BY' 'ltiNy.., :r . E,,,Y , : . :, 1 41:6 - c,', CR $.-:E'llc
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THE VACANT FRAME.,
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Dim, - dnsty,•and anll is tlieldiid 'old fraine.,
Where a- piny chum once stood; • •
And played-lda part 'With a manly. heart .
• In the - struggle for daily food: -
The cheethil tale and the merry laugh -; I
Are gone to anothersOhere;.
'Where' Fortune's' Smile, though' hid for l
'While,
Ills heart once more shall cheer.
Mallet,. shooter,
.and: planer ring forth ,his,
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And his shadow keeps watch at the vacant
• fratne. ". • . • •
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• Not nn item remains but recalls to mind .•
The happy days gone•by : i ' '
' The slippers so worn, hnd'apren sa torn, ,
And even,the very pi. •-' • . '- • •
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Full oft at his old broken galley I gaze,
As it tuual - ,les abOut.the floor i • • . .
And in its state can read the tate . \
Of the labor-wasted peor.'• ~' '` •••• i
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Here apOintless bodkin. in etsilie - view •
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- . There a'sPace-box Wreck it and torn ; ',
A pillaged case, a:three
,legg'd chase,' ' H:: -,
And a Sponge ailuird-asi'llorn. :,\* ' -
The dear old spot to a dreary waste . • •
IS cliam.::ed in'a single.l:# 2 ;! . ,
And the place . , once, bright:: oOks ;dark ' d,
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Disorder holding sway. I—,• ' - ''-''* ..
That .shatter'd‘ drawer, once kept with care, •
'• Xow'weat.s A ',tonal look ;- • ' . .1„,'!7
A stick witiiont slide lieS side by} side . '.
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With a part of Walkces.bOok. ~ .' -. •
And °Ad brass rules; and hrokOleads, .. '
• AndlsessiOn:Sorts and blankiiy,i.i. : , . -.
. BOth night :ul4l day kei!P' the laice in play . ;
In their merry wanton - prankl.
But Time, in his wonder-wor'tin i g ways,,
Alar.quiekly change the scene :•1.: , , • •
And toe Place now dull, may so m : be Cull.
Of all sorts—fat and lean, . •
Yetinuch as'l wish that happier' days . •
On lightning wingarnay. come, ! . . : , : .1 .
'ln griet or glee . my.prayers shall b .
e-; •
S u ccess to thedearOld chum i•- n. 13,
WHAT THE JOURNAL SAID,
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WELI f ,
_here we file at _last I ~Only
11 yesterday morning Ned came to .niy
office and said : , , I
"Well, old fellow, it is time.now.to
fil that promise. yon, made me two years,
ago ; so pack up yOur things, fo'r we start
thia afternoon at , -tiree o'clock for Lake
George, - Where,we.Will have a line rest.
I looked at him in wonder, "oll'Id"
and ',Wed' , and 'said'. •
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• "Not a word, now, Fred 1 work
add no play makes : J:l'ok: a dull boY'."
With this last remark heisatintered out
of my room, Whistlingl"MOllY.Darling
;Iliad nothing trite to say. l'workedi
until within ..half . • an hour of starting,
then tninbled:triy things 'hie°
stood, on„thetkAti .liack them down,.and
finally foulid:sinyself seated in the ears,
going from the and daqr, and hat,
of the city' tolake vaeitlioh
in this charming spot;
This day I have pt.sseil rabid pleasantly
rowing a haat dyer the lo,yliest Of, lakes,'
The usual amount of people, are here--1-
old men and woman, young,, men and
maidens; old folks who try. to:lOok young;
and young folks who by ,to look old,
nurses and children: • •
July 21, 1868.--another _day s has come
and gone; and as I've commenced to keep
a diary during my stay at this fil.ace., 'l'll
write the doings of the last twenty-four
hones--the hours that I did not aieep
away I meat. First, this morning led
and I sat at the breakfast table, cracking.,
boiled eggs and jokes sitnultaneOu- I sly,
cwheir behold ! I saw a visiwt of vink and
white come tripping across,„.the
room, a-,d take a seat at the table oppo
site me.
.-did not look itp' for some
time; °but when I did, I.saw" Ole sweetest
girl Her laughing' brown eyes \ looked
up at me from under the long.' silken •
lashes ; she bad a delicate little fairy
form, a comble - xiOn of glive' brown, with
a cheek the hue of a piPk. shell, and 'the
lovely face was' &Mounded with alleee,y
radiance of golden brown hair.'
