The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1857-10-10

Gu tic fahgaing lone.
In the supper room I met "brothel
| Clare and Mr.. De Lisle. Mr.. Dawson
the youth on the piazza, had declined an
invitation to join in the evening repast
and had gone. Clare resembled his faith
er IN some respects, yet he could no,
look so nobly handsome to me.
That night in my apartment, which
| had reque,tcd Hope to share with me,
she stood beside the tall mirror with me.
"What contrast cried Hope
Indeed there was The whole family
of De Leslics were not blest with a blonde
yet | was not blonde. As | stood
there beside the tall form of Hope, |
seemed shorter than ever. | was only of
medium height, with brown hair, which
| wore in ringlets, and pale face | stood
beside Hope with her rosy checks, her
roguIsh eye, and | am sure my face must
have told what | thought for my COM
! panion said,
Why, Eva how swcctly you look ! |
have compliment for you"
| "What is it?' | eagerly cried.
90, brother Glare told me he thought
you perfectly lovely"
"Ah, your brother was laughing at
me -
/ "why look so sad Eva? he was not;
he could not laugh at you: and, too; he
spoke the truth, for every one at school
called you 'delicote lovely, little wild
flower, and little lily Indeed there's
not a bit of use in chcrishing such feel
ings ;" said she, earnestly, leading me
close to the mirror. "Look, Eva, at
those large starry eyes, your sweet little
mouth. Iookat your hair, golden brown
lone calls it. Now dear, do you appre-
ciate yourself justly"
GLOW can |, when you fatter so ?"
laughed l.
"Not fiattery, indeed it is not :" and
Hope wound her arms about my waist.
"Early to bed, and early to rise, makes
IA girl healthy, pretty and wise" sang |
as ! sprang into the snowy bed
The weeks passed away, and at last
the picnios, rides and parties were ended
at least for me, and with sad heart |
again seated myself in the stage, bound
for home. Twas only the night before |
made sad discovery, | found | loved-
he was~--the father of lone and Clare De
Leslie Bitter tears | shed through the
long night, tears of shame, too, that I, a
girl fsixts en- should love man Of fifty,
and he thought me but mere child
| had learned to brave my wonian's lot
young. badc farewell to my kind
friends, who kindly invited m to come
again Mr. y, Li&le pressed my hand
and only said,
"Thc God Of the fatherloss watch over
you, my chill"'
how those words rang in my cars for
days, weeks, aye, years after.
Three weeks from the day ! left the
De Lcslies started for Europe While
there, my uncle at vast expense, proyid ided
the best mas sters for me, for he desired,
above all things, to cultivate my musical
talents In pleasant study and travel we
spent three years, and then turned our
rowing steps back to our native land
Glad were we to rest in our own city
home, for rest it was indeed Only short
time elspsel when invited my young
school girl friends 10 visit me, but they
answered that they would after | visited
them, and they pleaded for m immediate
visit.
In the old world my aunt had died. and
for two years after we had prolonged our
travels now my uncle insisted on my ac-
ccpting this invitation, as he said he
feared for nay health
Again | sat in the old rumbling stage,
bound anew for Forest Glen. | looked
among the passengers almost expecting
to see him Of VIII IN | had thought 50
much these long weary years. At last |
was rewgded; the stage untcnanted
when Mr.. De Lisle, stepped in; and ex-
claimed Us he saw me,
"Ah, how do you do, Miss Eva! |
am glad to see you"
The pleasure is mutual, SIR said |.
Alas he knew not how glad | was.
"Hope can hardly wait for the stage,
50 she babe me bring the carriage, which
| did with pleasure"
| murmured my thanks as he assisted
me from the stage into an elegant car
riagc near and as he ordered the trunks
changed, saw he looked the same as
ever. In pleasant conversation we pas
sed the time until we reached Forest
Glen. The large and beautiful grounds.
How well | remembered them? The
stately mansion, how yividly its parlors
come to my mind. On the piazza stood
three yonug girls. As | approached they
said together,
"Welcome to Forest Glen"
Nv poor heart throbbed with Joy at
the warm welcome | received. Hope,
Georgia and Amy stood beside Clare
but lone, where was. shey After the
greetings were over | asked naturally,
"Where is lone p
"Why didn't you know she was mar
ried 2" cried Hope
married" said in perfect astonish-
ment.
"Yes and not to Dawson" laughingly
replied Georgia
That night at the supper-table ! ap-
peared in white muslin dress, with
broad black sash. My uncle wished me
always to wear white when practicable
| occupied the same room as before, while
Amy slept with Georgia and Hope with
me. As lay in solitude that night |
wept, for my old emotions swept over me
in stronger force than before. | wept:
but all the time | heard some one pa
cing the floor III the apartment next
ours, | knew this next one was Mr..
De Lisles, and wondered what sorrow
he was enduring. The footballs were fast
then slow, now firm, now hestating,
while | fancied heard sobs. At last