The Ripley advertiser. [volume] (Ripley, Miss.) 1843-1897, 1856-06-12

) deWy ups, tndt hdd uttered sucn sWet
words. May it ever be thus" though
she; may he walk by my side in boy
hood, pure as he is now in youth--m
J hope, my happiness in manhood, N
pride my joy"
They had traversed about half wa
the ave nue., when Dora exclaimed
There is your husband now, Ma
ryw
"Yes, tis he! Harry, papa is com
ing, let US run to NEE. him." and gath
ering the child in her arms as if he hat
been light as a feather, few, rathe
than ran to meet him who she felt as
sured was her husband. Great va,
her disappointment and astonishment t
when, on neariug the horseman, sh,
perceived twas hot her hearts treas
ure. She turned hastily aside to re
trace her footsteps; for, in her haste
she lad left Dora far behind, when a
voice, reminding her Of "lang- -syne, ,
arrested her.
Good evening, Lady, can you tell
me if all are well at Mr.. Buchan's.-
Without answering his question, the
lady advanced a few steps nearer,
saying
81 have heard that voice before.
You are Buchan, are you not?'
"Yes, and you are no other than my
old friend, Mary Stephens!" Harry
sprang from his steed, and grasped
Mary's hand, far more warmly, than
he had ever done before.
"How are you, consin Douglas"
said Dora, that instant coming up. 81
am SO glad you have come. Mary
was"
But ere she could finish her SEN
tence, her rosy lips were closed with a
brothers kiss; and before she had time
to think she was clasped in his loving
arms. He said
"Dora, my sister," She knew him,
threw her arms wildly around his
neck, covering his face with kisses,
saying
"Brother, dear, dear brother! ! am
so glad you have come, twill make
us all so happy; and mother"-her
voice trembled as she uttered those
simple words--"an mother" She
turned aside to conceal the tears that
sprang to her eyes.
"What Of mother" said Harry,
quickly.
"Our darling mother is not go well
Harry"
my mother unwell, and ] not in
formed of i'll" said he, with a look of
at his sister.
"We thought she would get better,
brother, and the Doctor said she
would; and we thought 'twould be
giving you, needless pain to let you
know 1t, unless positively necessary
| wrote to you yesterday to come"
"She is very i'll then-tell me, Dora,
is our parent ue,y low2" Dora not
answering, he turned to Mary, with
heartfelt look of anguish on his hand
some lace, saying
"Tell me truly, Mary, is my mother
so pe'y sick?"
Il am grieved to say, Mr.. Buchan,"
replied she, "that your treasured pa
rent is scarcely expected to live"
"Oh, God! my mother!" was all he
said. He walked so rapidly the la
dies could not keep pace with him.
At last, slackening his steps, he said
"Why are you away from our moth
er's side, Dora"
"Do not look at me with that re-
proving glance, Harry; do not de.
,erveit. | have performed my duty,
prompted by affection, to the utmost
,fmy power" As she spoke large
ear rolled down each cheek, glisten-
ng in the moonbeams like diamonds
And they were diamonds-diamonds
If pure soul. l.
"Indeed," said Mrs. Douglas, "Dora
reeds no chiding; she has scarcely eat
N or slept since her mothers illness"
"Sweet sister, forgive me; scarce
now what say, l am so grieved."
"You have not wounded me, my
'rother; am Borrowing for our below
d mother twas her gentle reply.
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