Monongalia mirror. [volume] (Morgantown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1855, 1855-03-10

on again.
Itllappeneda, a, the time when Tho yel
low fever was in New York, which wa.
about four years previous to the period
/ speak Of; and yeti the wound was still
apparently fresh in the poor lady's heart
as a, the first moment Of her loss; and
at every thought of her child it would
bleed anew. People were then flying
from the city in all directions. The
street where Mrs. Alleniiised-for that
was the lady's name-was filled from
morning till night with passengers and
their baggage.
She had arranged to go outof town
in company with friend who lived a.
cross the street; aud having occasion
to send ,hera hasty message in relation
to it, she told little Ellen to go; and
that was the last time she had ever seen
her. eI
Alarmed at her long stay, the mother
ran across the way to look after her,
when she found, that she had done her
message and gone, as they supposed
Immediately hume. An alarm was in. 4
stantly given. The whole neighborhood
was searched; and finally, as far as pos
sible, the whole city; but no tidings
came. 1t was then four years since her
disappearance and nothing was heard.
Captain Allen, the father ofthe child,
was sea.faring man; and though he
would gladly have given up his employ
mcnt, to stay at home and comfort his
wife, he was impressed that he had a
better chance TO fiud his lost treasure,
| if he continued to visit foreign ports,
for SO many people were deserting the
city at the time, that she might have
been carried very far away.
The mother had lately hoard of a
child found in Utica, that resembled
hers; but she was doomed to disappoint-
meut; and returned more hopeless than
ever. To have believed her child dead,
would have been bliss, compared with
what she suffered; but no power could
persuade herof this. I5never felt my
sympalhies SO strongly excited, ] did
my best TO comfort her, but in vain
She would weep out, 20 !! my poor lit.
tie Nelly! my, dear little: Nelly !"
On parting. / begged Of her 70 take g! g
off her mourning, try 10 be cheerful,
and rely more on the goodness Of God, !,
who works in mysterious ways, and
sometimes blingeih TO pass strange
things.
York, when, one fine summer afternoon
II Joined party of friends for a walk
on the Battery. Twas in a rather abb
strac,ed mood, and did not heed much
what was going on around me, when
suddsnlyI was recalled tocpnsciousness
by hearing a very sweet voice say
"Why mamma! why do you Stare 50
al that ladyls 5s. 81 'ss., Il es
raised my eyes, and met those of
the oueslionsr. She was q lovely child
Of some leu summersi but though as
III appeared, she was a perfect stranger,
slhere was something III her look that
enchained-not to say enchanted mel
glanced at the lady who was llercom-
panion. flnamoment entlrecognizedMrs
IAllen. We few into each others arms.
i comprehended how blest she was; !;
I.for the dark.eyed, gypsey,lookiug child
could be no oiherthan the long mourn.
ed Nelly. The first words Mrs. Allen
could speak, were. 40, sou are q true
prophet. God did, indeed, work mys.j
ie,iously, as you shall hear. But you
must come home withus. Icansot yet
sneak Of my happiness without more
emotion than is proper to be; shown in
,nch a placo is this. But come hero
Nelly. This is the lady who was SO
kind TO me, aud whose parting words.
gave me SO much comfort" ! embra-
IIieeetl the sweet child; and then it was ar
ranged as | had no special engagement,
ltbot | should return, and spend the
night with the happy mother.
AS soon as we were seated Mrs. AL
Il.n drew Ellen TO iherarms, and thus be.
cant One day, about alweek after |
lad left YOU, affecting Of exhileration
came over me, forswhich could not ac-
coant. | really made an effort to be sad.
Il seemed asi I were cruel and unnat-
oral, for inddlging a lightness ll!e'' Of heart
| i Ind been stranger 10 for years
Rnt olI would not do. Invent singing
about The house 50 lightly ndlmerrily,
II seemed as if Itrod on air, Twas as
tonishe,l at myself.
.lnlhis mood was attracted to one
of ,be front windows They had hard.
Iy ~ been opened sitce the time Of . my y
Great loss, except to indulge myself IN
look un street and down, for The very
paviua VIM stones had become. .llalIowed
with The last associations ofmy lost
| ,rs,sure. Iopenedthe blinds. ] open.
s5.tho window. sat down; and still
| + r. want On lipmming agay littlesair, as
;e Nae @ had ncycrbecn amotheisheart
n Present., here camo along ,1 hand hand