. As we walked out from breakfast •Ned
..remarked • - '
"Ily George 1 -Int -she is pretty,tho!
I said nothing in reply, but ; iiked-:'-
6 Which had you rather do (ego a fish
jug ?" . • • , •
We filially dicided to do,' and put, off
fishing until another day. tVi r l ) Plave 4 a
game of billiards, called on an' ld friend
of ours who has lately beep mArried,_ and
is boarding at the Fort William Jlenry
- Rotel—eat with' his charming 'wife Mythe
piazza, and listened to the band•piaying.
After dinner (I didn't have my lovely
vis-a-vis actable to-dayy we started for a'
long ride to 'Fort Ticonderoga; and all
the afternoonwe have rambled over the
ruins. The road is hilly, but; *the varied
scenery makes tip ride a pleasant one.—
I learned from an old man th 4. Tinond
eroga is a C 0111101.31 of CheentrOga• al)
Iroquois word signifying • "soul ding w44 , -*
tcis;" and 'applied by dAts Indians to the
rushing waters of the outlet' to Lake
Geor g e at the fails. ,• 1 ,
.0u our way back, when we were abotit
half a mile from the hotel, I saw some
thing white lying in the patli l before me..
• " , What's that '.?" asked. Ned.
I picked it
_up, and it proiea 'to be it
dainty ; perfumed little liandkerphief ; in
the Corner found a neat '.0 3 . 61 29gramt
embroidered in white : ."L. *JO
"What.does that stand f u r apple
blossom ?"
"possibly," said Ned ; "but it's a bad
iign to find that article." 1
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• ‘`Oh; tell Me, I. believe in signs." •
, TakiligllllB•'oigar Out of his inoutif,Ned
riTtiated - these''two lines
"Find 'a handkerehier;dainty and fine '
You'll have a quarfel with the owner: divine."
. "Is that's° 1:1 \ unSviered.
inightliid•her." • - • -
The..sweet little ' at. L the 'teit•
table that evening, with 'a charntinglady .
who-141iiiili . is her. mother, .I.found out
hernatue, too-4 is Lillian. ,q,": -I ,stands
for that—but paha*: of course it does
not belong- to her.: - • . . .
WasUo . tiked to dance : to ;night; - : Ned.
,has gone. over' to the Fort' .William Tien
r3ilor-`a social. chat; have been sitting
on. the. piazza, . .stuoki lig in • sweet: silence,
t 4 the wish !• I Wish.!''
o the bOats as they kooked up n..it 11,own
on the:lake ' • ir
22;;-I,aroS'ethis..mornipg at four
o'clock. The scene- from:
.nly chamber
-044 .lieanty ; the sky :
cloudl,lo, and. tb.6 ,lake withont a ripple.-
,The,i4st..wasi . rogy .with- the approacniag
4eeper, gray to :: the-lof--
ty-hitls,that intervened, and
,every' ,tree.
was:, Aidste4 th, the morning song of
:I in not, rotnantic, but t upon . , Jay,
word, t,lkexe are. An
sorne. : onients.wheli one
can't.'.hetp: feehng as : if- his . . heart"s,Cords .
were ,stmugly
: s ‘ t-rtrtig . by . things around
Ned . it•i:d
~,I hid, been fishing all day,
and had , good ruck: Ile met an old friend
at the hotel last, evening.
"Fred " he said. "she used to be pretty,
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notv, she is beautiful—so jolly, too 1
I'll trot you over and'introlluce you ; I
know you'll like her." • -
§0 I shall. probably see this angel to
morrow. • , , .
. I. have seen Lillian only once to-day.—
at.tea ; she was beautiful in . black silk
and pink ribbons.
July :243.—The weather has been very
unpleasant, and I've. spent most of the
day. in-door& This morning I celled
with Ned. on his .friend—a Miss ,Ilaeon ;
found her an exceedin ly pretty, young
lady. Among,other t hip she wanted
to know if we had., Man boarders at the
Lake !tow.. :
"Quite a number, ',' I - ,
t Many young ladies.?
"Very few." answered
is one littleheauty user
"Who is -she.??
‘\Oli,"'SaiitNed, "she
'a fellow off his feet.'
