The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1854-01-19

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her goodness-O, how lonely, how very
lonely her father and myself would be
without her. bless God that he has
spared one to gather with us about the
hearthstone, and to cheer our declining
years"
Mrs. Bromley's reverie was now
interrupted by the entrance of Farmer
Bromley accompanied by Edith, who
turned some of the spring water into a
shining pewter basin, and carefully
placed by its side seme soap and clean
towel-and as the father bathed his
dusty, sunburnt face in the cool, spark
ling liquid, it seemed to him doubly re-
freshing from the act of kindness coup
led with the use of it 0, how much,
how very much is there in one smile,
word or act, if prompted by the law of
love '--how fondly we cherish its re-
membrance
twas fit scene for a painter, as
there they sat around the table in silence,
for moment, as was their custom, the
noble looking father, the matronly moth
er, and the young, beautiful girl, with
eyes downcast, and hands folded meekly
upon their breasts-and think you not,
the thoughts of their hearts were as ac.
ceptable in the ear of Deity as though
they had formed themselves into words
upon their lips'
$50, father" said Mrs. Bromley, as
she passed dish of smoking tea TO her
husband, "thee thinks cousin Darnley's
girls are not over anxious to receive a
visit from our Edith ?"
"Yes, Elizabeth" said Mr.. Bromley,
as he glanced his eye at Edith, who had
laid down her knife, and sat looking in
quiringly into her mothers face, 81 heard
them say the same. l unintcntionlly
overheard conversation between the
girls, the amount of which was that
Edith must come, but that they should
be terribly mortified by their country
fed Quakerous cousin and thereupon
they went into general discussion of
the Quaker community at large-and
assure thee that my broad brimmcd hat
and straight coat, did not escape-but
they poured out an unmerciful TRADE
upon them, and me too, and finally
wound up with the extremely generous
wish there was not Quaker in the
whole world"
Poor Edith how long had she been
looking forward to the time when she
should be permitted to visit her cous-
ins, and pictured in glowing colors the
warm greetings that were to welcome
her. But her fathers unexpected words
had caused her gided air castles to tot
ter, and they now lay in ruins around
her. With strong effort she resolved
to bear it with stoical indifference-but
rs her father proceeded; and she found
that not even his gray hairs had shield
ed him from the heartless contempt of
her city cousins, the tell tale color came '
md went on her cheek, and finding that
'he could not control her feelings, she l
sought her chamber--and drawing aside S
he muslin curtain that shaded the win c
low, she leaned her burning brow upon S
he seat and burying her face in her 9
white dimpled hands, her tears fell like c
ain. But her grief was evanescent-- S
or when in less than half an hour she a
'e-entered the room where her parents s
we're seated her face was irradiated with o
IN arch smile-and shaking her pretty b
lead saucily, she said: {
"Won't | make them ashamed of r
heir green countrifed cousin won't
edith Bromley is just the girl for that !" "
nd here she danced out Of the kitchen Ii
shile the whole house echoed to the f
music of her merry, ringing laugh. W
Scarce had she gone, when low tap W
7as heard at the door, and Susan Aus b
in entered without waiting to be bidden. y
"Ah, friend Susan" said Mrs. Brom- N
ey, 1 thought that was thy step. I'm ii
eally glad to see thee-how is thee to- al
ay !"
"Well, friend Elizabeth, said the old Il
ldy, as she removed her bonnet from 81
or head, and placed it on the floor by
or side--then taking little horn snuff 10
OK from her pocket, she applied a |"