Bloomington herald. [volume] (Bloomington, I. T. [Iowa]) 1840-1849, 1843-09-29
THE KAIN r. Ev.EiJrx.v-
SKETCH BIZ MRS. c. LEE HENTZ.

sal on one side Of the fire. place. opposite
aunt Mary, who, with her book in her
hand, watched her children sea,edsatg her
table some reading. some sewing. all oc-
| cnpied, but one, child sof large sgfQwth !
T 4 young lady. who being a guest in the
family. was suffered toindsige in the plea
Esure ofidleness without reproof d sss
SCR OH! love arainys evening" said little
Ann. looking up from hes book, rand mee-
fling her mothers smiling, glance, it is so
nice 10 sit by a good fife and hear the rain
,pa,iering against the windows. Only
pity the poor people who have no house
q cover Them, to. keep Off the rain and the
Ecold,s s 80, 81 eyF't ,ssa5sssa aiaai
1! lad \ i've ardiny evening, TOO arTssa,
George, u boy Of about Twelve, lean stu
dy so much better. My sahoughss stay at
home, and don't keep lrambllng oul after
the bright moon and stars My heart feels
warmer and really believe I love every
/ body better than do when the weather is
fair ia}s7a aiifi1ae's& 1aa II ses18 ~ ID
| Uncle Ned smiled, and gave the boy an
approving pat on the shoulder. Every
one smiled but the young lady, who with
a languid, discontinued air now played
with pair of scissors, now turning over
the leaves Of book, then, with an il-sup
pressed .yawn, leaned idly OH her elbow
and looked idly into the fire.
| And wha, DO yon think of a rainy eve.s
ming, Elizabeth asked uncle Ned. =
should like 10 hear your opinion Also
| II think it very dull and undressing,
indeed answered she: !. | always feel So
stupid, can hardly keep my self awake.
| One cannot 60 abroad, or hope to see com
,pany at home; and one gets SO tired Of
seeing the same faces all the time. can
| no. imagine wha, George and Ann seeao
admire so much in a tisagreeable rainy
evening like this.
Suppose Tell you story, TO enliven
you 2 said uncIed Ned. Fl 81.
'Oh!. yes. father please tell Us a story 4
exclaimed the children simultaneously. 3
Little Ann was perched upon bis knee
as if by magic, and even Elizabeth moved
her chair, as if excited to some degree OF
interest. George still held lis book in his
hand. but his bright eyes. sparkling With
uncle's face. al i
Il am going to tell you a story about a |
rainy evening" said uncle Ned.
sOh !4that will be SO pretty cried Ann
claurg her hands; but Elizabe.h's coun.|
tenance fell below zero. It was an omin-
oilssfsnunciation. stsistss
IS. Yess continued, uncle Ned, a fainyI
evenings But though clouds darker lhai
those which now mantle The sky wer. .
lowering abroad, and tha.rain fell heavie,i
and fasler. the rainbow Of my life was
drawn most beautifully on those darn
cle.ais, and itsEfair colors still shine mos
loSeiyo on .hesight Its. no longer how
ever, the bow Of pronaise, but the reaiza-
ton of my fondes. Dreams a,1 .s /
George saw his uncle. cast an express
i've glance towards the handsome m a,ron
in the opposite corner. whose color per-
cep,ibly heigh.eaed, and he AZ no, for.
pear .A i1f' aun. May s,der.
stand uncle's metaphors sSSise IS hts ras,-
bow, and he thinks life one long rainy
day. p. ss''ss'<s ~ ssf's sf 'sa's
Not exactly so. | mean yourlast con-
clusion. But don't interrupt me, my boz, 1
and YOU shall hear lesson. which, young
as you are, trust you will never forget
When l was young man | was thought
quite handsome 8 6sas ,f,4 s,5sa..
PA is as pretty as, he, can be now in
terrup;ed little Ann, passing her hand
fondly over his manly cheek. Uncle Ned
was not displeased with the compliment,
for he pressed her closer 10 him, while lie
continued i fl 5t 1'a9' ssh el;a3
well, when was young was Of gay
spirits, and great favori,e in society,"
The young ladies liked me for a partner
in the dance, at the chess board, at the
evening walk, and bad reason to think
tina, several of them would have made no
objection to take me as partner for life.
Among all my acquaintances, there was
no one, whose companionship was so
pleasing, as that Of a maiden whose name
was Mary. Now, there are great many
Marys in the world, so xou must not take
| it for granted I mean your mother, or
aunt. Al any rate. you must not s. look tN'i: 50
| significant, ill I have, finished my story.
Mary was sweet and lovely girl---wi.h a
current of cheerfulness running through
her disposition that made music as il flow
ed Ii was an undercurrent, however al
ways gentle, and kept within its legilin>
ate channel /; never overfowing into bols-
terons .mirth or unmeaning levity. She
was the only daughter Of her mother, and
she a widow. Mrs. Carlton such was
her mothers name,) was in lcwly circum-