Southport telegraph. [volume] (Southport, W.T. [i.e. Kenosha, Wis.]) 1840-1850, 1843-04-18

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utter agony over her ruined country and
her disman,led home
oh mother = said the daughter, if we
only knew where our father was. or If he
yet lived,we might still be happy. Wealth
is nothing to US, Tor will we not still love
each other2 Dry YOUR tears, dear mother,
for something tells me that father lives,
and will rejoin US
AT these words Of comfort, more sooth-
ing, because coming from quarter 50 I'M
expected, the mother looked up. and draw
ing her daughter 10 her bosom kissed her.
saying, you are RICH, my child. Wewill
hope for the best. And if your father has
indeed fallen, and we are alone in the
world, will remember that have you 10
comfort me, and strive lobe happy,
and IN despite of her efforts TO calm, the
tears gushed into her eyes at The bare
thought of the possible loss Of her hus-
band
But see mother suddenly exclaimed
the daughter, see the cloud of dus, across
the plan-can't betoken the return Of the
foe?'and she drew close mothers side.
TIE mother gazed with eager eyes across
the plain, and her cheek paled, as she
Thought she distinguished the banner Of
Russia borne in advance.
lit is feared said the daughter. they
'cone 10 carry US into captivity, Oh, let
Us hide from their sight; there was secret
reccsses in the ruins yet where we aiight
defy scrutiny
No said the m0;hor, sail the spirit Of
her race rising in at her crisis, no my
daughter, it would not become US, like base
born churls, thus to fly from foe. The
wife and children Of Count Reschifky will
meet his enemies on his own hcarlhstone,
all disma ntled though it be-
With those words she clasped her babe,
closer to her bosom, and set down again
behind the parapet, to await, as the daugh-
ter Of prince should await the approach
Of her murderors: and although perhaps
her cheek was hue pnleE, the lofty glance
Of her eye quailed not. Her daughter sank
to her feet and buried her face in her mo-
theirs robe. But after few minutes she
repaired courage, and looked timidly across
the plain. At the first glance she started
and said eagerly.
But see mother, can they really be en-
emies? They wave their banners as if to
us-thcy Increase their speed; surely, that
gallant kotseman in advance, is my own
dear father
A moment the mother gazed eagerly on
the approaching horseman; bu, moment
only. The eye Of the wife saw that her
husband was indeed there, and with glad
cry, she elasped her children in her arms
and burst into flood of tears. She was
weeping when the Count, dsmounting from
his charger, rushed forward and clasped
her in his arms.
Thank God!' he ejacula ted, you at least
are left for me. ! have feared to find you
no more. May the lightning Of heaven
blast the cravens who could thus desolate
the home Of woman
MY husband. oh my dear husband,' was
all that the wife could say.
Father, dear father, you are safe--oh,
we shall yet be happy said the daughter,
as she cung to her restored parent.
The father kissed and re-kissed them all
and for once his stern nature was movcd
| to tears, but they were tears of JOY.
His story was soon told. Finding thai
all hope Of saving his country was over,
and eager to learn the fate Of those he left
at home, he he'd to cut his way through the
enemy with a few gallant followers. AS
be drew near the vicinity Of bis palace, he
had heard strange rumors Of the sackine
of his home, and on every side Of his own
eyes behcld the rayages Of the foe. Torn
with thousand fears respecting the fate
of those he loved better than life. he had
passed madly on; and when the bIackened
and smoking walls of his palace had risen
before him in the distance, he had almost
given way to despair. But at length his
eager eye caught site Of group amid the
ruins, and his heart told him tina. those he
loved remained yet TO cheer his ruined for
tunes.
No pen can do justice to tho feelings OF
gratitude which throbbed in the bosom OF
that father, as he pressed his wife and
children successfully TO his heart. His
plans were soon laid. He had by remit
lance 10 England on the outbreak Of the
war, provided his family against want, and
thither he now bent his steps. Over his
ruined country be shed many a tear, but at
such times the smiles Of his wife and chill
dren were ever ready to cheer his desPon-
dency; and as he gazed on his lovely fam
lily, he felt that there was much in this world
TO bid him to be Aappy again.
0FWe occasionally hear Of a shipper
ing, double refined young lady boasting
that she never labored, and could not for
the lie of her make q pudding; as though
ignorance of these matters was mark of
gentility and a leaning towards European
nobility There can be no greater proof
of silly arrogance than such remarks, and
for the especial benefit Of such, we would
kindly inform them that Madame de Cen
lis supported the family of the Due de