. `What is her. name ? I. want to know',"
presisted Oa -Bacon ; aad she: CAA up
herlilne eyes at. Ned'Avith a you must tell
me I4ok. , •
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- ' .Ihy, Miss Billings." - , • 1
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. ?Row on •earth i ..did he know.? . And
why, hadn't he told me ? I thought... ,
o •Wliete is she from'?" . continued Miss
Bacon. "i .wonder : if Wean be Lily .r'
“From Albany, ,I believe," said . . Ned. !
"Is she, truly ? Why, then, of course
it must, be my old. school friend, Lillian,
Billings l- How glad , I am ! I - always
thought her a pretty little,thing."
"Well, put•on your bat and . walk back
with
,u 6,". suzgested Ned. "You will find
har seated on the piazza ; and we will
sta=id: by and watch the happy meeting."
I said never a word--I. was half wild
with debght—but .walkedslowly back to
the hotel, - while. Ned and. Mills Bacon
kept up a rattling convereation. As we
ca' le up to the. front door I saw Lillian
sit ing on the piazza in a large cane ciair,
he work lying iii her lap, the dimpled
chin resting . An the palms of her little
wi,:ite htvids. and the brown eyes bad a
far:awaylook in tilem;
Miss Bacon, ivatked.up' to the silent
girl, and, sitid -: -• ‘. -
"Lilt'
- 'phis abrupt greeting brought her back'
trom the clouds directly, and they rush
ed into, each ~other's'arms' school-girl
fashion. Then Ned wits introduced, and
then 'I suddenly felt myself growing very
wind, awl blushing to the' roots of my
hair, at; Miss Bacon said :
"Miss Bill ngs,let me preseift my - friend,
Mr. Osgood." •
I muttered something about my being
very happy to meet Miss Billings," and
then I felt the'sOft little baud in mine—
and 'I wanted to*take wings and \ fly away,
not that I sin a shy 'man generally ;.far
from. it ; but somehow this girl seemed
to overawe me. • I think she is' the sweet
est girl
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.." ter Saw.' . What nonsense to
wriseln a diary'. and that- the - diary of a
man of iwenii-five' years old;.I think
11l leave here...: - -
Jitly 80. , '—One • week :of of 'perfect hap-.
Pi nets has - paised. Every day has been a
sweet continuation of the lay before. '1
cannot bear to have these golden pioments
fly, for I have only 'three dad's more at
the Lake` , lionie. Yes,. I - .might just as
well write it with black ink 4iti whitil pa
per, for it is all written in blue and gol
.den levers MI my heart, that I love Lil
lian Billings, - J.:have luved\ber from the
first ; but, 14a! does she love me ? I
dire not ask' the: question.
Ned said *sopiething about:Lillie's be
.• ing engaged to a cousin of hers—her
guardian, I think. But I don't , believe
it, for she lets rue cull `.leer Lily now, and
..yesterday . Eh*? Said "Fred," and not Mr.
Osgood:; and fors the. past two njghts,
'when we have been taking our evening
walk, and I have taken the little baud on
my aril in both my , own, she htui not
MONTROSE, PA., FEBRUARY 9, 187 6.
told her.
' she asked. •.
Ned,; "but there
theft." .
s: enough tc.tAlike
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drawn it hastily away as she did at first.
, • This morning, when we .were takiog
our mornina'row oh the lake, I,l,drew the
little handkerchief lout of My poeket, and
asked her-if she had ever- seen[ it ;.she
owned it at one,e,then I toll her f thought
itibelonged to some little'aPple,•loasorn !
Can fever call -her that? - • It' She were
engaged _to. another. man; would - she • act
like this ? No, knew. tier better than
to think that! _ ,•1. • •
July 3 - 144-11app . iness! .\Zs these such. u
thing as iiiippineSs ? -Is there - a ltrue girl
on the face of : this earth'? Why do the
.birds sing ?, .Why does ,-the 80 shine ?
This world, ..that seemed. so l)right , but,
yesterday, now, seems dark and cold.—.
She is like - all other girls-7a heartiesS
flirt I And. to think how 'hear x came to
making a fool of - myself: this morning.
We took .otir last -,ride,; she seemed
nearer and . dearer than, .e.ver . - tfore.
determiii - ed to tell 'het" of my great love,
and.. had' just 'said "Lily;" 'When her
.pOn=y
stayted•off at a' rapid pace, and kook his
fur rid' r from -my - Side,!. .1 , -bitting& bitty
theit-,--I am thankful : .no.w .1_ 'had hard
work to . keep : Art01..11411,-; I!saw she
could' keep her seat,' blit - pnuld: not stop
him 4 so` eve raced ap to the
ih the r Oar,- advantage -or
tage of a,dialogite on horseback ; it: can
be merged any minufe hito : a trot or: can
ter, and one might . lace. SCSPed • from
Socrates himself in' the sip - idle.
