Meigs County telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy [Ohio]) 1848-1859, 1859-02-01

'There must be some attraction down
that way
The young man spoke laughingly. The
two friends were strolling down the beau
tirul garden walks of q pleasant house OF
which we have had former glimpse.
1t was ter miles from Sing Sing.
'Oh, don't know Carelessly spoken,
but then a flsuh and half smile accom-
panied the words. f.H
Not quite confirmed bachelor yet, eh?'
.On the shady side Of twenty-eight, re-
rlied the other, a tall, slender, dark haired
man. the oldest son of 'old Squire May
wood, > as he was universally called.
We'll, that's pretty face l saw; who is
Her name is Loyd-Miss Kate Lloyd
Loyd, eh? don't remember, I'm
sure. I've such treacherous memory
and since returned | find many things
have totally escaped my recollection.
1t is better to forget something's SAID
his friend, George haywood, slight dash
of bitterness tinging his voice.
"A teacher, think you said .YE
.Yes, a wonderful girl. Almost un-
aided, she has fitted herself for that voca-
tion--pulting aside difficulties that to me,
man, would have seemed Herculean.'
Then she is not wealthy?
Certainly not-far from it, that is, IN
one sense OF the word. Since her iather's
death, two years ago, she has supported
herself bravely. Iler father, during his
h(e-time, cleared the little cottage in which
she keeps her school; so Mat belongs to
her. She has made herself mastery
scholar, both classically and ornamentally.
| wish you could hear her sing. 10 my
certain knowledge, she has been offered
fifteen hundred dollars season, if she
would sing in public :,
.Aparagon, | see,' said his friend.
'Loyd Lloyd! what was her fathers busl-
ness?'
He was a merchant once, replied
George haywood, turning abruptly round.
Come, let's 60 in the house.
Within doors was a pleasant, happy,
social gathering. The bright. particular
star of the household was Nell; Nellie
haywood no longer) but happy wife and
mother. She had made great match, as
the word goes. She sat composedly by
the side of her father, who was caresslng
her Youngest child, bright and blooming
creature, with wealth of sunny tresses
and eyes that laughed in Sunshine and IL
shade. A boy, wild with frolic, pacet
: across the room, followed by apet spaniel
d.. Longsteel, the husband of Nellie, sa
at the piano, playing here and there few
, chords of sweet harmony. .
The evening closed in; the lamps wer
lighted. Ten years had not made an.
very striking changes in the face of lille
: As she sat lounging little, dress o
e snowy white flowing around her figure
one might imagiue that not an hour ha
elapsed since weary little child, sittin
on stone, by the wayside, had asked hoy
far it was to Sing Sing; or that the chill
still stood out in the kitchen eating tn
food which Susan had prepared for her.
George haywood and the gentlema
= who had been his college chum. were busil
J, discussing some little point OF Opera ct
lauette, WHEN Dr.. Longsteel exclaimed:
y Nell, 1 wish you could sing for me onc'
y as you used to- -
Doctor, you know am almost out (
: practice, replied the young wife. 'besid
J. my long walk of to-day has indispose
: me. l wish could favor you, but real
: l must be excused ... ---
isn't it possible for us to get up SON
u singing?' asked Harry Wells, their visito
crossing the room, and seating'himself
the Doctors wife.
You and George can sing she sai
:; smilingly. pray, get George to sing;
d haven't heard him for an age, and he us'
always to be singing
k 'Ah! Kitty should be here to night; "
e should hear Kitty sing, sir, said the ag'
- father. 81 } I.5I + .kl f.s- "a
Suppose we send for her. George Ma
d wood turned toward his father, his face
E. lighted up. On the opposite side Nellie
a. eyes flashed almost fire.
No, if you please, Father, had rath
IS YOU would not she said, excitedly.
e. 'Ah! is that Georges lady-love" ask
= the young visitor, smilingly.
: His! trust you will never couple
/ name with hers, Mr.. Wells, she exclaime
= = almost sharply. t.r.
rt Il beg your pardon, said the you
- man, hastily.
Miss Lloyd would do no dishonor to
It, fairest household in the landP exclaim
he George haywood, a spot OF red tingl
I'd each cheek.