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| II stood on the very margIn Ot the rIVer. The situation, the hour, the look of deeIl abstraction, as meditating, perchance on the fatal p"nee-all appeared to strengthen my fearful COT ecture and l advanced un- perceived SD near as to stretch forth my arm, in the intensity of my feelings, to ar- rest ter seeming purpose. But how had my suspicious wronged this nobe- minded, this incompatible girl. At the very mo- metit when my heart futtered at every MIu- ton, l behe!d her sink upon her knees, and, clasping her white hands in an attitude of suppEcation, lift her sweet eyes to Heaven, as if to invoke blessing on that union which had marled her faircst hopes. l saw her Tips move and though the ac- cents reached me not, the intelligence, the expression of that angel countcnance could not be mistaken. It was study for a painter, if indeed the art of man could de- pict the traits of Heaven.

 l was lost in admiration, in wonder, when loud shriek from the auberge dis Persed the lovely vision. With the swift ness of a lapwing, Justine fled back to the house, while I, more cautious in my speed, rcgained my apartment by the window un~ perceived. It was the poor widow, who Eawaking and missing her daughter, had raised that wild cry of dread, almost of de- spair. A few words from Justine seemed to tranquiize the feelings of the agonized mother. They mingled their tears awhile, and then, will hope, slept; if not, their grief at least was silent.

 ! rose early in the morning, but Justine had been long up, and busied in her do- mestic affairs, serene and tranquil as though not breeze had rufiIed the calm current of her mind. To have attempted counsel or feelings of one whose heart was her best monitor. After partaking, therefore, of a breakfast, the grapes for which found had cost Justine a long ramble, departed on my way, we'll content to leave her to the guidance of her own purity and the pro- tecting love of one of the most aflectionate of parents.

 Circumstances led mo at the close oi Autumn to retrace part of my former route and an unabated interest in the fortunes ot Justine attracted my steps once more to the lit,le auberge, which, through every after scene had still been present to my memory. | that seldom fail, among these simple-mind- cd people, to repay any expression of at tachme nt on the part of a stranger. Jus tine was still pale but the recovered cheer funesS and animation of the old woman 1 seemed to indicate reviving hope and ex- pectation. Had doubted this, it had soon been confirmed.

 1t was evening when I arrived, and was yet conversing with Justine, when my old friend Henri entered the cottage. His fine manly features were bright with heal,i and good humor; and whether it was tha Justine was gratifed by his delighted re- cognition of the traveller whom hO ha' guided, q smile stole over her beautiful countenance. But it was something more The worth of the young soldier slowly but secretly chacing the impression ofa mispla ced attachment

 Poor Arnaud 2 exclaimed Henri.

 'What of him r cried the old woman.

 'Oh, nothing new, save that his grapes are sour, and his shrew of wife sourer still. He is the veriest slave that lives.'

 He ever was,' said the dame, "a slave to his own greedy desire of gain: for that he has sold what nothing can replace-the peace of his own heart Oh, my son, ,learu from this to be content with-'

 Justine and love ? exclaimed the youth but that were mpossibler ! Content is to. cold word for such unsurpassing bliss

 'Jnstine blushed and looked as if she would have frowned, bu, did not know how and a stray glance of her eye seemed to augur well not only for the happiness of my friend Henri, but, will hope also, for the peace of her own pure heart

 was not deceived; they were soon ac- ter united the vices of Arnaud becoming thus the unconscious means of rewarding the virtues of Henri and Justine.

 1 Rotional Toys.-We like to see chil- drcn well supplied with good variety ot toys; yet not the frivolous, useless and even ridiculous rOys with which most mod ern toy-shops abound, but with such as will instrue; while they amuse and which by their use, will impart vigor to both the body and mind of the child who enjoys them. For the infant, there may be noth- ing more suitable than the ivory mallef, or rattle, by which he acquires the use of his arms, and will learn something of the phi- losophy of concussion and report. At the age of two years, he will derive much in- struc,ion in the nature of projectile, iner- tia and momentum, from the use of balls of ivory or wood. A little cart. by which he can transport articles about the room. is also useful at this age. As he advances, he should be sopplied with slate, paper, and pencils. A quantity of toy bricks, wIh