The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1857-09-12
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LUCY COOK.
BY CLARA Sydney.

She had pretty, innocent, baby ffcc,
and her name was Lucy. She had grey
eyes, but they were beautiful with the
/ light of sweet and gentle spirit. 1t
was strange that no one took any interest
in the poor young office-girl; certainly
she was most interesting, if they would
but have seen it.
1t was great pity that no one loved
her for, though she was forlorn little
maiden, she had true and loving heart
All womanly affections stood listening
and longing to hear knock at the door
of their pure dwelling, that they might
welcome in with JOY something to hold
dear and sacred.
But there came no knock; and Lucy
lily, and her check grew pale and her
eyes were more seldom lifted from her
work and from morning until night not
sound of her voice was heard.
That pleasant toned voice, which once
had been musical with mirth and laugh
tcr-oh poor Lucy, those days had
gone, with the mother whose love had
/ nctn LltlT suhSIllit dhd hhtii INV.
And the cottage home had gone, and
the COW, and the meek -faeed sheep, that
Lucy had loved 50 well and the pretty
fiover-carden, and the little orchard, and
all the green, tree-coyercd hills, aud the
singing brook, axl tho ycllow-mavct
river. and the health-eieing air, aud the
songs of the woodland birds, all, all ha(
departed with the magic days of child
hood and the world now had for Lucy
: only basement shelter, shared with ;
morose and irritable father and tha
= diney Office, with its eternal pens anc
ink. and its everlasting write, write
writing. How had the life of the youn'
. girl darkened and upon the clouds tha
e overhung her, not rainbow could b
e seen. She had written SO long that he
4 fingers required but little aid from nc
thoughts to enable them to perform witt
speed and accuracy their duty an,
therefore, az she wrote, she thought O
things foreign to that office and its work
d" How pleasant it must be to-day ou
among the hills, by my old home ca
II see lust how the sunshine lies all abou
" upon the fields and on the water; and
know how soft and sweet the air IL bio"
inc among the trees and over the flower:
, I wonder if the roses are yet blossomin
on dear mothers grave. | wish | coul
n go and see. oh Low | wish ! eoul
90 and sit little while by that grav
and gather some Of the flowers that al
growing there 1t seems to me as 1t m
F. heart would get lighter, and that IN
E. head would not feel SO dull and heay,
bbe if could be out there for an hour. O
N me who would suppose that this rs |
r hardly know myself, | am so change
What a dreadful thing it is to have
mother, and no one to love you. WI
=. nv father was fondcr Of ny; | am h
nd only child, and | am mpthcrless; WI
~ don't ne love and pity me Oh. Wis
| wish he wonkk 1t would not seem
miserable to worl; all day inside of the
T, stone walls, and among all these har
~ hearted people, if, when hisht comes,
"' could 20 home to the arms of low
f,,hsr, I'm sure ] have tried to be
Good GIRL, and to obey him ; and ! 10
my father; why is it that he cares
more for his poor girl! This paper sa
= some people are destitute of all power,
attract love-perhaps | am one OF II
. kind think / must be, for nobo
'o' seems to care anything about me; !
: nv dear mother loved me dearly and
,, know the cows loved me, and the shcc
but even they are gone now ! m 81
~, = it would be a great comfort 10 nave
- beautiful pet lamb to talk to, and to h'
- him lean his pretty head up against
90 loving. Just as he used to when
, - home. but he is dead now, murde
II Nv the butchers to whom my father
30 him. in spite Of all my cries and &c;
nal. o. der. men arc 50 cruel, ana ~
not cruel. wish ! was at rest III ny
.oek thers grave = 3,
If Such thoughts as these were the d
-- companions of Lucy, as she sat "fi'
T." .iac sunless window OF the dingy,
tai Zee No one was harsh with her j u
was no reason, for she was always az
IN of nost and her work was faithfully
q. formed. toa .,t
atest For two whole years she iiau CIV
IT. at morning and gone cut at eye u
- ~ almost unseen-after the
- - of her being there. And PROF
large she "irn 4ho whole natural lii
her employer, with never wofd
,ec, at him except on Saturday nights,
hs -s-. ho ALWAYS paid her the iour dollar
lfrak. nL;ah she was writing her very
Beloit i uhich had to be gwen U
Dratad away, ""a !. ,a aarped
,rices. father as last 10 - "' I'LL. No
yer. Once, on hearing acciueh."i's ''
men in the once, VIII
mbers Vi .ho IL same hind of worl
yer. sbe was doing, only not haii so '"
- ~ wing alMot three