Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1854-08-09


see like oher children! Sometimes, in her
dreams, she would find herself on soft couch,
with strdnge perfumes and sounds about her, and
would feel warm tears drppping, one by one, on
her forehead while desr arm pressed her closes
Fly. -'ss7i lsfE ~ ~ slng, ~ iasa. s 1.. .
"AIother! dear motherl'' Mittie would cry, and
awdkeA-tO find no mother.
/ Years had passed-when again a ship was
nearing the forest of masts in New York harbor.i
On the deck sat pale lady in deep mourning,
with traces oftears upon her cheeks Her chill
dren clung about her with wonder in their faces,
s,"Oh, beautiful Ameriea! the America you have.
so often told us about seried sweetvOiced girl
tof twelve. ."Mamma, does it look as it did when
! you went awey!'' ,.,- s.s,.sa 300 II, r..
"Mamma, did you live in any OF those great
hodsesrh,-rsi s'r uGal b7aH sea .resgo} s'i.A-a,
MA, malplenty Psgodds here!'' chimed in the
youngest boy, whose eyes had taken in the nu-
merous church spires. All spoke at once, but
the mother answered neither Her heart was
too full. She had gone from that shore, happy
lbride and hopeiul; she was returning, widow,
broken in health and spirits, to place her chill
dreu with her relatives, and then as she believed,
to lay her bones in the tomb OF her kindred
One hope only, made her heart bound, aud her
pale cheek grow paler, os she looked on that
shore Of her nativity, for the first time in twenty
years. -f a.. a iis4afFp p4j mvst Eei
"Oh, God! could see all my children before l
die!" she ialtered. iaa 'Fi fa." :.
II pass over the scene of her landing, and well
coming to the house Of her brother. I will not
stop to tell you how many wonders the India born
children found in American city customs and
sights for must hasten to the end Of my story.
ait is impossible, sister, said her brother to
the pale lady, one morning, in answer to some
expression ''The child could never have reach
sed this country. We never, you know, have
traced her further than England, and il she had
been brought here, she could not have failed tc
: find me, or her" H.-4-.a .as
The widow sighed. "God's will be done,' she
murmuret "But 1t is hard to feel that my lttl,
helpless innocent my eldest born--was sen
: from me to perish alone Often feel as il i
could not be--as if she were yet alive, und
should find her at some day. Aiat
Providentally, as il proved, the mother was lee
TO search the catalogues Of various institutions
, for the blind, long in vain At length she OBJ
tanned circular from distant city, and glanced
over it indferently, SO often had she been disap-
pointed. Her heart sprung to her lips as she
saw the name "Mcta w. Hamilton" za.s 17,s
; Brother" she gnsped, extending the paper tt
him. .s..
He looked and shook his head. 81 am afrait
! you are expecting too much, my poor sister,
Matilda was your darling's name, andthen, how
: should she stray to that corner Of the Unite'
:, States!'' sN" z'e ...
d But the mothers hope was stronger than he
? fears She scarcely ate or slept, weak though sh
9 was, until she reached the southern city who's
name the catalogue had borne. m "a ,
IS "Hamilton? yes we have pupil by tha
n name," replied the bland superintendent. in an
/ swer to her first question Of trembling eagerness
e aBut she is an orphan, madam" SO >H.s4a ~
n l.ssAre you sure, sir. oh, must see her Q
10 once!'' '"-" At.h .a'.-...,,.-s, ,-...
n She followed him to the door of a large room
Of where fifty girls sat, busted with their needle
= work. The buzz of conversation died, as the
a heurd the sound Of strange footsteps-and hui
n dred sightlcss eyes were turned toward the dool
Near table, on which lay bunch OF delica'
Id straw filaments, sat Mittey Hamilt2D.z She hf
r.. been braiding bonnett, but her fingers had ce
ID sed atheirswork and buried in sort Of a revert
10 she was the. iils one who did not notice the Ell
ie1 trance Of a stranger, ta,4...s ,,r -;a'f
." ."Was there any distinguishing feature by whi'
:. you would recognize your daughter, my dear m
IL; dam y askedthe gentleman '1.
3D., The mothers eye wandered over the group
q though she dreaded the confirmation OF her Tea
y < to lose her last hope. t:s a"ss,*5tat '@7's
IL seShow me the child Of whom you spoke s.
no faitered @Sa. a.. S' rs,.,},b3t-. W ias
CHI aaMeta Hamilton but he stopped, for at t
,se lddy's first word, Mitte had sprung from her =
ity siti m, aud, throwing back the curls from l
.,. face, ,5turnedwildly from side to sides 5=.2
,uts %Who isithat!'' she cried, with .outstretch
led arms "That voice peak agdin!'''a s1 81 .a
,ed .Sfittie,my a4ilds cried Mrs, Hamilton, sprir
ith ing to her side, and sinking. overpowered, up
Id. her khees.i8 rDoq&t aa'iss1iii paf hFtqoH -
at. 81. .Mother, oh mother! '-and Mittie'i fell into
the arms that Graded her in infancy. w. 81, h.
,nd5 That ,ods a momeut aevtr 10 be torgotton!
,ith1 Uncle Wythe Harris (for the mistake VIII
IS a had. clouded SO many years ofthe lifetime
or mother and child, was that Of Mittie in subst
fg. t;:infg-chd that she was--the Jfrst name Of
cen uncle forthe last found a pleasant cottage on
find banks of the Hudson for bis sister and her
rid, happy yiatnily - What "a loving welcome the
ced girls and boys, whom Heaven and blessed u
the power Of seeing their sister, gave to the wan
any er, Mittie!, Ia How she ucomlorted her emcth
and heart, making her forget hers great bereaseu
age, making her even forget her sorrow that
NIB had a blind child, in her joy feeling that
lEsa had another Lying idaFhpghpa shilgsdN sat
was The sunshine Of Mites girlhoodeame bae
arm: her spirit The dear blind griwasthejoy of
hich housesa How could anybody cherish a fseiini
HI -. ,oavishnasa uhan that 1lad v