The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1848-03-21

his, in the last long kiss of life. and laying
his cheek close against hers smiled smile
of serene and joyful hope, and-Kate was
an angel! HloJ aHl" ~
lh'.ls that all your story?" did you ask
Not by considerable, my dear friend, there's
more love to come yet. "Whai! another
love after his promised ryst with Kate on
the green banks yonder by the spring?"-
Yes. another, but not such one as you ina
gine. Don't yon suppose that maa can
love anything else but a woman year or
two his junior? Remember that Edwin has
mother, and now be patient and I'll tell
you what became of her.
Mrs. Johnson and Ned had a lonely life
after they had lain their darling Kate in the
graveyard over by the churches at Milton:
as msfortunes arc said 10 come in crowds,
so in their case. That very year the crops
failed, the COW died, and dozen other trou-
ibles followed; and the resul was that Mrs.
lJ.gave up the cottage and accepted the Of
Ter Ola home from a kini neighbor, while
Edwin was TO ego and seek his f0rune.Y -
lie went 10 New York TO brother OF i@
father, who was sea captain, and 10 took
ihim across The Atlantic. Aferhs & st voy-
age, and two years absence from home, he
returned to his mothers side, ,"and, - said the
old man, my informant, 81 saw him tine first
night he was al home, sitting under the elm
tree, there where you see that green bank,
and heard that before dark that afternoon,
! io had been over 10 the churches and the
grave yard" a r-.H
A few days only, and he left his home a.
gan.---fIs mother, gladdened by his return,
was nevertheless much more reluctant TO
, have him 60 than when he first went. This
reluctance increased as the day approached.
Then she begged him, If il were possible,
! 10 stay with her; but he had promised his
uncle, and would not forfeit his word, nor
would she have him. 81 shall see you again
soon--very soon, mother--Wly do you feel
so badly? This voyage is not TO be long
one, and ifmy uncle does all he promises,
will buy you The cottage when | come back
I We shalt meet again very soon mother."--
"We shall meet fdgain, when you: father. and
you, and Kate, and meet yonder. my son.
said the mother. "NVhy mother! what
makes you speak so? 1t will not be a year
before shall Kiss you standing just here."
"Never again, my son. know that { lis
will be the last kiss your lips will press on
mine until the Resnnection."
I And SO that mother and son parted. They
met again five years ago, IN heaven; not till
then. lie was older than she, as we count
years here on earth, and his hair silvered and
thin, when he lay down to die among tho
sounds ofthe mighty metropolis. Every year
a pilgrim came in the early spring when the
+, first flowers bloomed, and stayed for a few days
( in the cottage here. The afternoons he used
to pass in the grave yard, but the twilight al
ways found him seated on the bank by the
spring. lie grew rich until his Golfers over
flowed. He bought the cottage but did not
come TO live in il; he seemed to have con-
ceived an attachment for business and tho
city. His annual pilgrimage was the only
relief he had from his couning-room. lie
grew older untlhe carried the weight Of three
score and ten to keep the solemn tryst Of bis
boyhood. One winter day he had been loo
unwell 10 go from his lordly mansion, and as
evening came on, he lay OH his bed and look.
cd into the crate, listening to the roar of car
rages in the stree: without. A young man
from his office entered aud conversed with
:! him in regard 10 the days business, and left
\ him lying thus alone. He had sent his
housekeeper and servant out himself. s
| Who shall say what we're the thoughts
that filled the mind Of the weary old man,
that night, or what communion he had with
the past--thc far but unforgouen past? Did
he hear the wind fustling the leaves Of the
old elm treef Did the gurgle offspring, the
fall of the brook, the song of the birds, fill
his ear with their old music: Did his m,th-
er's had press coolly on his fore head and
her voce WOO him TO sleep with ono Of her
old mountain songs? What fairy form was that.
Did his angel Kate hover around his bed, and
did her lips press his, and was her kiss now
ON his brow? Were those her arms around
his neck once more In the embrace Of girl
hod; and was that melodous voice hers a.
gain murmuripg in his ear,-ss[ love you, love
you, brother Nels" And did her cheek, her
velvet cheek, lie warmly close TO his, and
did she draw him closer, and closer, to her
in that holy clasp, and was all this a DIRE am Of
earth, or was it Heaven?
1t was Heaven, for he was there.
| MIKE WALSH ASKING LEAVE OF
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