Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1852-10-15
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MISCELLANEOUS
A Broken Home,


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ltis Nellys own fair hand, yet sadly dotted
bloted with'her tears, and with yours. ~
ait is all over, dear, dear Clarencel Oh how
wish you were here to monrn with us can hard
ly now believe that our pooHaothcr is indeed dead.
"For a week, she had besh faling, every day;
but on Saturday, we thought her much better
l.told her felt sure she would live TO ses you
again. - :. G y, 81 f,sI5g, 1i3';s - t,i a.
al shall never see him again, Nelly" said she,
bursting into tears. 0Hl = fFEsIi-T'.ilsarl ffT2
All, Clarence; where is your youthful pride and
|strength now? with only that frail paper TO annoy
you, crushed in your grasp = Ii6 f'.iisgsH asCi
''She sent to her father, and taking his hand in
hers, she told him she was dying. am glad YOU
did not see his grief. i was kneelng beside Iher
and she put her hand upon my head. and letit rest
there for moment, while her lips moved asif she
were weeping.
8nHKiss me, Nelly,pi said she; growing fainter
sk;ss me again for Clarence, ,,, ,,,;t,aiIg
A little while after she died. i'D mn M ''''-1
For long time you remained with only thatlet-
ter and your thoughts for company. You pace up
| and down your chamber; again you seat yourself,
| and lean your head upon the table. enteebled by
the very grief which you cherish still. The whole
day passed thus you have not the heart to tell the
story of your troubles. uHe " - -
Ten days after you are walking towards the old
homestead, with such feelings as itnever called up
before. In tender days ofboyhood there were tn
umphant thoughts of gladness and pride with which,
when grown TO the stature Of manhood, you would
come back to that little town OF your brth-i AS
you have bent with dreamy resolutions over the
tasks of the coister life, sweet thoughts have
aocked 'cn YOU Of the proud stepT and prudent
heart with which you would one day greet the old
acquaintances of boyhood; you have RECALLED your
self on the jaunty manner in which you would
meet the old Dr.. Bidlow, and the patronzing air
with which you would address the pretty blue-eyed
Mange.HI .a,gG la ,Hssyia sssI9s sl7i 1ol giIs
1t is late in the afternoon, when you come in
CHI hfnft tall hat
you shudder now lest you may meet any You once
knew. The first grief of youth seeks little sympa-
thy of companions; it lies, with a sensitive man,
bound within the narrowest circles OF the heart--
They only who hold the key to its innenoost reees-
ses can speak consolation. Years will make
change-as the summer grows fierce heats, the
bamness of the violet banks Of spring is lost in the
odors of thousand fowers-the heat as 1t gains IN
age, loses freshness and wins breadth.
Throw pebble into the brook in its source and
the agitation Is TERRIBLE and the nppes chafe mad
ly their narrow banks; throw in pebble when the
brook has become river, and YOU see few circles
widening, until they are lost IN the gentle every
day murmer of its life tlHr ,.E1l NGLlu!Ea
You draw your hat over your eyes, as you walk
towards that old familiar door; the yard silent;
the night falling gloomly; few katydids aIe chirp-
ing in the trees The mothers window, where
at such as this 1t was her custom TO watch
you play, is shut, and the blinds closed over it,
The honeysuckle which grew over the window,
and which she loved SO much, has flung its branch
es carelessly and the spiders have hung their nets
upon its tendns. ari n ,s'Aa1 III l1E y-sE#
And she who made that So dear To. your boy
hood 50 real to your after years, standing amid all
the flights of your youthful ambitions, and your pal
Try cares, (for they seem palry now and your
doubts, anxieties and weakness OF heart-llke the
ligh. of your hopes-buTnng ever there, under the
shadow of the sycamore, holy beacon, by whose
guidance you always came TO sweet haven, and
to refuge from all Your tolls, IS sone-gone for-
ever. Si' = ~ ''s,o ,s-sz-.Hi.. =. 'E-,5-li
s,~,fa Ieln n1-al
esteemed; but the boyish heart, whose old life is
now revving, leans more readily. more kindly5into
that void where once beat the heart OF mother
Clarence y, ,--s----
"Nelly rb s7.5 ..--;E,.,stA
There arc other words; but you feel her tears as
the kiss of welcome is given, With your hand
joined in hers YOU walk down the space into the
old familiar hail.; not with the jaunty college step,
not with any presumption on our dawnlng man
hood; oh, no, nothing OF this A' i'-I ~ 't"'N
Quietly, meekly, feeling your whole heart shat
tered, your mind feeble as boys, and your purpo-
ses nothing, and worse than nothing-with ptoud
feeling, You fling your arm around the 1orn OF that
gentle sister-the pride Of protector the feeling
al will care for you dear Nelly !'-that sail.
And even that, proud as it is brings weakness. NJ,
You sit down together the lounge, Nelly bur
| res her face in her hands, sobbing. ' 90
| "Dear Nelly" and your arm clasps her more
fondly. --=-,'--
There is cricket in the corner Of the IIoom,
chrping very loudly; it seems as if nothing else
were living-only Nelly, Clarence and the noisy
cricket Your eyes fall on the char where she
used to sit it is drawn up with the same care as
al am SO glad to see you Ciarence.' Nelly says,
recovering herself; and there is sweet sad smils
now And sitting there beside you, she tells you
lof all-of the day and Of the hour, and how she
looked, and Of her last prayer and how, happy she
SS"And did she leave no message for me, Mel
lly2nGai bHG g5yIEo6 u l!Gns gu,,woGg" % OF
- s"Not to forget us, Clarence but you could
Thank you, Nelly but was there nothing
felse pa I" II hfa .sislo7 fa5bhSl9i,Hf s:l!I 10
/ . ayes, Clarence to meet her one dayPh .uo
brY You only press her hand, u gye6 aLiloyl z;oay
i Presently your father comes in, He greets you
with far more than his usual cordiality. He keeps
your hands long time, looking inYonr face; as If
he were reading traces of some resembances that
had never struck him before ,gs s;.ttsfs-7.i ..ss
/ The father is one of those calm, impassive men,
who show little upon the surface, and whose feel
ings you have always thought cold. q But now,
there is atremulousness in his tones. He seems
conscious of it himself and forbears talking. He
goes to his old seat and after gazing OF you little
while with the same steadfastness as at hrsb leans
forward and buries his facein his hands.lk zdl
i From that very,moment, yopfeel sympathy and
a love for him that you have never known til then.
And in after years when suneting OF nat come
lin that shattered home, you will recall that stoop-
inc image of the f.ther, with his head bowed and
from time to tme tremble convulsively with gnef,
and feel that f1ere remains yet by the household
i 6res, kindt-d sorTowieiIso Iaa TldsdoIq !iisL
Nelly ,teals away from you gently and stepping
across he rcom, lays her hand upon his shoulder
with touch that says, plain as words could say
love are here, father."ii9 shi hosi hiisaA
And he rouses himself, passes his arm around
her looks in her face fondly, draws her TO him and
4 prints kiss on her forehead. -
Nelly, we must love each other now more than
\ ever ',t1T ,uEui ni vi5E5p .iiig ysdf bHs 9Isd
], lNellys lips itremble, but she cannot answer;
tear or two 60 streaming down her &C cheek. ,o,
You approach them, and your father takes your
hand again with a firm grasp, looks atyoul thought
fully, drops his eyes upon the fire, and for mo-
ment there pause-"we are quite alons now, my
boy ~ 81 u !ys,f s1E sI9aT- sIHap-E
| tits broken home. .fo5ii stpfEls sBJ nj {ooI