Lily .dismonutkl, latighing knerrily';
at.thnes
.she-is very did not
meet her at dinner. but she was' down to
see the boat. come in this evening. Miss
Bacon walked . up fo . .lCeil and me, Saying!.
"Lilthas gone down to Meet • that.-- .
POilSiD:" with strong emphasis blithe last
word: • • • .
..on;how I watched. every one come off
that heat ! At, last I sawhim,— a tall;
handsome young man,'with sunny blue.
eyes, and 'blond hhir and monSittehe.77 7
Lily met him with' heratie4test Smile,itud
'kissed him,-. . .
"o,f. course they are, :.engaged," ~1 .mut
tered,
: And,
,turned . then .and 4ked;.J .
knevilio c t fair, - or in whiit :direction,
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After tea Eciimenp - here, to my room,
where - I've' been writing and smoking
eraince.. Ned and Miss .Bacon! are out
on .the piazza . with Miss Bil!ing#,,and her
frit p
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August ' . lSt., - 7:Yesi I must
talk td . yoti, - eitti't talk , tet anyone
else';. lily : heart :i° heavy - within ine.•:Only
one- more' : k. Heaven i!--and
shall,lbe. back in New . York, at
,thy- books
and' paper's. A.Way with .hrowiii,eyes
and
ruby - lips !: 1 .have nothing . - iriOre'to do
with them. - ekway with diem*, Fred-:- 7 :
be •a man ! : • , • •i .
Ned,
.Miss .11acon; Miss billing&. and.
Ale, Miller,
.have.. been off. on ,ahich ic: all
clay. T Was invited; bli(deeltni:d. I met
Dtlios Lily' coming out Prim breakfaEt
"Do - go.Witli 'us: on our little 'picnic to
day,..Fred," she said in her imiset yoke ;
for her voice, was very. soft—an iexcellen,t
thing_ in
.womhn,
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"Thank you; Miss Tillings, but. I
can
not," I rePlied. .1 .
• "eray,• why not„Mr. Osgood ?" •
• "1 have another engagement?' •
"Why didn't you' say. so ?" -
`•I did," - .
"What is the matter with lon ? You
have acted strangely of late."' •
I.g a r e the answer that ladieslgenerily
give.'.. , _
, "Nothing wh4tever."
"Only one more-day, and: yoti, will not
spend it - frith us."
l‘Nothing give me - more pleias
ure, but it is impossible," .I atisWered.-
"Well, it you don't want to go, we pan
get along -.veryr nicely .withoutd . you, Mr.
Osgood: . " , : • • ~ F... • •
Yes. ef v . course . She • Could
,get ,along
"very'nieely"; Without , all her life.—:
But 1 -cannOt. live - \ without- her; and I
longed to take . her :upl.in mylarms and .
tell her :B.O. ! the heart.- Could not
Speak.; 'only the lips. answered.:l; .
don't doubt It, MiSs Billie s."
"Do pod believe in . - SigriNa" she said;
"I de;". tossiti g' her little' tettil;- and- Softly
repeating: the lines .that'.-Nect. Said to - me
so Jong ago, ; it seems, found the
handkerchief..., "We are -very : pear !pap.,
Ming, Mr.'Osgood."'. • •
"A.ie, I don't - • believe in'
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signs." • •
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pia provoking man - .l"_
. •';itk-nd - with
this Vmark she lvft me.. .
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minutes;' after saw i•lier e9P,,
versing gailp With Ned and her handsome
cousin. • She locked. very beau titu l;•stitit&
ing•thire - in-• the morning With; the
sunbeams hiding in the ,gold , brOwn_curls,.
the peefect lips parted. Showing the . .
;••• "Delleate. little. pearl-whtte ]'•
Ali trons.p.emnt at the cages.' . ,
while her Aaughilull of life, •rang -With
without any..control. . - : •
I have' been -Or trout-ftshinic day,
withPeacon_ Clark. I believe hid good
hick. : I. wonder What Nedthinks :of . me ?
