The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1858-10-21


sent to you. There's nobody but you
to care for these things now she's gone,
and he drew his coat-slecve hastily
across his eyes but not quick enough
to hide from Madeleine the tears that
were moistening them.
And they were gone, Madeleine
and her husband, and, except him, she
was alone in the wide, wide, but not
dreary world, for his smile and his af-
iection made constant sunlight for
her life.
1t was pleasant home to which
he took her, rambling, old, brown
house, with low sIoping caves, under
which the spring.birds loved TO build
their nests, and quaint, old.tash-
ioned, rustic frames before the win
dows and around the yard, covered
with climbing roses and twining vines
and majestic, forest trees, intermiXed
with cherry, pear and apple. shading
the lovely roof thad nopretensionst to
style in its appearance, but much of
comfort. 1t looked as it was home.
The yard was SO large, so green, so
grassy, so stocked with beautiful and
fragrant blossoming plants and shrubs.
the Lilac, the SNOWFALL, the Althca,
with clambcring JesSamine, Clematis,
lIoncysuckle, and such a wealth of
Roses. 1t was SO pleasant, too, stand
ing as it did, where two roads crossed
that it could front in two different
ways, seeming, on that account, to be
50 free and unconfned. 1t looked as
if it had almost possessed the power
Of Iocomotion, that quaint old house.
and wandering about in search Of a
place to locate, had stopped into that
pleasant, grassy yard, and finding it
exactly suited to It's ideas ofwhat was
appropriate, in its surroundings. had
settled itself down quietly for lie.
SO Madeleine felt, and so she cx-
pressed hcrscItto her husband as they
approached and saw the dear old
place from the carriage windows.
which carriage, old Jake having been
duly appriscd Of their coming, had
had in readiness for the last two days
at town some twenty miles distant.
so 'he moment their feet were on III"
wharf no hack should be entered by
"nasSa' and the new "missus,' but
the old family vchichlc should take
them directly ON the journey.
And a happy home it proved to
Madeleine. Could She have forgotten
her dead mother. whose life had been
so Nfetclitu, coLlI slc nave ceased
10 lhI'lN oil hcr unhappy wandering
la'her, ana could she no longer nave
dreaded the sudden termination OF mat
HE ol lives 10 her, she would have
had no b.lter crop IN her earthly cup.
But memory would not be sllenced.-
She would tell her tales OF the past,
end Madeleine could not but regret.
Ana then, when the spaSm OF sudden
pam passed over mat dear lace, with
"l'eFhale llaSl'ii'SS Oh CRIMSON sue
ceeded by an almost oeath'y palchcSS'
"l'ei' 'llc chcS' 'ie''Ne'' anu '"c VEINS
on neck ana iorellead were S"o'leh
win inc aecamu'a'eu plooo' 'hei
Madeleihe hcrSeilie iel' the shaFP pangS
oi oiSSo'uI'oh reloihs her own soul
llao hoI IL oceh ior !!eSc thlhSS she
Wou'u nave oeeh LOO harPy'
In process Of time a son and daugh-
ter were born to her, and they grew
to play on the green grass OF the yard,
to hide and seek one another behind
the clumps OF twisted vines, or among
'he afpo'S ol ''c inc ora saFuc' ~
Tue OacN oi INC i'ouSe' OF SIT III inc
doorway anu in'nsle 'helF sweet
Pfa'.Il''s voices "'''l 'he merry SoESS
oi inc olruS ochca'h 'ne sheleflh9
caves
Ihcy grew INTO school'chiIdren, and
with h1uL.at Gp his lp Irpt Hlr