The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1858-01-14

would seem cast in gentler mould
Would seem full Of Love and Spring"
Beautiful were the rolling hills, and
vordant valleys, that surrounded the
village Of Bloomvale; ono Of those lit
tie towns, full Of interest, and some
times Of romance, that here and there
dot our State.
Far, far, into the wild, free country,
extended the fields Of grain, and the
shadowy forests, musical with the songs
Of birds; while here and there, rivu-
let or larger stream, wound its way
through green meadows, or below mas
sivo rocks, as it passed on to might
ier waters.
Some two miles from Bloomvalo, on an
elevated knoll, rose the tall stone house,
owned by John Wenner;--a cold, aris-
tocratic widower, said the little world in
which he moved.
Five years has domestios had super
intended his household; and for five
years he had lived alone, with no COM
panion save his daughter Lily, a girl
of fourteen. He was a man not much
beloved, and less so, since his young
wife had died. His neighbors said he
was cold, proud, and alas more selfish
than ever. He would even pass his
friends, they said, without speaking;
at other times with a vacant stare, and a
slight bow, as though they were stran.
gers.
How far from right oft-times, doth
the cold world judge. Perhaps he was
thinking of hey-mourning over his
welded joy so carly lost. He could
not smile when his heart was sad. His
child was a great solaoe, but she filled
child's place in his heart; she could
never still the intense longing, the pain
full yearning of his soul for the sym
pathy and communion of his wife.
lie could not at first realize that sht
was gone; but as days, and weeks pass
ed on, and she came no moro, with he,
smiles of love and gladness, the sac
truth came with all its weight, that sh,
had indeed passed away, and he wal
alone. Such parting, surely, is very
bitter, even to hearts that love lightly
But when it comes upon those who's,
love is like that described by one VIII,
said, "a man shall leave father an,
mother and cleave unto his wife; anc
the twain shall be one flesh, the
of such a parting must be more thar
bitter.
Mr.. Wenner had been asked by al
intimate friend, if he ever intended Il
marry again. 'Never neverp was tn
decisive answer. A few years later h
was asked the same question, and tn
answer was different.
~ must" he said; cor I shall be
come what the world thinks me, self
ish, melancholy man."
He sat in his room one morning, hi
daughter by his side; and there was
troubled look on her young face, AM
the tears seemed ready to gush iron
her eyes. Well did her father know tn
cause. She had heard that another wa
to Gil her dead mothers place. It wal
so; and he had sent for her to plea,
with her, aud reconcile her heart to th.
change. And yet this man, called s,
proud and stern by the world, faltere,
when the moment came to speak. A
last, he said,
"Do you think / could ever love 'yor
less, Lily?"
81 hope not, father" was tho quiol
reply.
"I have been a very lonely man, m,
child, since your mother died, but it ha
not been because I did not love you
but you know you cannot fll her place
have sent for you, to ask a shar
in your heart for another"
Lily bowed her head, and tho tear
fell fast. The strong man drew her t,
his heart.
Ifyou could understand me Alright,
he said, "If you could know, daugh
or, how I have suffered. Ibavo not for
gotten your mother, Lily. Her memo
ry is as dear to me as the new Low.
which has lately tingod my life with
brighter hue.
"The one shall bring to you re
minds me Of your mother. She is goo,
and pure, Lily; and she will 60 with ii
often, as we have always done, to visi
her tomb, and to plant flowers there
] that are blooming now for the ffth tim