But` he is, so:much -kkloye.. with Miss Ba
coa that guess he does..not think.
me -seated iii any own
ro9ai, - backagaiiK in: the :.1„ left Lake_
Georgeihits morning in an early stag.i.'.4 .
Alt rayjfriendSwere up. XO•bee.;irie.olf,,,for
they 'Were;g4ing on , 6•,dtifi'.fiihipg,gi.:s'l.
had - the'pain. a *tying . go4-14e to, little
.apple-blossom,--- I famed I saw a sad,
pained look in the dear eyes as she said :
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• ".I. Shall alyays• •reineinber ydii,..g . r- 0.4•;•
good, :Ind shall "think often of ttleiileas.!
ant titnes
.w , e tiay . e had .. together.". . : i ... •
.• I thanked iher, -: and . tOld. her I alMuld
not' toiget her *; that 'Tiiiiall. :,
• Could She hut• rook. into ' my' 'htia're id
hearts, and know: how I: - stifferl'• . .I. feel
twent.vl
),ears older than-I= did when ° last
in- thin room. ' ~ • , ..- .._ 4., • -
Ned could not. - tear himself awfty';.but
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said-if I whtikl- not. .s.tay:le Wetild,;daud
so he id to remain a week longer:i - H 6
hqs pr.n - iised - to write every day, Ipan-•
nut. staly:to' . .hare ashure' in the good-tirnes
he may ,
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T ‘‘T/ts ' expecting ,to •bring him < .back
with, me'aiid
.my sweet'-ate:lOokt.T great
.
.disa )pdiii ted' When carne'in With flit
Ithink- he .has, won my
ter's .h4.art A ' .tell -her about Miss
Bacob ? No, they, way..ouly
after'ul I. Can hardly - t.hat.
'ha‘Ve gone, ' two ` Weekif - le
seems
perfect
mach:, Oh; thati.4ear, 'sweOt . face
;Ludy - before me, and I'v 1004
:fur t.tw leist ttne.. Oud bles4 her
lost so
is co . us
uPni
al ways
Chri i shiraa '1876.-LL The .
ringincr' for. evening -'setvice. .-Kat6l haW
gone t''get- ready; and Alike fthese i lew;
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/1/ Ut (14 to Is ite, tny • torolten uld
aat ,;= for rllnst t Ik to §(e,
worry Kate. with . in troubles .
she hai. entingli.Ot oWti, pop'
Rir I. fgelsure .-she lo*.es Ned,•
,thinksiohly of 11Ii s Bcon,: Poor child
I wish II could help her ; ; she
,thinkS,she -,
hides "1 :from me, and talks - aild f ‘,lattglts .
tihen her heartjs: br,- - 4ing: I wonder if
she - de4ants- how 1 suffer? . • .-
_Las evenirgl received some wedding . ,
cards— r Lily's'cards. .1 Was sitting in -front,
of thelgrate whein.Emmons entered. with I
my letters: The first I. looked at Was a,
'brief note from 'Ned, bearing' . good- bye . '
for and me ;:,:he has gone b Europe
Saturday—itud . nad not time'_ to
lock up his.old..friends ,before leaving—
went "suc4..a, hurry7-,—wad.tt,solen. 7 E
did: opportunity:— . "he could not.
'sill Months or
rnoroi i -Then 't took envelope
sddread..d. to:receive.-- N0, , 1
could • nat ; _dpen. it;
,1. only looked' at my
name, !then, on the other., side. ' atAlie,two
letterSi.'"Arand ',4B;"graceftilly'erioo.i!lvd.
So.trit atplc4lo,ssotil has fallen fro . in
my' grasp ; it is .hard to tbear,'•
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Katk.aa calling,,tne,and.l. must gd and
try..to !make,s..mcqy. Obristnias. for tray:,
darling . ; for is not, this the day.,4,a11„
othersifoe,"'Peace - on' earth and ‘gotid i 1111
toWard'nion ?" ••" • •
• iliniil.--T be month . of .smiles - and 'tears
sunshine and cloud; ;buit,thank 0601 it i
is all sunshine for me now. _How 4iffer•
ent fr(inii when I last wrote in this!dear
old book! liietir old iages, Yon liiiOw all' '
my so rows, iow should you • knOW my
great oy. 1 , :• . -i. ..
,Onl - •two days i ago, .1 watt called tO Al
bany n business. About three, &Clock
in the,afternpon there' was„a -slight show.
er, and I stepped? into a - Music-store to get
out 'of the rani, and looked 'over the neii
musle to see if I could "find 8 prettji 'Piece
for If.ate. 1 had just taken up the 4 ,;100t
Night" when I heard a sweet Voice say
ing oil - the other side of the store.:.
