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"There's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told,

When two, that are linked in one heavenly tie,

With heart never changing, and brow never cold,

Love on through all ills, and love on till they die!"

MOORE

"Come, Florence, put on your bonnet; we land in a fewthe splendidly furnished saloon of a Mississippi stea wife, for such she noas, co her husband's arht, sunnysuin of the river was fringed , poplar, cotton-wood, and cypress, the delicate fresh green foliage contrasting beautifully with the deep azure sky, and the dark whirling waters of the turbid stream It was such a day as all of us arb of perfect beauty, and the soothing influence is felt and acknowledged gratefully--joyfully acknowledged by every one accustomed from childhood duly to appreciate, admire, and love the fair and numberless works of God, who, --"Not content With every food of life to nourish man Makes all nature beauty to his eye Andintently, as each object receded frole in the strea, with only a solitary warehouse visible She started, and her clasped hands, resting on her husband's arm, pressed heavily He looked down into the flushed face, and said with a smile: "Well, Florence, what is it? Why do you tremble so?"

"Mr Stewart, I cannot be ! Why do you look so strangely? Oh! if you knehat painful memories crowd upon my mind, you could not s his hand tenderly on hers, he replied: "You once asked me whereabouts on the river my plantation was situated I evaded your question You are aware that I inherited it from a bachelor uncle He purchased it from your father, and to your old hoain, and I should have told you long ago, but feared you ht be impatient of the journey; and then it is pleasant to surprise you"

Ere Florence could speak the ling bells warned them to lose no time