Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1855-11-09

while her eyes filed with tears. and let
him 60.
All her pleasures we're forgotten as she
watched the carriage rolling from the door
and she only remembered how lonely she
would be without him; she looked back up
on two years of such happiness that it seem
ed less like reality than pleasant dream.
Long she stood at the window watching, as
if she expected him TO return, the voices of
! the children reused her, and she stifled her
own grief, and went TO amuse and comfort
them. Willie thought papa was real un-
kind not 10 take them; while Edith clung
close 20 Florence, and hoped papa would
be safe on the deep water
Jessie Lawson and Florence Langford
we're seated in the piazza of the pleasant
country house they had hired for the sea
son couversing. Edith and Willie were
romping with Rover on the grass, while
ever aud anon their clear joyous laughter,
would make the ladies turn and smile.
II forgive you now, Floy, for marrying
George" said Jessie fondy. 81 think that
if he had asked me, and could have look
ed into the future, l should have done as
you did"
At that instance Jessicd felt hand laid
on her shoulder, and looking up, saw her
husband; his face was very grave, and his
whole manner betokened that something OF
other serious had happened.
"Jessie," he said in low tone. "come in.
to the parlor; want to speak with you"
He is jealous whispered Jessie to Flor,
ence as she rose to obey. Now for mat
Timonian lecture"
Close the door. JESSIE" said Henry
when they entered the parlor. 81 do po
wish Florence to hear what l have to say
now. Poor Floy! We must break it gent
ly to her"
"Why, Harry dear, what is the matter
George"
"Yes. The Eagle, the vessel he sailed
in, was wrecked, and but few escaped; A
vessel going to Calcutta took few Of the
passengers but the rest were lost. George
Langford's name is among the missing"
Henry had forgotten The open window,
and was startled to see Florence standing
in front Of il. She was cold and pale as mar
ole, her hands were tightly clenched, her
teeth set, and her whole fame rigid and
motionless. Harry ran to her side, and
took her hand TO lead her in. The touch
broke her stupor, and she fell fainting tc
the ground.
For weeks Florence lay between life aDd
death; fever and delerium succeeded her
death-ike trance, aud her life was despair
ed of. A strong constitution however, tri
umphed, and she recovered; but oh, how
altered The pale, thin face seen now un
der widows cap, was so van and sac
that very few would have recognized the
once blooming Florence.
Florence Langford had been widow
Just one yeaE 1t was a bright summer
day, and shssat ia the same little paro
where she had first heard of her husband'
loss. Willie and Edith were seated on tn,
floor beside her blowing soap bubbles =
! Florence sat watching their innocent de
ligh as the sun shone on the pretty globes
and reflected prismatc colors in them, anC
then her thoughts few back over the las
three years. Sadder grew the pale face
until Willie noticed it and leaving his play
went softly to her side; Edith knelt beside
him, with her face laid caress;ngIy against
Florence's hand.
"Tell US about papa" whispered Willie
when is papa coming back ?" aske(
Edith "He stays so long"
'Hush, Edith" said Willie. Papa car
never come back he is dead"
But Edith shook her head She always
maintained that as papa wen; away in
carriage, and said he would come back anC
bring them pretty toys from Paris, h'
could not be dead.
! Florence drew Edith upon her lap, ant
throwing her arms around Willie, the thre,
talked about papa for an hour; how mucf
longer they would have remained in Iha
position | cannot tell Jessie interrupted
them her whole face was beaming will
JOY.
"Floy," she whispered. kneeling on the
stool at her cousins feet, and urtying hel
cap. ''take this of for a minute"
"Why, Jessie ?" asked Florence, suffering
her to remove it.
because II IS stiff and unbecOmlng,
said Jessie, who was loosing Floy's hail
and twisting it over her fingers into its old
curIs. "You must never wear it again"
Jessie, give it back 10 me. l shall al
ways wear it,"
! But say you shall never putt on again
dear Florence. A widows cap is needles,
now!"
Jessie" cried Florence, starting up and
looking eagerly into her cousins face, trem-
bling violently, "what do you mean?"
"Can you bear the best of news, Floy ,"
said Jessie softly. "George-"
Jessie in answer threw open the door,
and said gaily, "Come in? ?" and in another
moment, Florence was in her husbands
arms, and the two children were looking in
kiad Of joyful establishment at their
father
E=T Il is singular that the name Of God