Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1856-12-11

and went into the rarlor where the wount
ed gentleman was lying on couch.
My dear boy he says, I've brough
+. you nurse
Have you!' replied the other, iadifer
emily.
''As you seem careless about her, my boy
d iii bring her in, and let her speak for her
SELF So he returns, and takes in Miss Rose
looking, as the old butler told Broom, mos
!. lovely. The wounded gentleman did no
see her ill she was close beside his couch
and, STOPPING, whispered Charles TheI
in minute he started, and looked and saw
her: and understood all, and gathered her tC
him as we'll as his feebleness would le, him
MY love- he sad, when he had called
her hundred other loving namcs,' Il have
but one arm, now. The one gone my coun.
try had, the other is yours, to gather you in
to shield you by-if so you will
'Of course, Miss Margaret the dear child
did not say no; but, kneeling and kissing
him again, wept like babe.
''She shall be yours, and in the morning
my dear boy says Squire Wooton, Il have
arranged everything. You shall be carried
to church, and Hopton shall marry you. In
the meanwhile talk it over
For whole hour the squire leaves them; =;
and when he gees in again, there be the
dear child kneeling by the couch, just as he
had left her.
''Come, my dear he says to her Il must
now consign you 10 Mrs. Rumble. In the
J ba, bax,
lie. you shall begin your duty of nursing
as fast as you please; but not till then
SO Just as Squire Wooton said, he did
Mrs. Ramble took care of the young lady,
and got her dress ready; and in the morn
| ing-that is, yesterday morning-Captain
Wooton and she Sare married. As soon
as the matter wur over, the squire lett them,
ami vent off to the town with Mr.. Hopton,
taking with him the great hamper which
you got last night, and which Mrs. Ramble
and Rose had packed. Old Cask, the butler,
wur the one that gave it Broom, and paid
the carriage. and told him just all Pm tell
ing you; and which old Broom told me and
my master last night
Margaret says but little; she is too moved
with what she hears.
When they have breakfasted, the sisters
rise, and put ON the bast their sclnty ward
robes ALLOW; but this made to look better
than it is by snowy laces and other name
less attributes OF gentlewomen. Then
Eleanor goes down into the best parlor, where
her spider legged sofa is wheeled; anu Mar
gare,, though feeling i'll and weary, finds up
linen and other things for the dinner-iable,
and helps Mary to prepare the best ckambe
for Ruse and her soldier-husband. But
Mary, the kindest of humble friends, will
not let her do much; but makes her 90 down
Into the parlor, and rest there by the bright
est of heGrths, when she has dressed UP
bowls, vases, aud chinaPlates, with holly,
chrysanthe laurestinuS, and other
flowers Just gathered frum the garden
Now, dear missis,' says the kind creature,
don't worry 1it about the dinner, or the |
coming company; but leave all to me. You |
know 1 know your ways, aud now things are
to be served. Aud there amt much to d. |
Nothing but the goose and vegetables to
cook, and the pudding 10 warm.'
So by the blazing ire-burDng so bright
ly because Of the frosty air-with the pleas
ant wintry sun beamng through the three
lattice windows, with pyracanlhus. and hcl- |
ly, and laurestinus, teathered with Snow,
dipping outside the panes; with blooming
flowers within-with hearts at ease, the
sisters, who were yesterday SO mourniuI,
take their cheerful rest.
IL is noon. Margaret, who is worn and
i'll, has sunk into d little doze in her chair,
when a gig drives up. an elderly gentle
man aishts, and, bearing parcel, Is U.her.
ed by Mary into The pleasant parlor. He
is coming in, as Margaret. aroused bv Ee-
amor, rises; SO she and the stranger meet
face to face.
Mr.. Hopton!' she says, faltering, and al
most sinking.
Margaret he replies; and, setting down
his parcel. takes boh her hands in his. For
A minute she does not speak; only bends
ler head with reverence towards them.
Seeing her agitation, he moves away an
Instant, greets Eleanor, then refers to the
parcel he has just laid down.
Il have brought back the 'Suphocles,'
and W i'll with your pleasure make
hem mine; though in manner different
rom your i1tention.'
She makes no reply, only weeps bitterly. l.
leads her to char with tender homage.
md draws one to her side.
1T is fiYe-and- thirty years since we met.
What was it then that divided us never d
new
Il do she weeps; 'Ihe sin was mine. It
vas that which causes So many broken hopes
md broken hearts, human pride
well, we'll repair the error as well as =
We best may, though the wine of life with I
10Th Of Us is running ta the lees; you fifty
wo-l tilty-seven. Still | love as truly as
did in the. days of your youth, and have =
ONE now to offer you again what you once d
egatived. You must come home to me for I
yer, be mistress of Wootou Rectorv and I.
Is income, and we'll nurse Nelly tenderly II
etween US. This " i'll be better than de-
endence on any >ne--even on relations so
weet as Rose, or her noble husband In "
his way will strive to make amends for q
he years OF unGeserved poverty have been y
DID oi' II
Margaret makes ro reply; only, lifting up y
er face, gives by her grateful look her an
ser 20 the others soul.
Il was thinking of you yesterday, Mar
aret, when met you in the closters. ]
new you, though time has SO changed you. fl
Veil, we will endeavor to make some re- IL
emption of the happiness We have IN
,st; for have no belief in any old age of in
Diri.. That is of the Infinite, and can tc
now no decay. The body is finite, and so d
lis into wrink les and ubiuseness' III
80 Margaret consents; they arrange their q
lans. an : then recur to Rose and her suldi- "
r husband. ID
They are still talking, the day is waning, e
he goose and other things in an exquisite pr
ate of progress when the >quire's carriage oc
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