Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1857-11-19
I'll isteIIantous.
LUCY r A Y.

Al orphan What an intensity Of loneli-
aess and grief is expressed in that little word
Poor little Lucy Ray felt that she was that
nost desoIate of beings 1t was the day after
1 ,la funeral The excitement and passionate
sorrows she had manifested on the preceding
kCay was succeeded by a quiet sadness, and she
"a, by herself apparently absorbed in refec-
N ton, with large tears slowly tricklug down
her face Her grief was SO different from the
Usual noisy outbursts Of hidhoOd-rainbow
tears, that soon end in sunny smiles 4; it SEEM
E! such patient, accomplishing sorrow, that
oil gossps shook their heads oracalarly, and
/ saii Al she isn't long for this world -
lAad, in truth, any one gazing on that deli
cae little form, the thin white arms, and pale
lace With such large, dark eyes, may well
remble for those that love her, if there are any
/ such.
Lacys thoughts were wandering far away
scenes of old were reproducing themselves in
a-F busy brain. A tall handsome man, with
o7lng smile on his lips, caught her in his
a'ns and romped merriy with her the fea-
'reS were dim and indi,tinct, for Lucy was a
f':fy little child when she last saw her father,
llt bis smile was daguerreotyped On her heart.
her mother, rich in the pride of youthful ma
,lnty, stood watching their Joyous gambols. =
lien came change in the picture, Her mo-
tier and herself were still there, but he was
Fl2t Lucy was clothed in those black gar
ne1tS. so very mournful-looking when worn by
child and the bright tresses of her mother
we're drawn off her fair brow, and confined
Il n! widows cap. And the sweet twilight
hours rose before her. when she sat at that
widowed mothers teet, her young earnest spirit
Senng reverently to the evening chapter from
The Bible.
And now she stood alone in the world
aiher, mother home, all taken from her =
irie, her uncle had sent for her to live with
-'n' aud had arranged with a friend to secure
lucy little property, and send her to Bristol.
Dl' why did he not come and fetch her ? He
'oaId have come had he been kind and how
youd she, who had never passed day from
nj mothers side, go alone to seek a home
among strangers
She was reused from her reverie by a sharp
,Nce crying, Mercy on US, child Do rouse
y. Why, if you set here mopiDg IN that way,
wv 10 the name Of goodness is your things
= oe got together? want you to come and
Ls'P put the things in yonr trunk. What's to
lone with your mothers things, wonder 2?
.y'unued ~ the speaker Mr. Harry arranged
~ soout the hauction and that, but he never
Nu nothing about the clothes"
HI On' please, Mrs Brown" pleaded Lucy,
'e' me have them all.
TIA why, they wouldn't be any good to you, y
sa ~ MIS- Browne time you was out O.
,G;I,Ia'ng they'd be old-fashioned I should
MN. ,r,aS as how them as had been kind to your
s,' -ssle' aud had looked after you, might have
''IIethIng I as little naomemto"
r.,;' tne next day Mrs. Brown took Lucy to the
r~,' s.,oo' and inquired unsucessfully of several
B,is.es s.us Whether they were going so far a:
adj when at last thin precise-looking old
,n!!!,. n!, WIN an acidity of countenance not very
curing, g acknowledged that such was bel
"a''na.cSS an" and On being asked whether shs