a wistful eye abroad, as though the dreary thicket contained one other inmate than those with whom she journeyed. Full of these anxious thoughts, she rose and left the sleepers, whose forms looked giantlike as they lay stretched in the brightening gleam. The cold was still intense, but, clad closely in furs, she ventured beyond the bivouac, and went to that part of the thicket which lay towards her own village. In a moment her attention was arrested. An object, hid for the most part beneath the snow, attracted her eager view. It was no buried hut, for there were no habitations in that direction; nor was it the birch, whose stunted top so often peeps above its icy bed. The mind of the Lap misgave her, and she hurried to the spot; but no sooner had she put forth her hand than she started back in amazement. It was the touch of the well-known reindeer cloak, the winter garment of her country. In an instant she roused the slumbering travellers, and led them to the place where, beyond doubt, a body was now lying, and in another moment it was disinterred from the clinging snow. The high shoes, the broad belt which held the cloak, the squirrel tippet, and the lofty cap, proclaimed at once the traveller of the north, "It is the Englishman!" cried the sheriff, grasping his brandycask, and advancing towards the stranger. The damsel stepped forward, and put her hand upon his breast. "It is warm, and he still lives!" exclaimed the girl with triumph. But no time was to be lost, for the frost had already seized its victim, and he whose deer had fled from its too venturous master, had laid himself down to die. A few more minutes and he had been a stiffened corpse, bleaching in the Alpine blast. But the snow and the brandy did their usual marvels, and while Utterson was redeeming himself in the eyes of the Koutokeino maiden by chafing the helpless

limbs, the sheriff was pouring his drops of life into a bosom which soon heaved

to thank him for his zeal. The sad story was soon told. The young and unruly deer (as had been foreseen) threw its driver from the open sledge, and bounded on to Alten. To pursue it was vain, and the wretched traveller had with difficulty returned to the wood of birches, where hope, and strength, and spirit, had yielded to the fiercest cold of Lapland.

He

In a week after his return to Alten the Englishman had recovered. sent instantly for the girl to whom he held himself indebted for his life. "Maiden," said he, "to repay you for this great kindness, I might try to do great things. I might as some of my countrymen have done by yours -I might take you to England, I might marry you for this generosity. But I will not snatch you from your kindred, your friends, your home."

The

The tears flowed from the cheeks of the mountain Lap at the mention of her home. "Tell me," continued he, "what can be done for you?" girl made no reply, but beckoned to some one from without, and Neil Utterson immediately appeared. They made an obeisance to the traveller.

"My friends," said the Englishman, "this is dealing nobly by me-I understand it well—” He paused for a moment. “Will one hundred dollars be of service to you?" "One hundred dollars," exclaimed Utterson briskly, "will make me the master of two hundred deer; and with care,' added he, turning to his companion,

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we may be the richest of the mountain Laps." "Take them, my friends," said the Englishman, "and may God's blessing rest upon you." "Thanks! thanks!" repeated twenty times, were the hearty acknowledgments for this gift, while the donor could only say "welcome," and bid them a kind farewell.

Utterson and his betrothed hastened to the house of their pastor, and in a few days there were well-founded rumours of another Lapland wedding.

These six-the peevish, the niggard, the dissatisfied, the passionate, the suspicious, and those who live upon other's means-are for ever unhappy.

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a man, coming up to the commanding officer, said, "Sir, I am a stranger to you, but you shall soon know who I am: I have heard that one of your soldiers is to die for having suffered a prisoner to escape: he was not at all to blame; besides, the prisoner shall be restored to you. Behold him here I am the man. I cannot bear that an innocent man should be punished for me, and I came to die myself." "No!" cried the French officer, who felt as he ought the sublimity of the action, "thou shalt not die, and the soldier shall be set at liberty. Endeavour to reap the fruits of thy generosity: thou deservest to

be henceforth an honest man."

Fortitude in adversity, and moderation in prosperity; eloquence in the senate, and courage in the field; great glory in renown, and labour in study; are the natural perfections of great minds.

It is better to dwell in a forest haunted by tigers and lions; the trees our habitation, flowers, fruits, water for food, the grass for a bed, and the bark of the trees for garments, than live among relations after the loss of

wealth.

WOMAN.

The apple blossoms' shower of pearl,
The pear-tree's rosier hue,
Are beautiful as woman's blush-
As evanescent too!

A widow hath always been a mark for mockery-a standing butt for wit to level at. Jest after jest hath been huddled upon her close cap, and stuck like burrs upon her weeds. Her sables are a perpetual black joke. Satirists, prose and verse, have made merry with her bereavements. She is a stock character on the stage: farce bottleth up her crocodile tears, or labelleth her empty lachrymatories: comedy mocketh her precocious flirtation: tragedy even girdeth at her frailty, and twitteth her with "the funeral baked meats, coldly furnishing forth the marriage tables." They are like the Hebrews, a proverb and a by-word among nations; and accordingly, a class that, by our milder manners, is merely ridiculed, on the ruder banks of the Ganges, is literally roasted.

If there be a situation wherein woman may be deemed to appropriate angelic attributes, it is when she ministers, as only woman can, to the wants and the weakness of the invalid! Whose hand like hers can smooth his pillow? whose voice so effectually silences the querulousness of his temper, or soothes the anguish of his disease? Proffered by her, the viand hath an added zest, and even the nauseous medicament is divested of its loathsomeness.