11. I
"ve you .Pendennis F" l'
Th(l voice sent all the life- bldoi to my
heartland I felt that -my lips and cheeks
puled! whch I turned to look at her.. , pure
ly I could not mistake thpee sweet, low
tones. Our eyes met- '
her' face &Shed,
and she u ttered 'a little cry that sttike - of
joy as ' i well as astonishment. - 1
"01, Mr. Osgood, I am so happy to see
you!li , . \ ,
t
Sh4lepoke first,. : .. 1, could hardly find
my veqce to tell he that it gave me 'great
pleasure also.; but as for. her new name,
I coul no inore . have said it than I Could
pronOcce the longezt wont in. the G, r
mtin.dictionaty.,'We,taiked of the *eth
er, of lour last meeting, of Ned's abSence;
and then I 'managed to , inquire 'for her
husband - ~ -
,
i
"My hushand, Mr. Osgood?" sbe cried.
"I ne er had a . busbandi Are yon dream , :
iug ?' I i A
An: draaming•l thought I was ;‘ my
brain! Pernd on fire--iny heart-to - stand
still. 1 The ;book Pendennis seenie slip;
ping o thel floor, and the "1001 Nights"
danetila waltz to its. own music. iI felt.
as. th ugh T were never.,coming back to
.myscl.f. .I•pnly know that Lily stood be
foree, milling at me,' that I had .had
that I file' hand in mine. At last tsaid,:
'Vi f oos4 wedding-cards: did .1 recreceive.? ve
Who ' 'did Miller marry?", • : , i
tl
Thy la3t remark, wo,, reeeiyed with a.
peal 4,1' mern,laughter, and she'reßlied.
gi , . Miller, my good 'consul` married
Miss' piteol our old•friend to the satisfaer,
tion ilif all iarties. , And .I. think •yi!iu are
erazy i l Mr. sgood I" . '
I arsweiled,—
• ~ . .
"I ;don' know but, what .Lamp Miss
Lily U I b ye certainly inade a great Mis
take, tud i is all, ;owing - to - there , peirig
two litiss 0." -' ' ' :- I
Th littl ' old man, in the Store inoked
at.us with his small ', grey eyes. ithlwgb
1
his - bi ey glaeoes;as though, he 'thought
it a v ry r mantle of foolish thing for us
to be Italki g so long over a blundet, and
brought, ti back to the musio•store . and
everyilay gioughts by saykng : i
VOL
,337.--NP,-::._6
"Shai .1 dO ,this book up for-you,
miss ?" • •
• It was stilrraMing when' they
sture.-.together ,- but what. Aid - we care for
rain ? • I went :with as
.•far 'as' her
own door• And left her,proifiiiingto spend,
the evening . Wi; h her., It ;is:needless for
me to add that I kept 'that promise, and
all things we're:satisfactorily .
:-4 'Why, Fred," said slie. •"Harry . wad
cousin;ind I love.him . 'as I would
love a brother ; he has,..beeri_like'a sou to: ,
mamma ever stn.e . e my..fa,ther.died, when .
was only ten years _.And how, my
dear sir, if pa: had a few
qUestions when"We wO're at Lake GeOrge,.
it,w.puld-liaVe saved us both, all
happiness." r ., ~..:.•• „ • -
For .Lily bad ..,ponfessed, - ' When.-1 told.
her. of my great. love, ti,) at .811 e .4.4. so
etras well laB Myself and when I ;isic'ed .
if shelitid' - reallYtholight of Me all thii .
time, .she proittstrtha:f 'She Na by taking .
or,her locket and laying- - it'my hand.
-9pencd.it,aud fonutt littre:faded white:
rose. bud that_ I :11a4 . !givenber,last.july,•
a piece of Crumbled. paper, with Ors
'iSse:writteti on it : • "
eyes that pierce me through and flirt:a:ll;h p -,
And
,draw tur very soul away; • •.• ~ t he sunshine may not. fill rorlife---,
• Nortitrn. my darkness into day. - •
~
Pear,voiCe,
.1 dare , not Joie thy -tone; -
Thou never eatfst
.be mine alone.?' • ,
And so the. sweet: 4tirs'llew by, and I
had my_lit,ile
.apple-hlOssom
.all to' myself
beautiful
,eyes raised to..l)ly.face o ,
- and 'her dear hand ''clasped in mine. 'e •
had rush to say
,t6'each other-4as ,
generally do: nave; I suPpose, - -'We. Were
sure that we.hildloved each other Ant'
the iirst ttom.ent, , met in: the break-:
lasi:room at the dear old Lake House. .;..
