Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1845-11-19
YPsILANTI, (NCEI) WEDNESDAY, NOV.

fireside, all enormous log cracking aud seething
in the CRATE, and venerable pointer crouched
upon the rag, as he there sd pondering upon the
sermon he had just heard, or perhaps Illuminating
upon more secular subject, to wit The price OF
wheat last marke:-day! his reverles were broken
III upon by the entrance of his daughter Katharine
who solicited his attention to 'the lille angel of
fellow" she carried in her arms.
"More little angels, Kate? Why you brought
me four or five last week to look at, each OF
those, according to your own showing al the time,
was, wings excepted. miniature angel. Whose
bautIing may this be %
"Bantliug,' Papa ! 1t is a little cherub. am
sure never saw handsoner boy, and large,
too Of his age and such sweet temper! And to
! call little beauty banlIing! FIe, 6e! %
| Luckily Kate's indignation found harmless
vent in lavlshing perfect hurricane of kisses
upon the infan; thus maligned and then relenting
some What, she laid her childish charge within her
fathers arms, confident that the lovellness of her
helpless favori,e was certain, in the end to win
upon the fathers heart.
The child smiled, stretched forth its dimpl ed
arms, and manifested the same degree of delight
it, gazing on the rudy counlenance of lis s,alwart
nurse, as il would have evinced in The immediate
contemplation OF a ruddy fire.
'Bul YOU have not told me whose it is. Kate
4 Will do So, by and by. They say it is so
NO lderfuily like you. papa!'
You are chauer-box, Kate, and are always
wandering from the point. Once for all whose
is nP
Kate glIded 10 her fathers side, laid her soft
hand upon his brawny shoulder. and fixing her
eyes OH his, with look of irresislible witchery---
a look that might nave won an angel down,
whispered. r
Il on won't be angry with me, if tell you
you'll promise me you won't 2
| Oh certainly aud in return, Kate you must
promise me TO leave off talking riddles, and es.
chew romance and mystery
Well. then, papa SAID Kate, with the grave
AID measured accents of one whose mind is chal-
ged with some important secret, he prOfundhy OF
which the speaker is desIrous of mpressng to the
auditor, lit is your grandson, aud my very dear
nephew, Philip Langley"
My GRANDSON Philip Langley =
yes, papa quite true Philip and Mary are
in the village; the baby and are their einbassa
doris and" she continued in tones of mingled Jest
aud seriousness anging herself upon her knees.
Eve humby sue for their forgiveness and crave"
"a lasting treaty of peace" chlmed in the far.
mers gentle partner, as she entered the apartment
and opporiuney joined her plea to Hates.
Philip was staggered. He had been taken at
advantage, cut generated, beaten by strategy, woun
ded in a vulnerable point the child had slormed
his heart. Kate and Hates mother dexterously
combined to batter down that citadel Of his sup.
posed impregnable resolution. What could he do :?
capitulate with good grace Make Christmas
day day of festival indeed and welcome home
again discarded kin. Some such suggestions con-
science whispered TO his heart, aud Philips better
angel "whpt The offending Adam out of him." and
forced him to consent.
Kate (whO petoned for the post Of messen-
ger. special favor and peculiar prvilege.)
hurried Immediately to The keepers collage for
her brother and his bride, and the delighted trio
reached the farm in almost GREATNESS haste.
May we not pass over the meeting, and It's tear
ful, happy, varied and embarrassing concomi,anisl
on may be sure there was al, first perfect briny
deluge- "a copious overflow of pearly tears, sh.
ming like heads of dew upon the peacEy cheeks
of Kate and glistenng like diamonds in The lus-
trous eyes ofpret,y Mary Langley even the elder
Philip caught the infection, and brushed away
Two big round drops with as much vehemence
as though they had been ugly blood stains on
his cheeks. Rainbow smiles presently succeeded
to the slowers,aud there was an in6nitude OF hap
ply gossipry so much TO be enquired-so much TO
be expained-so much had happened-so many
little projects were presented for diScussion-such
an opening ofthe aood-ga of bent up suppressed
affection Kate's arm, the while, wound lovingly
around Marys waisi, land her unring tongue pour
ing into Mary's ear world of confidential chit
chat, with graceful sympathy and total unreserve
of girnood--our farmer londling his grandchild,
while he held never ending cooquy with Phil;
and Mrs. Langley, good soul vibrating between
the kitchen aud The paor 10 such delightful aat.
ter of excitement that one almost feared never
would regain her old habitual equanimily. Thus
hours flew by like moments and when-lhe great
hall clock rung out the dinner hour, the savory
stream OF the roast turkey came foauag in
from Inc adjoining rootn,taey one and all protested
that flight OF time was really magical and then
with Mary on his arm, our farmer led the way to
table, aud never did The old oak dining room at
Broad Lea Farm gather within lis walls merrier
happier, or more united group than that which
made It's echoes ring with their exhuberant gIee
last Christmas.
He is wise man who learns from every one
he ispowerful who governs his passions; and he
is rich who is content. .-rsg