Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1856-01-04

outfts HHu Dtnuin4 u0Wn, KISSED my
upturned forehead, and said, you
have guessed rightly. Ally. was
trying 10 devise some method by
which | could send Harry Willard to
school; but this Is not SO easy as see,
by the sparkling OF those blue eyes.
that you think Il Is, Harry WIZARDS
mother was not always poor. MS she
is now; and she is very proud. too;
and unless | could represent his going
Ia the light OF favor done 10 me, / do
not think | could obtain her consent
10 this matter"
"But you can think Of some way;
Il know you can. Aunt Mary; Harry
SO longs to gol' / answered; for had
the most unbounded faith in Aunt Ma
ry's diplomatic resources.
"Well, Ally, | had just thought oil
a plan when you spoke to mo, which.
upon reflection. appears the best caIcu-
lated of any TO succeed. have felt
Tor some time that my darling ought
to commence some higher studies than
she is now learning OF me; but il is a
long way to the village school; and
"And you intend Harry should 90
too. TO take care Of mel o, I'm so
glad, Aunt Maryl" l interrupted,
sprirging up and clapping my hands
--an involuntary ebullition Of my ex-
cited feelings.
Aunt Mary's smile verified my re-
marks; and at sunset. on that very
day, she went down to the red house,
and had a long talk with Mrs. Will
lard. The star was Just coming over
the great bill at the side of our home,
a single golden drop Of that sea Of blue
when Aunt Mary returned, and inform
ed me that her mission had been a
successful one, and that Harry and |
were to enter the village school on the
ensuing week. o, that Monday mora
ings's sunlight shone not on two hap
| pier hearts than Harry's and mine,
when we shut the white wicket of our
cottage home, and, hand in hand. took
the road leading to the village school,
pausing every few rods to send smile
or kiss to Aunt Mary, who stood in
the front door. watching us with her
loving eyes until We are out OF sight.
Very happy we were, for the next six
months: very tender and watchful was
HafTy's care for me: and very won.
derful was Harry's progress in his
studies, distancing all his classmates,
and greatly surprising the teacher,
while the light beamed more brightly,
and the shadow went more and more
from bis face. which he would turn 10
me sometimes, and say. in his sud
den, abrupt manner, "0h, ally, I'm
very happy nowl' But. at the expi-
ration of six months. there came the
darkness OF the shadow Of death over
all this brightness.
1t was evening: Aunt Mary sat in
her old seat by the window, and
stood by her side. watching the round
moon as she came slowly up the blue
bridge, on either side ofwhich lay the
silver-looped and gray fringed clouds.
when Harry Willard burst into the
room; and every muscle OF his white
face seemed working with terrible suf-
fering. as he sprang to Aunt Mary's
side, saying wildly, 20. please 90 10
her quick. for my mother is dyingp'
With half-suppressed exclamation
Aunt Mary seized shawl, and hurried
after Harry who had rushed out
Of the house,
/ was all alone, with the white
moon looking in at the window, and
plating with silver the backs Of the
chairs, and in the half darkness a
great fear came over me. / could not
endure the stiffness and the ghostly
moonlight: So | seized my bonnet. and
followed Aunt Mary as fast as my
trembling limbs would permit.
| shall never cease TO remember the
scene which presented itself as we en-
tered the red house. Mrs. Willard
was sitting in chair in one corner oi
the long, ld-fashioned parlor. hel
head resting on Aunt Mary's bosom,
who was striving TO wipe away the
current OF blood which issued from
her white lips. Harry's words were
but too true; his mother was dying o
sudden bemorrhage at the lungsl--
But once the din, eyes unclosed. and
the cold fingers moved convulsively.-
, Harry" gasped the dying woman
AS the boy buried his head. with 9
heart-breaking sob, in her lap, II an
going home. 0 God, forget not Thy
, covenant with the fatherlessl" Agair
the cold fingers moved convulsively
amid his brown curls; there was !
faint sigh; the head leaned NOR,
heavily on Aunt Mary-lIarry VIII
lard was motherlessl
, Two days later they buried Mrs
! Willard. II was a pleasant autumn
. day, aud the winds sighed through
, the tangled grass Of tbe churchyard
and the sunbsams glinled bright,
) along the marble, where Harry
. mother was laid down 10 that stumble
3 which no sunlight could ever waken
c Poor Harry He did not weep then
, but he stood there. his whole fran,
1 quivering like a wind broken bough
' when the clods ratified on the coffin.
: There was corner In that grave
. yard to which Aunt Mary and glane
= cd often through our tears; for there
/: under those dropping willows. will
a their white hands folded over thoi
. hearts. my father and mother wei,
/. sleeping that sleep that knows n,
earthly waking.
o We could not dusuade Harry from
y alecping at the house "just down th
r road" but ho passed ut our cottag
|. most OF the week subsequent 10 hi
a mothor'u death. He grew calmer ov
= cry day, but none who looked In th
!. boys aad eyes could doubt Of th
. great "hoart.aohc" beneath them. -
y One morning he cams over 40 usual
j. and told my aunt that he had resolves
4 10 leave the village. now that ho hal