Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1857-10-22

4 tOohS so SWeetiy now as she hes with ner ma
floating over the pillow. one white arm throw
above her head, while the long lashes lay ms
tionless on her family flushed cheek. Dea
May,
May 2.-I'ye been having long talk wit
Mr.. Clifton. sat sewing in my little bac
parlor, and he came in and sat down by III
and laid my work down. He placed it agai
IN my lap. saying, don't stop your work, m
child; like 10 see you sew" So / stitche,
away while he talked to me, and asked m
| questions about my life here. May was racin
about the gasaxn with Bob, and I thought h
I would hike to 60 TO her; so / told him he nee
not stay by me-that / was never lonely, II
loves May already, know, and thinks herver
beautiful. Who does mott / cannot he'll
dreaming listle now about his thinking s.
much of Nay as to make her his child or Civ
ttfeF part q his ,Eealth. Dear child! / wish WI
could rlxke 80 rich and dress her beautifully
While txistkeq of her, and of my love for her
| to day, Mr.. Clifton listened with such pleased
smile, and did not seem at all tired of my tall
| till asked him, "Did you ever see any one 81
beautiful as May" He smiled such sad smile
| and said, Eyes, have seen one more beautiful
than little May" Then he was still minute
and seemed thinking, with such tired heart
sick look upon his face; and then he went away
to his room. / like him very much, but hl
seems so sad. May must cheer him up. II,
cannot be sad with such merry darling as ou
May
Nay 3la.-Mr. Clifton is still here, and he
is Very kind to me. He sits by me every day
while | am sewing, and talks and makes nj
talk though he might have May 20 walk will
him. This evening he asked me the name of
flower he found in the woods, and when | stop
PEG to think, he said Never mind; | do no
care for the name-it is just as sweet without
one" but do not ike to forget" l said
Not like 70 forget" he cried ooh, child
help me to forget?" He said it so so strangely
and suddenly that looked up at him almos
frightened but he smiled, and placing his hand
on my head and said, don't look so startled
little one. say strange things sometimes, but
you like me don't youl" Ard he said it as i
he wanted me to, so / answered him quickly
YES, Mr.. Clifton, i like you very much. -
Then he smiled that wonderful sweet smile o.
ms, placed his hand again upon my head, and
said IN a low voice, "Bless you, my child"
Then he went away to his room again.
think must be like some sister or friend of his
who is dead, for he sometimes seems to like bet
ter to look at me than a. May
June lst.-S1mmer is here am SO glad, fol
love the summer months, and mother is al
ways so much better when it is warm and sun.
shiny SfIe-has been sitting out of doors. under
the apple-tree, this afternoon, for long time,
while May fitted around her, filling her LAP
with flowers, and kissing and petting her; Boil
lay ON the grass, playing with the dog, sewed
aud Mr. Clifton read 20 us all. We passed such
pleasant afternoon, and We're all surprised
when father came home, and we knew it was
time tor tea May ran to meet father, her curls
blowing the wind and her sweet laugh ringing
out. Isn't she lovely?" / could no; help say
ing, looking up at Mr.. Clifton. Mother smiled
and said, STOPPING to kiss me, ''And this is q
dear child too. 81 am sure of it." Mr.. Clifton
said earnestly. May does not fancy Mr.. Clifton
very much. She calls him 'old and stupid"
do not think he is either.
June 5h,-Itis SO strange, so very strange
and new that l cannot realize it yet. Let me
write it all down, and that will make it seen
more real. Since wrote asst Mr.. Clifton ha:
been with me a great deal; has always sat by
me when L was sewing, sometimes reading Il
| me, then talking, or listening to the few words
l said. Yesterday, just at twilight, we were
sting e sa as a it grew dark he sud
see see your face! j did as he said. he took the
candle from my hand and holding it near me
scaLned my face closely. Then he seemed con
tent; and putting away the light, said, For
give me my child; but in the dusk you looked
like one do not like TO remember, and wished
to your face it is, and as l love it, at is
not a beautiful face | said. mo, thank God
for that. he said earnestly. "You are not
bCduiIlul ldlSe. lOu NOulu pG iiuG 10 one
you loved, would you not7 say little one =
Eyes, would-indeed would Ir. Chiffon
answered solennly, for he seemed SO in earnest
and again, with that rare smile OF his, he laid
his hand on my head and went to my fathers
room, and talked with him long time. This
morning father sent for me to come to him in his
room. l went and found him there with moth.
err Then he told me that Mr.. Clifton wished
me to be his wife. / could scarcely think il
firm att fret b,,tyv hap T 81,
was so startled and afraid that / could not
speak, suppose | turned pale, or trembled, for
father drew me to him, put his arm around me.
and told me that was to do ust as liked in
the matter, but that Mr.. Clifton loved me- and
would try TO make me happy. Then he told
me how Mr. Clifton had once loved a very beau
tiful lady, and how she had promised to be his
wife, bit was faithless, and left him, almost brea-
king his heart. | knew father would like me
TO be his dear friend wife, and then, perhaps il
was not right to think of it at this time, but
could not help i'll thought if Mr.. Clifton was
my husband / could make them all rich at home.
Then thought of the sad, lonely life he would
lead If alone thinking of that beautiful false Ia
dy, and how good it was in him to love me- and
looking up in fa hers face IL said, 81 viii marry
him, father my own chidr' he said, aud
kissed me- with glad proud look in his eyes,
Then | turned to my mother, and had to hide
looked lovingly, wistfully into my face as
turned to leave her, and said, ''do as your heart
tells you, Ruth dear
l left the room, and as came down stairs met
Mr.. Clifton in the hall. He looked in my face
a moment then drew my hand through his arm
and silently led me out to our old seat under
the apple-tree. He made me sit down, and TAX
ing both my hands in his, looked long and ear.
nestly into nay face. Then he said in low,
tender voice, Ruth, will you be my wifel"
looked into his face and answered, Il will and
the words seemed to me as solemn and binding
as any vow He stopped and kissed my fore
head, saying, God bless you my darling, ny
own Ruth" Then he sat down by me and
talked lovingly and kindly, told me he would
care tor and cherish me. and how much, how
very much, was to him. So we sat there till
the hot noon came on, he holding my hand in
his and strcking it caressingly. / am happy,
think, aud 1t is all so strange. know that
love Nj. Cgftcn. and | am very glad that he
loves ne; am not good enough TO be his wife
VIII try, God helping me, to be more worthy
of his love.
Jane 8h-I am becoming quite used to the
thought of marrying Mr.. Clifton. He is very
good to me, and think he loves me very much
He is anxious to have our marriage take place
in August next, and then he will take me TO hi:
home-to our home. May, dear child, does moi
quite like this engagement. When | first tolC
her ofit,as We lay at night with arms around eacl
other she buried her face in my bosom andsobbet
bitterly. Don't 60 away sister Ruth-dear Rutt
don't She cried, and l tried to soothe the dar
ling with loving words. but she still sobbed.-
Stay with me, sister, don't go away with tha
old old man-you don t love him why, May
what are you saying l cried; L am srse love
him very much, and he is not Old But the deal
child would not be coufprted She loves me q
much,
Bob does not qnite understand what being zen
gagged IS; but says he supposes it is something
like being adopted and he wonders why don
call Mr. Clifton father Father seems so glad
aud is kinder to me than ever now; mother, dea
mother, watches me all the time, and often wits
pers. Are you quite, quite happy, Ruth . AnC
l always answer. Very happy, mother Th
evening was sitting with Mr. Clifton, and h,