The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1856-06-28

before but his brow is clouded by slight |
shade Of disappointment; yet the change in .
him is SO slight that you would readily rec
ogniEe him the youth Of seventeen.
AS he sat gazing into the fire his thoughts
revered back to New Years days long ago.
when he was boy and lived at home-when |
the family circle was yet unbroken-when .
his father and mother, his olden mother and
his little sister, all lived and loved together. /
Before his vision successive New Years passed, |
each bringing to mind some fond recollection
or some sad regret. He remembered how
his brother had strsyed from the path of
virtue, and brought his parents gray hairs
to the grave, and finally died death of
infamy.
He remembered how his gentle sister had
left the house of her infancy, in the silent
watches Of the night, and joined her fortune
with poor, Young artist, all for love-choos-
ing poverty and love to wealth and misery,
hoping for reconciliation with her father
when it would be too late for retreat. He
remembered, too, how she had been disown-
ed and accursed by that father how his
sympathies were excited for his sister, and
how he had, unknown to his father, assisted
them to live in comfortable circumstances,
when Henry was prostrated by sickness, and
was unable to provide for them how, on his
recovery, Henry had removed to distant
city in hopes of finding better employment
: and how, after time, he had lost all trace
Of them
OH how he longed to see her again, if she
was yet in the land OF the living; how he
longed to tell her how her father had forgiv-
en- her-that hers was the last, last name he
breathed before he closed his eyes in death.
He had for nearly two years past been
constantly on the search for her, having
traced her from place to place, and from city
to city, until he had traced her to the city Of
R, where he learned that Moliere had
died, and that after his death she had taken
her child, little girl and left the neighbor
hood, but where she went no one knew
And that was all that he could learn concrn.
ing her.
He had, however, remained in the city We
or six weeks, hoping that he might get some
clue to her whereabouts or to her fate and
during this time he had been untiring in his
search for her but all efforts had been in
vain. He had walked the streets at all times
and at all hours, carefully scrutinizing every
female he met, anxiously hoping to at length
beh Id the long sought-for countensn ,e.-
tut he was doomed to disappointment, and.
on New Years eve, he gave up the search
and returned TO his hotel, despairing of ever
again seeing his much loved sister.
lie sat downand wrote home, informing
them that all his efforts hpd been fruitless,
and they might expect him the next day.
IT ferred too, after breaL fast, wishing to take
a walk, he thought he would place lis letter
in the office himself As re was returning
in lI,y, oil
his own thoughts, his attention was arrested
by feeble cry of pain and turning around
he beheld a little girl slowly rising from the
was quite small, aud ony about seven years
: old she was very scantily clad and without
any shoes, notwithstanding the deep snow
Her features were pinched with cold and
hunger, and as, she raised those large mourn
ful eyes, none but the cold, unfeeling' stony
heart could help plying her. Frederic took
her by the hand and spoke kindly to her,
and chafed her little hand between his until it
was quite warm he asked her why she came
out into the street SO poorly clad and bare
foot, on such a morning. and feeling encour-
aged by his kindness, she told her simple
story; how her mother was very poor and
they had nothing to eat AMI no fire, and she
had come out to beg. 1t was the story of
thousands, oft repeated every day, yet her
simple manner of telling it touched his heart,
and he resolved at once to relieve her wants,
and confer at least heeting happiness npon
her. Slipping shilling into her hand he
asked her where she lived, and if she would
show him the way there.
ooh and will you go my mother would
like to see you so much, know she would"
sail she.
What makes you think so p"
Because she always likes to see those
that ale kind to ME - and she took the
preferred hand and led him through several
streets until they came to dark and dismal
looking alley, which they entered, and went
along until they came to a rickety staircase,
which they assembled to the fourth story
and after cropping along dark and narrow
passage, they at length reached a door at the
farther end "This is the place." said she,
as she opened the door. The room was
small and dark and very scanty furnished.
On the only chair in the room was seated
female, with her back TOW ards the door.
Mother, here is a gentleman come to
see u.s." said she and as she rose and turned
to see who the intruder was, Frderic beheld
in the pale, care-worn woman before him,
her whom he had sought SO long and
faithfully,
"Frederc " and she would have fallen
to the floor had he not caught her in bis
arms. He pressed her to his bosom and
kissed her damp brow, and then seeing that
she was insensiole, he placed her upon her
low pallet of straw, and applied an inyigor-
ating cordial, which he happened to have in
his pocket; and he was soon relieved from
suspense by signs of returning consciousness
AS soon as she had recovered her strength
sufficiently, he had her removed to his hotel,
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