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JUNE 28,

Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1864, by

In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States for the Southern

District of New York,

Prin'er, Stereotyper, and Electrotyper,

Carton Building,
81, 83, and 85 Centre Street


-“ Was kampfst du vergebens Gegen des Schicksals Spott. Ewig ist einzig der Tod, Eins sind Grab und Wiege für dich ; in des nichtigen Lebens Zwecklos tändelndem Spiel ringst du, ein Nichts, mit dem Nichts! Also zürnet' ich mir und der Welt; doch kalte Verachtung Tilgte den Zorn, und laut lacht 'ich im bitteren Hohn, Horch, da schwamm, gleich lindem Gedüft, auf der sinkenden

Dämmerung Friedlichem Hauch leicht aufwogend ein lieblicher Ton. Ha, da fühlt ich die frühere Kraft, kühn blickt 'ich empor, hell Flammte der Geist, hochauf schlug das erweiterte Herz. Herrlich enthüllte die Welt mir des Ruhms muthlaufende Laufbahn, Und wohl schien mir des Kampf's würdig der ewige Kranz; Und ich empfand, noch leb' in der Brust mir der heilige Lichtstrahl Gottlicher Kraft, und gross werd 'ich und ruhig durch dich.”




It is one month since I saw you for the first time; I remember well the hour. It was already twilight; I stood alone in the drawing-room awaiting the return of my

friends to welcome me; they had gone out for a sail in the yacht; you were the first of the party to arrive, and, entering the room where I stood, saluted me courteously as you passed. I saw you but indistinctly, and as you traversed the room a strange thrill shot through every nerve, leaving me trembling and afraid.

Weary with long waiting, agitated with watching the restless, moaning sea during two hours, I was doubtless more impressible than usual, and was startled at seeing a stranger suddenly before me; I calmed myself with this reflection, and when you were formally presented to me in the evening, had already forgotten the circumstance of our meeting. You then recognised me with a distant bow, and were soon engrossed in conversation with a young girl whose loveliness attracted me.

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I watched her varying color and half averted eyes as she listened and replied to you; I marked her exquisite child face, and pondered if it were possible for artist hands to portray that which nature had left so faultless. Then I wondered if you appreciated that rare, wild-flower face-if it inspired you with more than a passing interest

if you had long been friends—and turning from her, I held judgment on you.

There were many persons in the room, yet I had eyes for two only.

The heat soon became oppressive, and a walk on the beach was proposed by some of the party. You gave your arm to your companion and joined the others; the room was speedily deserted, Mrs. Rose and myself alone remaining.

“Who is the young girl in white?" I asked.

“A niece of my husband's; his brother's only child, Amy Rose. She is to remain with us this summer; her home is in Philadelphia."

“The gentleman who was beside her seemed particularly interested in her,” I remarked.

“I think he likes her, but only as a child, a simple, lovely, true-hearted child as she is; all this he appreciates, and as a man of the world, is doubtless refreshed with meeting a mind pure and innocent as hers, but his interest in her goes no deeper—she could not satisfy his heart."

“Then he is an exacting, selfish man,” I exclaimed.

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