Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1858-05-20
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He Always Came in Sunshine.

you IN sunshine; and there are me
whose presence you feel as shadow
1t is ever so, meet them when and wher
You will-at home, in the street, 81
Change, in the store, office, or counting
room-there is ever the radiant sun
shine or the projected shadow.
As men are, SO, in the main, will yo'
find their homes. The man who turn
his face always to the light brings hi
warm and genial sphere into his home
circle; while tho man whose back is t,
the sun never enters the door of hi,
dwelling without throwing a shadow
over the household
My Uncle Florian was a man who's,
spirit seemed to know perpetual sun
shine. l never saw cloud in his face
never knew his coming to shadow tht
heart of even little child. Dear I'm
Gle Fleriau! What rare pleasure il
was when, leave obtained, turned my
steps lightly from the Swallowed house
where my early years were spent, and
came, for brief season, into the bright
ness of thy beloved presence.
"Ah! Hattie dear, is this you?" Mem,
DRY will never lose the echo Of his pleas.
ant voice az he greeted my coming; moi
dol feel the presSlreIof his hand lighter
now upon my head than it was thirty
years ago, when it buried itself among
the golden curls of childhood. s
My aunt was uot so cheerful in spirit as
Uncle Florian. She was more inclined
to look upon the dark side Of things,
and to prophecy evil instead of good
Bat Uncle Florian never permitted the
clouds to darken the whole sweep OF
her horizon. If he could not always
scatter the leaden mass of vapor he
would break it into riffs, and let in,
here and there broad strips Of sunshine.
Children arealways childrsn-theught-
less, given to fits OF passion, disobsdient
in little things, inclined to selfishness.-
give the pictures Swallowed side
My cousins were no exception. Chill
dren are not born angels; they come to
us in the natural plane of life, and re-
ceive by inheritance natural inclina-
tons, which, unhappy, ever show a
downward proclivity. But the germs
OF angletie life are in the inmosts of their
being, and the wise parent gives loving
yet earnest heed to the dissemination of
these, which is done by the awakening of
OF gentle, tender, unselfish affections,
and the storing up Of true and good
principles in the mind.
My cousins We're like other children !;
and their mother, like too many moth
ers, weakly indulgent at times, and pas
sionate, unreasonable, and exacting at
other times. Ill health-the curse of
American understandable often fret
full, and dimmed her vision when she
looked out upon life. z
l remember one June day that spent,
as great privilege, at Uncle Florian's.
| did not ask my father the privilege,
for feared his universal aNo-n Bnt
after he had gone forth, I enticed, with
childish art, my weak, unhappy mother
into consent. Quietly, almost demure-
ly, fearing to show any exuberant feel
ings, | stole out from my Swallowed
home; and when once fairly beyond the
gate, and across the road into the green
fields, flew over the intervening dis
lance with the tremulous JOY of an un-
Gagged bird. .. . 4 .ay
"Ah, Hattie. dear!" 1t was the kind
voice of Uncle Fiorian. / met him at
the gate, surrounded by my cousins
He laid his hand upon my head as usu-
al, and stopped to receive my kiss. Sass
GLOW are father and mother?"
swell, | thank you.''
All, but it was not well with them
Why, in my childish ignorance, I knew
not. But, somehow, my father always
came to us in shadow His presence
hushed the sports OF his children. Our
home rarely knew the blessings of cheer
full sunshine. IL.
Stake good care of Hattie. dears,'
said Uncle f'lorian, with a beaming
countenance,a las he turned from the gate
"and make this day in her life's calen
dar golden one"
And it was golden one, as were all
the days lever spent at Uncle Florian's
Yet was not the day all cloudless. II
was more Swallowed, perhaps, than any
fdayI had ever spent with my cousins
who were, as l have said, like other chill
dren, given to fits ofpassion, and sway
ed by the sudden impulse of selfish feel
Iinss. Several times Aubry, the oldest
of my cousins, who seemed tor while
possessed with a teasing spirit, worried
his gentle sister Marion into tears, and
sadly marred our pleasure. He would
not,go away and find his own enjoy
ment, but Kept with us nearly all the
.lmorning, for no other reason, it seemed
than to crafty an unamiable temper. a
j At ncle Florian ha6
gone to the city, and would not return
until toward eyening-Marion com
.lplained bitterly Of Aubry's conduct
! and my aunt scolded sharply. The
boy did not receive his mothers intern
! Iperately-spoken reproof in very gooC
| spirit, and was sent from the table il
consequence of a disrespectful wort
4 dropped thoughtlessly from his lips,
word repented of as soon as uttered, AMI
4 which wiser reproof ON his mother
, part would not have provoked
4 / tasted no more food after Aubr,
was sent from the table.
"You father shall hear Of thisp' sal,
my aunt sternly, as Aubry left the room
g My cousin did not trouble us agai
s during the remainder of the day.
nae: him several times, but he did no
!, look cheerful. His own thoughts were
I saw, Furnishing him severely. A res,
7 less spirit kept him wandering abou
r and doing all kinds of out of the wa
things. Now you would see him turn
4 ling the grindstene vigorously, thong
0 inc ore held axe or knife-blade upon til
Iswiftly-revolving periphery; now he wa
on top of haymow; now climbing th
e long straight pole that bore up the pain
led bird boz; to see if the twitterin