The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1859-04-21
LOve.-.OId style and New.
BY INEVITABLE HoLYOKE.


Look what long spray! | have picked the
thorns off-made garland if any one would
wear it for my saker'
"Would any one refuse it ?'' 4
"Then you don't Oh! Kitty, would
keep yo, always crowned with the freshness
ofMay!''
They were walking in shaded country
road. He turned her face to the moonlight,
gently, as if to admire the wreath; their eyes
m"t-young eyes, full of love. In adjusting
his work he broke one blossom that touched
her cheek the cheek was warm with blush
css. The blossom was placed in his coffin
long years afterward.
And so they were betrothed. m. s. rr
81 ''IIow can you like me SO much, Joseph ?
only country girl, and you all ambition and
gcnius!' 'et a" ..' .s sE
"Because you are as sweet as these wild
roses, dear! But that is not al-because
you are good, sinsible girl; and have learn
ed to make butter, and sweep the kitchen,
and sew, and assist the poor; because you
are healthy in body and mind and heart
this, to be frank, is why have chosen you
for the dearest Of all my blessings"
So they were betrothed.
Forty years thereafter Judge Joseph Will
lard died-ifi it were not for translation
passed, by sudden stroke Of paralysis, from
his happy home to happy heaven.
Yes, ther" were sons and daughters left,
old enough for the giving and taking of
sweet-briar crowns and there was a widow
left--on her brow the white garland which
time remorselessly trines for us all; but in
her heart it was May. All her life long
year by year, the sweet -briar wreath budted
and blossomcd there, filling her home with
beauty, fragrance, and the dew of gentle af-
frctions. She had shared her husbands
honors, but helped him to win them first
The good sense and good heart that had kept
home orderly, and comforted the poor oe an
humble village, came at length to act in wi
der ranges of society, to devise and carry
out G, eat pans oforder and benefcence.
Races will degenerate; OF is it only the
times? ...r.-
Madam Willard-for no one called her
Kitty, now thejudge was dead-our heroine
so venerable now, made room on the sofa be-
side her, as handsome youth entered the
room.
What's the matter? Are you lonely,
mother9 Where are the girls? Talk with
yoa myself9 Oh! certainly, certainly,
should be glad to enjoy it. but so hurried
engagements. Won't this evening do p
Stay, I'm engaged this evening"
"Dear boy, | do not wish to be importu-
nate, to abridge your pleasure; but your old
mother has an engagement, Ambrose, when
the imperative summons shall come ~
Il declare for once I've caught you in the
d'lefuls Why, bless your heart you are
the youngest in the house! You are not
lnning for the old Judge? BE candid now
wasn't he, with his moralitics and rheuma-
tisn,s, rather flssy before the end ~
eff were sure his sons would reach an
old age as full Of honors and virtues ~
"Kind fate will transfgure us after we die,
at least to the eyes of our friends!'
"You talk too flippantly, my son. 1t pains
me sometmes-I fear you meyer will be in
earnest Oh! for a strong, gifted young man
like You, to go down to the grave mere but
terfiy careless, useless, helpless ~
THAT shall never do. can be in car
nest, mother-am at this moment on one
point. am in love-"
She took his face in both her hands, MS
when he was a little child at her knee lspinp
his prayers; she looked into eyes that, alas
were no more the sweet eyes of childhood
"Ivhat kind Of love, Ambroseg Tell me
tell your mother"
"Oh! most fervent, impassioned love-
She's lovely, mother, as dream and wor-
ship the dust under her feet, and could kneel to
her shadow, andcnyy the air that touches her
cheek, and risk my soul for glance of her
blessed eyes. Is not this earnest enough ?"
''Dear boy ~ she looked at him so tender
ly-the words were not crurl, ''it seems to me
thus far only wild and feverish. What quail
itles have attracted your regard? Why are
you so in love ~
us love a matter of what and why? 1T
Is divine instinct-a celestial fame that
kindlcs and never consumes"
"Yes, dear, prsetry has no praise to strong
or too impassioned for the highest, truest
love; but have lived many years, an learn
that what begins with sentiment and flowers
leads on to very actual things: resposibili-
ties, and duties, and cares to parlor, nurse
~ and kitchen; to butchers bills, and mil
lenry bills"
sand college bills ? Ola truth You bring
my sins home to me. mother. How / have
added to your cares instead of tightening
them! But you shall live with us now
Laura an angel, yes indeed She has most