Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1857-05-27

where | found a maternal uncle, kim
hearted, chiidless man. who gladly gav
me place in his home, and employe,
me in his business. Wealth flowed mp
on him. | became his partner-wen
ahroad--resiled for years on the cont
neni. and finally returned TO Scotland
rich, eaucated-;n short everything bu
m arrird.
One evening while at ball in Glas
gov was sirnck by lady OF quite un
pretending appearance: but whose re
markable beauty and high tened expires
sion indicated a mind OF more than ordi
nary power was introduced. but th,
Scottish names had long been unfamil
lar to my ear. and l could NOT catch hers
Il was Helen something. and there wa
something III the face that seemed ia
milir-somethiDg suggestive Of mixet
pleasure and pain.
Bnt we became well acquainted tha
evening l learned without difficulty
her history. She was from the country
had been well educated. her parents
lost their property. and she was now
governess in family Of the city.
was fascinated with her conversation,
and WAS continually reminded by hei
grcce and refnements of manner, that
size was capable OF N wing with disiin-
guished success in far higher sphere
than that which fortune seemed to have
allotted her. l an naturally neither
talkaiiVe nor prone to confidence; but
there was that ia this young lady that
inspired both, and conversed with her
as | had never conversed with any
Her questions of tke various countries
with which | was familiar, indicated a
remarkable knowledge of literature and
an incredible store of informaiin.
We progressed in intimacy, and as our
conversation turned on the causes which
induced SO many TO leave their native
land, I laughingly remarked that
owed my own travels TO falling with a
pretty girl in a ford.
/ had scarcely apoken the words ere
the blood mounted to her face, and was
succeeded by quite as remarkable pale.
ness. attributed this TO the heat of the
room-laughed-and at her request,
proceeded 10 give the details my ford
adventure with Helen Grsham- which
l did, painting Ing glowing colors the
beauty ard amiability of mv love
Her mir;h during The recital became
almost irrepressi6le. At is conclusion
she remarked:
"Mr. Roberts, is it possible that you
have forgotten me?''
| gazed Observation-Disclosures an
was dumb-Gounded. The lady with
whom bad become so intimate, was
Helen Graham herself!
| bate, and SO DO you. reader, to need
lessly ProlOng story. We were soon
maIried--HeIen and made our bridal
tour to the "old place." As we ap-
preached it in our carriage. greeted a
stout fellow working in The field, who
seemed to be a better sort of laborer.
or perhaps small farmer. by inquiring
some triaing particulars relating TO the
He answered promptly enough, and l
was abou. to give him sixpence, when
Helen stayed my hand, and cried in The
old style:
Hey. Donald mon, dinna ye ken yer
aud fren's?"
The man looked up in astOnishment.
II was Donald Lean. His amazement al
our appearance was heightened by its
style; and it was with the greatest diff
Gully that We could induce him to enter
our carriage. and answer our numerous
inquiries as 10 old friends.
Different men "starl in life" in differ
ent vays. 1 believe. however, that mine
IS the only instance on record of a gen
.ieman who owes wealth and happiness
20 rolling over with pretty girl in a
stream of water.