The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1860-10-08
tFrom tine Atlantic Mon.hly,l
A MODERN CIND e r e L L A;
THE LiTTL :. OLD SHOE.
HOW 1T WAS LOST,


now 1T WAS LOST.
Among green New Eagiani hills stood an
ancient house, many -gabied, missy rOuisd,
and quantity built, but pic turesq ue and plea
SAINT to the eye; for q brook ran babbling
through the orchard that accomplished II
about. garden plot stretched upward to the
Whispering hircnes on the slope. and patri-
archal eims stood sentinel upon the lawn, as
thew had stood almost a century ago, when the
X .volution rolled that way and found them
young.
Que summer morning, when the air was full
of country sounds, of mowers ia the meadow,
blackbirds by the brook, and the low OF kline
upon the hillside, the old house wore its
cheeriest as pect, and = certain humble history
began.
Man"
Yes, Dr."
AID a head, brown-locked, blue eyed, soft
TO the call. ..--
Just bring me the third volume of Wilhelm
Mslster, there's a dear. It's hardly worth
while to rouse such res tless ghost rs l. when
I'm once fairly laid"
As she spoke, Di pushed up her black braids,
thumpsd the pillow of The couch where she
was lying, ana with eager eyes went down the
last page Of her book.
YES, Laura" replied the girl, coming back
with the third volume for the literary cormo-
rant, who took 1t with nod, still too intent
upon the Confessions of Fair Saint" TO re-
mem Der the tailiDgs OF Il certain plain sinner.
"Dou't forget the Italian cream for dinner.
depend upon II for it's the only thing IT. for
me inis hot weather"
And Laura, the cool blonde, disposed the
folds of her white gown more gracefully about
her, and touched up the eye brow OF The Mi
nerva she was drawing. s~r..s7-
Little daughter" --sr-.,..f (
"Yes father"
"Lsl me have plenty of clean collars in. my
bag, for l mast 50 At three; and some of you
bring me glass of cider in about an hour IL
shall % IN the lower garden"
The old man went away into his imaginary
paradise, and Man into that domestic purga to-
~ on q summer day,-the kitchen. There were
vines about the windows, Sunshine on the
Il sor, and order every where; but il was
haunted by a cooking. stove, that family altar
whence such varied incense rises to appease
the appetite Of household gods, before which
such DIRE incantations are pronounced to ease
the wrath and Woe OF the priestess of the fire,
and about which often linger saddest memo
ries of wasted temper, time, and toll.
Nan was tired, having risen with the birds
hurried, having many cares those happy little
housewives never kuow,-an0 dIsappuin ted in
q hope that hourly "dwiudled, peaked and
pinned" She was too young to make the anX-
ious lines upon yer forehead seem at home
there, LOO patent to be burdened with the la
Dor others should have shared, too light of
heart to be psnt up when earth aud sky We're
keeping blithe holiday. But she was one of
that meek sisterhood who, thinkiBg humbly of
themselves, believe they are honored by being
spent In The service of less console tious
souls, whose careless thanks seem quite re.
ward enough.
To and fro she went, silent and diligent Civ.
ing the grace Of willingness to every humble
or distasteful task the day had brought her !;
but some malignant sprite seemed TO have
taken possession of her kingdom, for rebellion
brvke out every where. The kettles would boil
over most the mutton refused
To COOK with the meek alacrity To be expec ted
from the nature OF a sheep,-the stove, Wi IN
unnecessary warmth OF temper, would glow
like a fiery furuace,-the irons would scorch,
the linens would dry,-and spirits would
fail, though patience never.
Nan tugsed on, growing hotter and wearier,
more hurried aud more hopeless, till at las t
the crisis came; for in one fell moment she
tore her gown, burnt her hand, aud SIN q tched
the collar she was preparing to finish in the
most unexceptionabie style. Then, it she had
been nervous woman, she wouid have scold.
cd being gentle girl, she only ''iifted up her
voice and wept." - q s7F
sBshoid, she watereth her linen with salt
tears, and bewaileth herself because Of much
trtbuixtion. Bot, 10 help cometh from afar
q strong man bringeth lettuce wherewith to
stay her, plucketh berries to comfort her
withal, and ciashsth cymbais that she may
dance tor joy" lH+
The voice came from the porch, md, with
her hope fulfilled, Nan looked up to greet John
Lord, the house-friend. who stood there with
a basket on his arm; aud as she saw his homes
eyes, kind lips, and helpful hands, the girl
thought this plain young man the comeliest,
NEST Weicouic siSut sue udu Dtu6iQ tAdt DAY
"How gcod OF you, TO come through ali this
hear, and not TO laugh at my despair!' she
saio. looking up like a 6 atefui child. as she
led him In. W..s
dear Old lady had . mothsrly spressntiment
that you had got into q domestic whirlpool,
and ssut me - \ sort Of life preseryer. So
took the baskst Of consolation, and came to
In the tent Of triendship.''
A he spoke, john gave his own gtft in his
mothers name, and bestowed himself in the
wide window.seat, where mOrning glories
pleasant shadows dancing TO and fro.
His advent, like that OF Orpheus In Hades,
seemed 10 soothe all unpropitious powers with
asuddsn spell. The fire began 10 slacken, the
Kettles began 70 luli, The meat began TO cook
the irons began TO cool, the clio hes beg n 70
behave, the spirits began 70 RISE and the col.
lar was hniseed OFT with most trium pha mt
s Soseas. yonn watched the change, and,
tnouen lord OF creation, abased him s.if m
take compassion on the weaker weasel and
was seized With great desire 10 lirh,e, H.
homeiy tasks that Tried her streng, b of bod
aud soul. He took comprehensive rlancs
a0out the ROOM then, extractiug q dish from
the closet, pro oeeded to imbrps his hands m
The strswbsrriss' blood. 80 s =
-On. Joha, you aesdn,t do thai; shall hav.
tims when I've turnsd the msas made ths
gaoding, and done thess things. See, I'm get
ing on ansly noW;-you're judge OF such
n:tisrs. isn't that Meet, -
sng spoAss Nan oHefed the poASned 40
saroity LOT inspection with tanOcent pride.
~Oh that ! were . collar, 10 sit upon tha
hand!' sighed John, --sdding, argumen "a We.
y, AS TO The berry question, might answer
with Q gem from Dr. Watts, relative Il
'Satan and idle hauds,' but will merely say
lnat as matter ofpo Bile safety, you'd better
leave me alone; for snch II the DIES iructi yeness
Of my nature, thai L shall certainly eat some.
Thing hurifai. break something valuable, Oh
Sit upon something crusbable, nnless you LEI
me concentrate my energies by knocking of
these young fellows hats, and preparing them
for their DOOM"
Looking At the matter In charitable light
Naa consented, and went ohssrfuliy on with
her, work, wondering how she could have
tbouEhffr0ntug IN tpfietion, ard besn 70 IN
grateful tyr the b,saslpgs Of her lot.
"Where's Sally !" Asksd John. looking vain.
y sor tns saaresl.s sa,nsalosasy VIE usually
woman. . terror " ests, do0ss and mens
-6hs has gone ~ her cousins funsrAl, and