Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1860-11-01

Thursday Morning, November l, 1860
Nv Grandmother's Story.


"a and took her little sister Barrie upon her
.~oa au!, "Tell US a good long story about the
Rand old times when proud lords lived in glo-
en-, castles, high up on the beetling cragS (;
Il their aaunting banners waved proudly in
M r., morning sunbeanS, and the warder's call
-, wildly on the rushing breeze. love to
N - stories of those fine old days, when, when
H ,Ts, were all as one crowned queens; and gay
/ ,,b,s and warlke lords kneit before them
4 ke very slaves
NO nv love ; | cannot tell You a tale Of
# 10 oldeu times to night You can read plenty
n L ,bom in few wears But will tell you a
/. toms story. such a one as transpires in our
srv midst in the charmed experience of many
IN ,hroJbing heart, of whose inner life we know
,,bjnr. | will tell you of one you already
NJ know heartstory Of Margaret - the
WI NkaSher-woman'
What. that silent yet buStling old fudge
Nf d,nor see what you can tell about her that
mia be Ike q story. We know her well
tanrh and she is always the Same-always
so-k. working, and petting that EttIc blue
rrd fairy that is pretty enough to be kings
dar-hter. to be sure only she wears sucn Old
a>t OF clothes. When We want q story, we
how we want something grand, dreamy, TO
nantc not the humdrum afalrt OF poor Old
a5dIjug washer women
Ea"Ah, Ellen yOnr twelve years wisdom
M teach yea that the history Of such as old
Ma--arct cannot be interesting but as the
kyss Of life are unroIled by the busy fingers
ne. vou will learn that the history Of the
n the fearful. mysterious human heart, is
II sine in a measure, through all the varied
.-,!.4 i1dags OF this Sha1Jwy eXjstcnce.-
N .l-et has had her dreams-high. glorious,
5s-fpl dreams | knew her in her Joyous
iho0d. when she was the pet OF fond
hru.>. the idoljzed favOrite Of loving broth
Il, and sisters The sunny radiance Of hap
ass ever smiled on the rosy lip, Her dark
II glanced 10 the bright beams Of hope for
Der spirits eye the world was bathed in
- Of rainbow SplendOr, aud she dreamed not
l.. sorrow could ever eface the glorious tintS
H. '1ye and happiness penciled upon the
h .,a Of her life'S opening sky. Everything
- charm for her young spirit when the
.,. morning looked forth from his orient
Il d rsr, chasing away the dark shadows that
m-2rA the slumbering world, the happy
n -,a with Il song in her heart to blend
cad Eush Of music that Swelled on
" % and the aspirations Of her ador-
so. E.-, upward 10 the throne on high
a. p: miStS that creep so silently up
ne ,t4iy vale or the bosom Of the Slvery
20 the purer air that flows around the
"S:sd mountains No dream of lowell
'..4i ever wooed almost 10 madness the
u soul Of the artist. was more beautiful
right-eyed Margaret Clifton"
B now YOU are ioOting u>, grandma laugh
en- Lee Isn't it funny that You should
Z NJ max ny rs believe that she was ever
-.iu, 2"
Indeed nv child. she vas beautiful as
gln Of morning, when the glorious hueS Of
lal are lowering around the bali awak-
Il spirit. Her dark eyes shone With the
ar, .i-ht Of a lofty and poetic mind The
rose that played in chaugeful bushes on
l,r round cheek, and the pure high brow
:. covned with waving Cnrls Of glossy
~. tba, danced in their siken sOftueSS to
c,ea,h Of the wooing zephyr. Bat she
~sSsi beauty o. a lOftier stamp that of
c-iSaled features, rich treSSeS, or com
l.r o. G'y and rose The high beauty Of
81 ElS hers; and through the good pro
- q; that God she adorei in her child
,s si. leans Rp9n and wOyShipS in her
L Sc still retains That beauty. She
;,z-l in those young days joyous as
81 at floats upward on the wing Of
-111s 10 pour the full tide of song on
-,-sr waves Of the atmosphere and
ls l-10G the roSeate clouds. the sweet
Be has learned from the dreamy tones
-'zsy flowers that have Swayed mur-
=! 10 the cool breath Of the summer
Ea1s Her spirit was attuned 10 music.
---Co0les Of the universe met response
81 scoring heart Her soul leapt up %
80 ca-a, d the gale, as at rang through
2aad'n, SotHdes Of the dark old forests:
-.''ei le, ~ thrilling sympathy as he nighein,
"'"el ler p.aintive melody through the
-'5'el -eaS, until the iGaaimate forms Of
-,7 seemed vocal with the low voiced echoes
~" !feS,a they swept on viewIeSs piuion
'ae mystic ceralean, swelling the har-
:, symphonies OF praise TO Him whopnnr
-' "a! spring from on high TO aooi with
{ "a. 'e7o.7ing earth,-who studded the
- .A0aerS OF night With gems of eternal
& SUD penciled with hueS from the
: az ., light. the gor.eous coronet Of the
les, she was vision of beauty. in
], - 'o'ai the persoai6cation of lowell
> .sf Eental character. But the echarm-
- Sansn sas 1pon her, the bright. the
: margaret. TIE I,t 10 tread awhile in
\ .-.l bowers Of dream land to have
Aols OF human excellence, and sweet
I a',eT that spiritual beauty that sets
Z ga 90 the reverent brow to dream
; =, =, -s.-S7e dreams, that wrap the yearn-
s:ol 70 the golden g!oz of paradise and
{ . See The cold, hard brush of reality an.
!. '1s aAuring picture, ana rainbow tints
! Il. sway, as the purple baes of morning
, ,..'',e The dark shadows Of the storm
: ~ As one Of her pure, romantic na-
: .S.- o-e can love aud when she stood il
: '--'-'' 0eaGty before the shrine wbara IN.