'.Then Mrs, Billings ,came in and gave,
us her blessing.- 'She. had. liked '
me' front .
the.firat, she.said, - and- had been grieireft
to see that. her darling was tinhappv:onr ,
my
"`But the,darkest hou,r,,as the. ;_proverb
gOesi,"ia - the hour ,before; the', dawning,
Lillian dertr" She :eon tinned. * "Atid now
I can see you.-happy'again;P •
§lie, took, me.i.nto,-.her heart- of Ihearti f
and called- me her dear.,son. ,11,ostr sweet
tlioee words sotinded!
'Tbe'only thing that . troabl d ine was
wondering tow: Kate . feel about it .
;-for leert Ain , she - has' te Make:
lti"e.bright'for,her;:!at d she has been my'.
one, thought,„ shall„nave. two, to':
love-'and! cart.; for'. :„Dit,,to..niy tmost de
light., when 1 : • .- 1 - ollicate 'fife news she.pnt
her wing. itroni4 iiy 'neekaihrsiiid
was-so, glid,ficir
she had., seen..-he was not, happy,
sister ' ; .. :.Stilt,
Were tears ander , the 'long lashes that.l
1.81 toliss. - :aitiy;' and' when ,T t iii heir'
that:it .wag Miss Batson that;
,Mr.,311.i ler, thought she ,iionht
my amp, shßtunked.so white; uucl;.amak-,
excuse, She harried.,froo* :00 .1
rddni.' '• :' • =
! z sattiolay'fyitty going to Ali
bany to spend. Stiiiday,' and. take .
Kate with me. m It id sweet - to: think that
she can have a sister's andAtiother's love.
What a happy littlelatnily we, shall
,be
June 11; 1872.=-.To-day. peeped . . into -
Kate's: : journal-with her -consent, of •
course. . • . • •
'Once more,- little book, I - come to you.,
How long it ii since I :have written on
your pages ! I was too wretchedly un-=
happy ever to wrirr, and now lam alinOst
too.happy. • I can tell it' all in :Six - Mtge
words : Nediis liere-7Ned lovei3 me I
What niore can „I, say ? .L might.. write
alt tny. 'journal's blank pages,.full, bat.
those words•tell the, whole—all this gtea4
unthouglit'.4'happineis. 1 did not even
'writ%) wh(tAi Fred ivas untitled. 'Ned cams
home theP day , before . . the. wedding, and
Was,Fred's L. .b!al):; was. the, t happy •
bridesmaid. After that, I : paw : nothing
of 'him. Fvd had a letter, oncasionally,
that was all. • - •
-"We are out•hpra in the country now
have taken a 'sweet little hoagie—for the:
city. commenced to, be too warm for Lily
and:the baby. 2 Such, a -.beautiful boy at
he is—the very -image of my dearest Fred
May he live to be as good and noble a
min as,his father is the hearty wish of
his, Aunt „Sate. Fred ; gees:-to the oity
every morning,,and comes beek at tiight.!
After driving him down to the boat in
my . pony phaeteu this morning, and then
going up to ,see the little mother, with
her pretty hinds at work on baby's
dresses, and the little foot i rocking the
cradle where he lay dreaming baby dreams.
I walked to the piazza ,tl3 give birdy his :
morning bath.:., I 'was thinking of a year,
- ago to-day,land Wishing somebody would
come, when I saw a. tall - figure, walking
up the Street.
.1 had . just lima to go
down the steps as he. opened tbe.little
gate—our eyes met—never a word was
sai4, but he opened his arms, and .1 went
i n to them,' Now it was so . -
.unlike= what
talmfays intended to do when the Atom..
ing Man should come, for does not °rem
girl always .dream 'of him ?, . Here was
my spleudid, - , tall, bluo.eyed lover, „but
where . Was my 'dignified manner ?'.
had laid I should keep a. man woiting
sometime for the 'yes; although i Jared
bit better than life . ; and ,now .toi. thittk
'hi:* I acted 1 But his eyes were upau
and they controlled me absolu64y.
(Ctotinued im few 11xsp.