Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1858-09-18

, the end Of couple cf years 10 was oImos,
penniless, IN despair he accepted an Offer
10 be ainaHUeHsis to a blind author. bns
the latter suddenly dying, in short time.
fhe was thrown on the world homeless. tat.
tered and destitule. He was seen no more
by any Of his metropolitan acqrdintanees.
So mach for the man who came to Lon
don without profession or an aim, and not
possessed Of any experience or natural Gift
for bis selected calling; for authorship not
only Teqnires preparatory special training.
bDt a large share Of that commodity, which,
if not precisely talent, is blending Of abil-
lity with unabashed confidence But Frank
was only one among thousands who enter
the metropolis vitb bright hopes and high
aspirations, With the certainty Of having
them scOrclled aud bligbted. Success in
any department Of lie requires espacii y
for it, and plant aoaptibility to circnm-
stances as they rise. Genns will, force its
way anywhere; but medi, ty must be train
cd to follow some peculiar calling, and that
alone. Lake the shadow on the suu4lial. it
must 60 it's allotted round.
And what of Lucy all this while ? The
poor lonely girl had no very ambitious Wis
ions Of the future. She was practical
little body; and instead Of saying what she
was to do OF what she should like to do
she asked herself, What can do 2" We
commend this wisdom to ell Young pcr
sons, 1t is ono Of the secrets Of success in
life aa ,as9
what can / do2y she thought. IL
can teach children and can sew--well,
what better can i do than this / can do
it, and will.n
80, smoothing her rich auburn hair, and
Earraying herself in her neatest attire, she
waited upon the rector's wife, aud to her
ljoywas promised every assistance The
good lady went round among the villagers,
aud in less than a month Lucy had twenty
chnbbyrfaee9 little children for scholars,
and promise of more She also took ii
plain needlcwork, and having diligently
studied the higher branches Of the art, soon
began to have orders from ladies in the
ncighborhood who admired her for her in
dustry and proprietY Of conduct. In the
course Of a year her business increased, and
Il at the end Of two years MOLE was SO -four
ishing that she was oblighed to have as
sistants, and transfer her school to a young
woman, who like, herself, had been left TO
make her own way in the world
How rich am getting n she innocent
~ exclaimed one summer evening. What
} nice surprise for Frank l wonder ht
; don't write. ! hope he is not i'll; but ht
would have been sure toslet me know if be
!; was. Perhaps he is SO busy that be hal
> not time to write to me. viii send hin
: long, sweet letter, and post it myself
. + Little did she know that at that moment
: Frank was approaching the village, way
T, worn, haggard, hungry and almost shoe
D less. - a- as
In the morning, as was usual with her
, Lucy looked out of the window for th,
Ipostman, and as the window commanded q
: view of the chorcbyard, she observed a
mcanly clad person leaning on the sun-dial,
apparently deeply absorbed. Surprised at
such an occurrence, Tor the villagers were
by no means addicted to such contemDla-
ton, she regarded him with great atten-
tion.
Some poor highway pilgrim" she
thought; 'if he comes this way / will give
him half crown for Franks sake, for it
was there we parted But had better
send it. And forthwith calling her maid
Of all work, (ior Lucy Dixon now kept o
scrvant) she dispatched her with the coin.
Frank Wehster~-for, as the reader may
have gnessed, it was he--was leaning on
the pillar in sad reverie. ~
"My words were prophetic, p he said to
himself; 'nly destiny is but destiny; it
began and is ended; aud there is an end of
it. Shadows begin at nothing aud end at
nothing. Three times three hundred and
Sixty-iye runs has this dial recorded. and
yet there is tho shadow still--silent, SOM
bre--slowly moving as ever. SO with nv
self, have gone the round Of the years.
and have come back only to gaze on the
symbol Of my own fate. Roll on, shadowl
time and tide are to thee as nothing. Thy
dumb authority ends where it began, and
begins where it ended"
| While he was thus morbidly meditating.
q girl addressed him, saying, please, sir,
missus sent you this,1 and she presented
hai-a-crown.
"Alms ~ he cried, as the red blood man.
tied bis forehead, take It away r
His look frigAted the girl; so, throwing
, down the coin, she scampered away.
And has it come to this ~ h, groaned,
"and on this spot, too, sacred to the mem
ory of my happiest days Oh, Lucy, dear
T Lucy, may you never know the misery that
has fallen on me ~
He was about to hasten away when the
girl returned, saying her mistress did moi
mean to affront the gentleman
"Who is your mistress y be asked.
Miss Dixon, sir" replied the girl.
Miss who Z" shouted Frank Webster
Miss Dixon, the milliner,n said the girl
Lucy Dixon p exclaimed Frank inter.
negatively
~Missus's name is Lucy SIR replied the
girl.
"Not married not married y exclaim.
ed the fallen man, "and true to me, And
what am n A wandering yagabond
abont to enlist at the nearest depot. My
shadow is now black indeed !"
! He could no longer restrain himself, SC
/ leaning on the sun-dial, the hot tears guGh
! cd from bis eyes, and be sobbed aloud.
/ The girl stood petrihed; but 10 a few
D seconds Frank. mastering bis emotion by q
great effort, picked ep the halfcrown, an6
pressing It passionately to his lips turned
Ito the servant and said 's'Pefl Enev--l