A woman can never be free. It is the distinction of the sex, which is weakest both in soul and body, to be always under protection and guidance;

and she ought never to wish to weaken the bonds that make her dependent on the will and opinion of another.

the admiration of her lover, but in the

The triumph of woman lies not in

respect of her husband: and that can only be gained by a constant cultivation of those qualities which she knows he most values.

The happiness of our lives depends much on the active performance of the duties of our station; nor have we any right to infer, that, if they are not properly discharged, they would be better if we moved in a more exalted sphere. Usefulness is confined to no station, and it is astonishing how much good may be done, and what may be effected by limited means, united with benevolence of heart and activity of mind.

There is nothing more awkward than breaking off an acquaintance, except the renewal of one which has been broken off.

The chronology of the heart disdains all ordinary modes of calculation.

Calumny is like the wasp that teazes, and against which you must not attempt to defend yourself, unless you are certain to destroy it; otherwise it returns to the charge more furious than ever.

Good sense is the body of poetic genius; fancy, its drapery; motion, its life; and imagination, the soul, that is everywhere, and on such, and forms all into one graceful and intelligent whole.

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"Twin-born they live, twin-born they followed the birth of the twins, con

die;

In grief and joy twin-hearted,
Like buds upon one parent bough,
Twin-doomed, in death not parted."

THE superstition embodied in the above distich, is very common in those parts of New York and New Jersey which were originally settled by a Dutch population. It had its influence with Dominie Dewitt from the moment that his good woman presented him with the twin brothers, whose fortunes are the subject of our story. He regarded them from the first as children of fate as boons that were but lent to their parents to be reclaimed so soon, that it was a waste of feeling, if not an impious intermeddling with Providence, to allow parental affection to devolve in its full strength upon

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firmed this superstitious feeling, and their forms were henceforth ever associated with images of gloom in the breast of their only surviving parent. Old Dewitt, however, though a selfish and contracted man, was not wanting in the ideas of duty which became his station as a Christian pastor. He imparted all the slender advantages of education which were shared by his other children to the two youngest ; and though they had not an equal interest in his affections with the rest, he still left them unvisited by any harshness whatsoever. The indifference of their father was, in fact, all of which the twins had to complain.

The consequence was natural; the boys being left so much to themselves, became all in all to each other. Their pursuits were in every respect the

same.

At school, or in any quarrel

or scene of boyish faction, the two Dewitts were always named as one individual and as they shot up toward manhood, they were equally inseparable. If Ernest went out to drive a deer, Rupert always must accompany him to shoot partridges by the way; and if Rupert borrowed his brother's rifle for the larger game, Ernest in turn would shoulder the smooth-bore of the other to bring home some birds at the same time. Together, though, they always went.

The "Forest of Deane," which has kept its name and dimensions almost until the moment when we write, was the scene of their early sports. The wild deer at that time still frequented the Highlands of the Hudson; and the rocky passes which led down from this romantic forest to the river, were often scoured by these active youths in pursuit of a hunted buck, which would here take the water. Many a time, then, have the cliffs of Dunderberg echoed their woodland shout, when the blood of their quarry dyed the waves which wash its base. Their names as dead shots and keen hunters were well known in the country below, and there are those yet living in the opposite village of Peekskill, who have feasted upon bear's meat which the twin-huntsmen carried thither from the forest of Deane.

Our story, however, has but little to do with the early career of the Rockland hunters, and we have merely glanced at the years of their life which were passed in that romantic region of a state whose scenic beauties are, perhaps, unmatched in variety by any district of the same size, in order to show how the dispositions of the twins were fused and moulded together in early life. It was on the banks of the Ohio, that the two foresters of Deane first began to play a part in the world's drama. As the larger game became scarce on the Hudson, they had emigrated to this, then remote, region; and here they became as famous for their boldness and address in tracing the Indian marauder to his lair, as they were previously noted for their skill in striking a less dangerous quarry.

The courage and enterprise of the two brothers made them great favour. ites in the community of hunters, of

which they were now members. A frontier settler always depends more upon his rifle than on his farm for subsistence during the infancy of his "improvements;" and this habit of taking so often to the woods, brings him continually into collision with the Indians. It has ever, indeed, been the main source of all our border difficulties. The two Dewitts had their full share of these wild adventures. They were both distinguished for their feats of daring; but upon one occasion, Rupert, in particular, gave such signal proofs of conduct and bravery, that upon the fall of the chief man in the settlement, in a skirmish wherein young Dewitt amply revenged his death, Rupert was unanimously elected captain of the station, and all the cabins within the stockade were placed under his especial guardianship. Ernest witnessed the preferment of his brother with emotions of pride, as full as if it had been conferred upon himself, and so much did the twins seem actuated by one soul, that in all measures that were taken by the band of pioneers, they insensibly followed the lead of either brother. The superstition which had given a fated character to their lives at home, followed, in a certain degree, even here, and their characters were supposed to be so thoroughly identified, their fortunes so completely bound up in each other, that, feeling no harm could overtake the one which was not shared by the other, their followers had equal confidence in both, and volunteered with the same alacrity upon any border expedition, when either of the brothers chanced to lead.

It was about this time that General Wayne, who had been sent by government to crush the allied forces of the north-western Indians, established his camp upon the Ohio, with the intention of passing the winter in disciplining his raw levies, and preparing for the winter campaign, which was afterward so brilliantly decided near the Miami of the lakes. The mail route from Pittsburgh to Beaver now passes the field where these troops were marshalled, and the traveller may still see the rude fire-places of the soldiery blackening the rich pastures through which he rides. He may see, too—

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