St. Charles City Republican intelligencer. [volume] (St. Charles City [Charles City], Iowa) 1857-1861, 1860-08-23

only an orphan can, but she had many
earnest sympathlzcrs among the band
which she had long directed They
devised many ways TO keep her with
them, but of no avail. The relatives
demand ovcrpowcrcd the young enthu-
siasts. Arthur Newell, the pastors
pride, welded his cloquence long af-
ter his parent had striven to convince
him it was not his to countcract or in
terfere in another's claim, but Arthur
boldly declared it despcable that the
heads Of the community, calling them
selves men, should allow Eva Stanley
to depart from her childhood's home.
The early spring notes were just
awakening, and hearts chilled by
long, cold winter, were receiving some
thing Of their oldcn warmth and fer
vor when the parting came to them,
and young hearts were stricken and
heads bowed very low over the great
grief. But let us follow Eva through
the years and changes since that
spri!ng-time.
"Oh, how lovely" exclaimed Eva !;
Il know shall love such home as
that" and her earnest eyes danced cx-
ultlngly through her tears. Il can
smell the beautiful white Syringas al
ready | really believe it is almost
Paradise !" The impulsive, appre-
ciative child, had leaned far out the
carriage window. 1t was rather a
rude pull she received, and a striking
ly unpleasant voice which said, The
place is pretty, the owner thinks, but
not heavenly enough to make your
self Il fool about Eva had never
been addressed thus, and there was
an angry retort springing to her lips,
but she crushed the words, sank back,
and gave up to painful thoughts.
Mrs. Carlton disliked the animated
glow upon Eva's CONFERENCE.-The re-
minded her of the time when Eva's
mother and herself were rival bellies.
SO like her MOTHER came through
the compressed lips, and it escaped
not Eva's quick ear.
There was almost princcly elegance
inside that home, and there were fair,
childish faces, that met Eva around
the iireslde that night, yet the thought
l shall not be permitted to love all
this" caused many a sigh and wish
for the more humble home she had left
afar. Mrs. Carlton was wealthy, as
we term those who have the means to
crafty every wish, still she was not
happy. Avaricc and ambition had
made her selfish and unfccling. Her
trials had not taught her humility {;
she welded for wealth, and had never
experienced the love which might have
warmed her heart and quickened her
sensiblIitics. She welcomed Eva TO
her home that her children might have
companion and herself be more free
from care, SO it never entered her
mind that the child would ask for love
or need sympathy.
" Perhaps can learn aunt to love
me; will try" Eva soliloquizcd
and when she went round the child
circle giving her goodnight kiss, she
tlmidly approached Mrs Carlton, but
the hand waved her back, and the
lips uttered What nonsense Your
size and age would impart rather more
dignity than that. | want no such
childish manifestations here :" Feel
ing gained the mastery then, and Eva
retired sobbing, SO like ma nolher,'
she has twice repeated. Would |
were more Ike her, that might bear
with patience my aunts cold-hcarted-
ness" Grieved and disheartened, the
prayer arose that night, "Givc me an
humble home, and give me love" In
this new abode, Eva had much to learn
Of trials which were new unto her,
but they were messengers of good
perhaps, for the future often proves it
is well for us. To show that she real.
lied this, we will extract from her
journal /:
81 have just dismissed my little
flock of young IDEAS, and silence un-
broken reigns in the school-room. 1t
is sacred trust which have, this
rearing young minds, and | feel my
inability to teach them as should
but they shall not want for affection,
for | have been taught lesson can
never forget, how children yearn for
sympathy and kind words 1t is now
some months since | went out from
my Aunt Cartons abode homeless
wandcrer. | strove to bear meekly
her coldness, her unkind words, and
taunts of my dependence, until my
heart was nerved to energy. SO l
firmly stood before my aunt, and an
nounced my determination to depend
upon my own resources. a school
teacher she repeated after me, you
who are always pratinS nonsense of
books. birds and flowers! !! suppose
you will instill your own ideas, and
make your scholars as near like your
self as possible. Ny children shall
never have such Il teacher = My fair
little cousins were not among my flock,
but the community entirely disregard
Mrs. Carlton, powerful as | had sup
posed her to be. Made an engage
mcnt this morning tosteach here the
ensuing fall and winter term. have
no wish to go elsewhere. | have
found a circle of steadfast friends and
warm hearts. l think oft Of my home
in childhood, but those old associates
have formed new ties, and excluded
me from thought, perhaps, and it
would only sadden me to gaze upon
the olden haunts. The little ones |
am teaching give me the evidence Of
their love daily. and | am compara-
lively happy.
"My lt.--How rapidly time flies |!
how utterly regardless This morn.
ing the children came pouring in with
their May flowers, and one little curly
headed ellin placed wreath of bios
SONS upon my brow, saying, Now
you are queen, Miss Stanley !"
had striven to pass the day calmly,
but the memories came rushing in, and
the tears could not force back. Let
Inc sect is just eight years to-day,
since danced a queen upon the hill