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The narrator thereupon went softly to his side, touched him, and
pointed to the scene of mischief. Hale, without turning his head,
dropped a look[25] upon the little informer--a mild look, but full
of rebuke,--"Go back to your seat," said he. The boy slunk away,
and neither misunderstood nor forgot this rebuke of the ungenerous
and disloyal, from his true-hearted teacher; and associated as the
incident became with the subsequent fate of Hale, it made a deep
and affecting impression upon his memory.
[Footnote 25: The Doctor described Hale as having had remarkably fine
and expressive blue eyes.]
THE DREAMER.
BY MARY E. HEWITT.
Last night he kissed me,--kissed me in my dream!
He unto whom I with pure flame aspire,--
His eyes poured down on mine love's kindling beam,--
Through all my being ran the immortal fire,
I felt cold doubt within my breast expire,--
I felt his clasp, as gently he enwound me;
I felt his heart beat, as he closer bound me;
He kissed me! measure of my soul's desire;
He kissed my down-drooped eyelids,--kissed my brow;
Felt he no thrill, my well beloved one,
While passed the vision that enchains me now?
Ah, no! the ecstasy was mine alone;
And, while the memory on my spirit lies,
I fear, lest he should read my dream within my eyes.
[Illustration:
C. Schuessele del. Drawn by Cap^{t.} S. Eastman.
Chromolith of P. S. Duval Phil.
FALLS OF S^{T.} ANTHONY]
WHITE MOON AND FIERY MAN.
A LEGEND OF THE FALLS OF ST. ANTHONY.
BY MRS. MARY EASTMAN.
CHAPTER I.
The glowing noonday's sun was resting over the rocks that lay and the
waters that dashed in the region of St. Anthony's Falls. The long row
of hills in the distance was tinged with gold, which mixed gaudily
with their purple hues. The dark green of the trees that grew on the
opposite shore interposed between the brightness of the hills beyond
and the white glare of the foaming waters.
Above the Falls, large trees lay fixed in the river, notwithstanding
the efforts the waves appeared to be making to remove every obstacle
that lay in their way, which led to the edge of the precipice, where
they threw themselves into the abyss below.
Large and small fragments of rocks dotted the water in every direction,
and in the centre of the Falls lay a number of rocks reposing against
each other, with rich, luxuriant shrubs and trees rising from among
them.
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