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"The sun of my father's love has set," said she to me, referring, in her own peculiar manner, to the greeting she had received; " but the beautiful stars have begun to come out, and lo! they are all suns, too, giving light and joy to other planets. He was nearer to me - so I lived in his beams; but now, his light, though not his influence, has been removed and merged in the glory of God, of which glory his spirit was an emanation."

All, however, were not able or prepared to appreciate her conduct; and even in her presence some would speak contemptuously of the factory girl's life" of their boarding-house pianos - of their libraries, and literary associations." A slight towards her alone only gained from her a smile; but when she heard those whom she had learned to respect spoken of in this manner, she would draw up her queenly figure, and defend them with heartwarm eloquence, until the contemners quailed under her just sarcasms. Nor was this all she could do for them. She wrote in their behalf, and her pen did ample justice to the subjects which inspired it, and to her own free spirit.

"I am determined to put Helen Conway down!" said Eleanor Sibley, whose home was in one of those proud mansions that overlook the noble square which is the pride of the New England metropolis. "One would imagine her a very princess, or, as a republican, I suppose I must say, 'president's daughter;' she advances her outré

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opinions about those Lowell factory girls with such an air of supreme authority, as if she said, "You dare not dispute me: I know I am right."

"If I am not a president's daughter, I may become a president's wife — who can tell to the contrary, Nelly Sibley?" and Helen advanced, laughingly, from behind the column which had concealed her from our sight.

So they all found out they could not put her down, and then they dubbed her "Defender of Operatives' Rights"-"the Ebenezer Elliot of New England"-"our Yankee Hewitt," &c. "Noble titles!" she would say, with perfect good humor. "Don't you think, young ladies, I could plead well for you when August comes?" And truly, when the day came for the distribution of honors, Helen received from the school, by unanimous award, the highest they could bestowan address to be read before the friends of the school in behalf of an education society which they had established among them, and Eleanor Sibley was deputed to inform her of their choice!

Helen Conway left school, and became a teacher. For three years she toiled in her honorable but laborious vocation, and then she was married to one who had long loved her. If I dared tell you her husband's name, you would recognize it at once as one very familiar to you, for he is a member of Congress- eloquent, patriotic, and high-souled!

Now, "who can tell but Helen Conway will one day be a president's wife?" Of all in that school, not one has a fairer chance of attaining that station; and will not the "factory girl" do the honors of the White House with superb grace?

THEN cherish her dearly,
And love her sincerely,
Be faithful, indulgent, and kind;
Make not a slight failing

A pretext for railing,

If such you should happen to find.

O, do not misuse her;

And never refuse her,

When proper her wishes may be;
And thy cost, care, and trouble,
She'll recompense double,

By the kindness she'll lavish on thee.

ANON.

O

PEA, EVERLASTING.

Lathyrus Latifolia.

LANGUAGE-WILT THOU GO?

O, WILT thou go with me, love,
And seek the lonely glen?
O, wilt thou leave for me, love,
The smiles of other men?

And wilt thou go with me, dear,
And share my humble lot?

And wilt thou live with me, dear,

Within a lowly cot?

ANSWER.

With thee?-Life hath a stormy sea,

I cannot know thy path,

And how shall I dare, in a bark with thee,
Venture its ocean wrath?

With thee centre my all of hope?
Centre my all of life?

PERCIVAL

Wilt thou teach me strength with its ills to cope?
Love me through all its strife?

With thee-bearing thy joy or thrall?
With thee, through all unknown,

Trusting my heart, my faith, my all,
Living for thee alone?

Yes! clasping thy hand for ay and ay,

Though dark and rough life's sea,

With thy light bark steering the heavenward way, I'll gladly go with thee.

ANNIE TRIFLER.

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I MUST leave thee, lady sweet!
Months shall waste before we meet;
Winds are fair, and sails are spread,
Anchors leave their ocean bed;
Ere this shining day grow dark,
Skies shall gird my shoreless bark;
Through thy tears, O lady mine,
Read thy lover's parting line.

Allah bless thee, gentle stranger,
Through the desert's path of danger,
Save thee from the lightning's glance,
From the prowling robber's lance,
From the sandy column's heap,
From the fiery simoom's sweep.
Allah bless thee!

O. W. HOLMES.

Then fare thee well, and with thee bear
The Arab's wish, the Arab's prayer.

When the mosque its tower is rearing,
O'er thy native fields appearing,
When thy friends around thee press,
And thy eldest born caress,

And thy faithful Selia's kiss

Gives thy soul her sweetest bliss,
Allah bless thee!

The Arab then thy joys will share,
Fulfilled his wish, fulfilled his prayer.

ANON.

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