The material was the ordinary white quartz ; and he recollected having himself shaped it out of one of those Indian arrowheads , which are so often found in the ancient haunts of the red men . It was precisely on the pattern of that worn by the visionary Maid . When Cranfield departed on his shadowy search he had bestowed this brooch , in a gold setting , as a parting gift to Faith Egerton . `` So , Faith , you have kept the Heart ! '' said he , at length . `` Yes , '' said she , blushing deeply ; then more gayly , `` and what else have you brought me from beyond the sea ? '' `` Faith ! '' replied Ralph Cranfield , uttering the fated words by an uncontrollable impulse , `` I have brought you nothing but a heavy heart ! May I rest its weight on you ? '' `` This token , which I have worn so long , '' said Faith , laying her tremulous finger on the Heart , `` is the assurance that you may ! '' `` Faith ! Faith ! '' cried Cranfield , clasping her in his arms , `` you have interpreted my wild and weary dream ! '' Yes , the wild dreamer was awake at last . To find the mysterious treasure , he was to till the earth around his mother 's dwelling , and reap its products ! Instead of warlike command , or regal or religious sway , he was to rule over the village children ! And now the visionary Maid had faded from his fancy , and in her place he saw the playmate of his childhood ! Would all , who cherish such wild wishes , but look around them , they would oftenest find their sphere of duty , of prosperity , and happiness within those precincts , and in that station where Providence itself has cast their lot . Methinks , for a person whose instinct bids him rather to pore over the current of life , than to plunge into its tumultuous waves , no undesirable retreat were a toll-house beside some thronged thoroughfare of the land . In youth , perhaps , it is good for the observer to run about the earth , to leave the track of his footsteps far and wide , -- to mingle himself with the action of numberless vicissitudes , -- and , finally , in some calm solitude , to feed a musing spirit on all that lie has seen and felt .
But there are natures too indolent , or too sensitive , to endure the dust , the sunshine , or the rain , the turmoil XXXXX moral and physical elements , to which all the wayfarers of the world expose themselves .
In around as for from of on that to within