Cleveland morning leader. [volume] (Cleveland [Ohio]) 1854-1865, 1858-06-03

/ IL tins had happened TWO years later, we should
not have considered the proceeding so entirely
/ dsinterested, as after that period Miss Claud
began TO figure IN his letters pretty frequently,
under the more familiar title Of dearest Ellen"
/ In due time they were married, and last Janu-
ary wrote US most enthusiastic account oftheir
/ little boy, then exactly a month Old, and al
ready beginning TO take great deal Of notice" I"
Next Christmas" wrote our Charley, 1--WE
hope ali three 10 speRd in the beloved island,
Where groves Of pine on either hand.
And. aad vest. the hoary channel
Tunbss q brrAker on ehaik and saHci
-Where. underneash tie milky steep
Tie ships Of baile slowly ererp
Aud on through zones ofIigLt and shadow.
Glinner away % The lonely deep"
We have the latest poetic accounts Of you,
you sec, up here at Fausabad, which, indeed, is
almost as much in the world, and quite as civil
lzed town, as your Southampton Arden is
here, and will take his leave al the same time with
US Tor England How long for you all to see
dear Ellen and the child ="
Mt more than we longed for them, be sure
How we pleased ourselves with imagining what
sort of peTson-pretty snd good tempered, We
were certain-Charlcs's Ellen would be- Aud
that sweet baby, too, whom we loved in advance
ever so much, and kissed, aud dandled, ard made
much of, already in anticipation Whether
would our Charley himself be changed or nol-
How much would be have to tell us, after his
five years abseneei What merry, merry Christ
mas it would surely be!
Then came the first rumors Of revolt, TO
shadow this fair picture Again the solaier-
crowded ships began to pass in quick success
sion before US owe. the eastward sea; but this
| time, how much more Of cur selfish hearts they
bore with them. How prayerlully, women
though we were, we wished God speed 10 rife
ball and bayonetl One day, We got letter
f.Om our Charley, confirming our worst fears I;
words which, IRON him who always took the
most cheering view of matters, filed US with
ernel grief
'It is folly" wrote he, 80 disguise our po-
sition any longer. The irregular cavalry here
are not to be trusted, and our lives are in their
hands; the General cannot afford US any addi-
ton To our little band Of European soldiers !;
there is mutiny all around US; and this is proba-
bly, the last dawk that will go safe to its des-
tination, so l write in haste 70 catch it. / have
looked death in the face before now, mother,
but never with such dear ones in my company;
this is what makes it terrible. Some Of Us
here think better of our situation, and God
grant that they may be right; but IL saw her
Ia It night, and you know what l hold such
sight TO m. You will not soon forget me
Hea, 4 bless you all"
OlI Charley never wrote to US again. The
very next telegraph ran thus;
AN outbreak Of the l. G. at Fusabad their
officers were fired upOa; all the civilians in the
station massscred, cave three"
Never surely, had oracle Of old the power to
cast in despair, TO excite to passionate hope, to
agonize by suspense, its eredulous believers,
that this world-traversing dumb sibyl possesses
IN these days wires are as the very threads
of fate, on which hang human lives; our heart
strings have become electric, too, and with
them shudder in unison.
.'Save threel - In these two words, and
their Interpretation, all happiness or misery
seemed for us to centre Father, mother, child
Two of them one of them. at least, in mercy
must be amongst those 'three ~ After nearly
two months of wearing hopes and fears, the
names were published, giving joy to other
households-to ours despair. They were all
three strangers. Capt. Arden, poor Charley's
friend, was one OF the few officers who escaped
with life; he wrote US sad letter, with but one
cold CLEAN of hope, in report that he had
heard Of some Europeans Of Fusabad being still
alive in the revoIted district, under the protec-
ton OF native rajah; b1t we were sunk too
deep in sorrow to be buoy6d by such floating
straw as this. We gave the writer credit for
good intentions, but were not more wretchcd
when We read in his second letter
Our last spark Of hope has, fear, died out
l come to England by the earliest packet, and
my first visit will be 10 you"
he had things to tell US, Of very terrible in
terest- By this time autumn had faded. and
winter was spreading over US his snow white
pail, lightly and tenderly, as in our island he
ever spreads it, ike father covering the face
I Il. 4 IL
could bring no such change upon nature as it
seemed, in the sadness Of our hearts, to have al.
ready suffered. The breeze that swept our lofty
downlands was no longer blithe and spirit-stir-
ring, but rose in gusts of lamentation, and died
away in melancholy sighs; the laughing sea had
become waste Of waters, and our favOrite
paths where the eversreens flourish as in spring,
might have been full of withered leaves, SO 10Th
were we to wax there; because our Charley
seemed to be associated with all these things,
as the scent with the flower, or as the soul with
its beautiful form. If this seems to be exagge-
ration, It must be remembered that our little
household is a very simple one, and alone in the
world, and that our Charley was all In all TO
US
The time had now arrived when the steamer
that was to bring Capt Arden might be expect
ed, and We watched for it atteniyely, but with
out I'm patenee, with ey es less fearful than had
followed that retreating vessel years ago, but
with hearts far heavier.
Herbert had been despatched TO Southamp-
ton to await the captain, and bring him on to Us
at once; 50 that hen the black ship went BY at
dawn, we knew that We should see him that
same evening. As the afternoon wore on, we
got to be so unaecOuntably wistful and anxious.
that the girls and determined we would walk
up the cliff road to meet our guest
" There comes the carriage" exclaimed
thoughtless Alice, presently, elaPping her
hands
A look from her sister reminded her at once
of the tidings which our visitor must needs have
TO tell US, and the poor girl fwho has as loving
a heart as any of usJ hung her head down and
LET fall her veil She must have been mistaken,
however, about the carnage, as it must by this
time have emerged around the corner Of the
nock. Instead Of this, solitary horseman,
Herbert, showed himself
aArden is not come on. - cried he, ''but have
seen him; he has brought the best Of news, the
very best: the baby is saved; the rajah took the
very best care Of the whole family. Now,don't
get white and foolish Ja0ek or will tell vou