St. Charles City Republican intelligencer. [volume] (St. Charles City [Charles City], Iowa) 1857-1861, 1860-04-26

He'll be ready enough TO get rid
Of me, for he's often said that didn't
earn the salt to my porridge."
, Well, he'll say something quite
: different some day, | fancy"
The boy did not answer, but there
I flashed up on his face, and settled
down on his thin lips, prophecy 0,
; his future.
CHAPTER ".
" Come, girls, put on your things
{" don't believe it will pay to go,
Charlie'
Oh, yes it will, Mary. We're to
have the finest lecture in The course
tonight. | forget the speakers name,
but II! promise you banquet which
it will not do to lose.'
They were sitting together in the
parlOr alone, the gentleman and the
two ladies'.
Both were young and both were
beautiful ; she who answered the gen.
t!cman was stately brunette, with
brown eyes and oval features. think
that the mouth was somewhat cold
and proud in rcpose, but it could nes-
tie into smiles which told their own
story Of the good and loving heart
beneath them.
The other lady sat by the table
quite absorbed III the book she was
reading, and looking on her you would
have thought Of lilly opening its
luscious life amid still, deep currents
in the shadow of great mountains.
Ten years had gone over Evelyn
LGuard, and if you had linked that
day when she sat on her horse before
the blacksmith's shop with this night,
you would hardly have believed it,
for the child-look had not gone of her
face, though it had so!tcned and ma
| turcd.
The squire had been dead for three
Of these years he had engaged i'll
some heavy mining speculations, which
had greatly disappointed him, and his
chagrin and anxiety brought on the
fever Of which he died.
Evelyn was the sole hcircss to his
property, but his spcculations had
well nigh ruined the squire, and only
a few thousands fell to his daughter,
enough, however, to support her com
tortably and independently, and she
had removed to the city and resided
with her Cousin Charles ever since his
marriage, which tranSpired soon after
the death of his uncle.
- don't believe the lecture will be
l,I l.
lyn, as she closed her volume half re-
| luctantly.
You'll think differently when you
return but it wont do to delay, for
the house will be crowded." answered
the gentleman.
The lecture was closed, and the
young speaker sat down with an air
of exhaustion, while the plaudits of
his hearers fairly shook the lofty build.
ing.
Tue lecture had not been simply q
grand effort at oratorial display, daz-
zling and overwhelming the hearers
with brilliant and startling rhetoric,
but its sound logic, its grasp of
thought, its intellectual air, were all
embodied in simple, earnest, forcible
language. His Imagination was rath-
er clear and crystalline than fcrvid
and tropical, more like limpid brook
than Il rushing torrent, though his
pcroration was set with many gor-
gcous arabcsqucs of thought.
But what was more than all the rest,
was the moral power Of the lecture.
None of that vast audience had lis
tened to it without being stimulated
to a higher life and nobler purposes,
and all must have felt anew the sub
lime beauty and grandeur Of that
truth, that there was a living God
rcigung in all the affairs Of nations
and Of men-taking counsel of none,
but out Of his own Infinite leisure z"
going on calmly and sercncly above
all the storms and darkness Of time,
to the accomplishment of His own
blessed purposes Of peace and good
will to man.
"Well, Eva. you're not sorry you
left your book tonight ?"
"Oh, no this lecture has done me
good, Charlie"
They were passing slowly out amid
the crowd, when the young lawyer
made this remark to his cousin, and it
happened that they were on one side
of the platform, and just in view OF
the speaker, who was now surrounded
by several gentlemen.
His glance suddenly swept on them
and it halted at Evelyn Lcnards face
\ change came over him, he leaned
, forward, and there was breathless
Interrogation of her face.
; Then, with hasty apology, he
sprang out and intercepted the lady
and her cousins at the door.
| Excuse me- madam, but do | have
, the honor of addressing Miss Evelyn
, Lenard ?"
, That is my name, sir" and the
f faces of the three told their bewilder-
mcnt and surprise.
"And you do not know me ?"
Evelyn Lenard looked into the thin
face, % SO bright about the eyes, SO
sharply cut around the mouth" and
over the 1.-THE, slender figure.
Il do not remember you, sir"
a faucied that you would, though
probably the years have changed me
more than they have you. But you
have not forgotten the name Of Leon
ard Hughes, the blacksmith's nephew"
Her face suddenly leaped into recog-
milton, and placing her little hands in
bis, she said, with the tears thrilling
her eyes, ooh, am glad to see you,
Mr.. Hughes !"
There was little time for speech or