St. Charles City Republican intelligencer. [volume] (St. Charles City [Charles City], Iowa) 1857-1861, 1860-08-23
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subdued and softencd, the birds sins
in saddcr strain, and the melody il
my heart accOrds not as well with the
day But | feel that the change is not
Tor Ill, for have learned meekness
which | never could roaming through
the fairy land Of my early youth. IL
night, after the close Of school, ! was
arranging my desk, preparatory tc
leaving the school-room, when hearC
lingering footballs. Glancing towarC
the door, a very wistful, compassion
ate face looked in. | saw sympath.
there, and badc little Anna come t.
me. / thought You felt bad, said th'
sweet-voiced child, 'and l did no
want to leave you alone strokeC
back the curls from the white brow
kissed the lips that were quivering
and tried to comfort the heart that
was grieving for me. You are my
little comforter, Anna said |, 'and
will not be sad any more Long W.
sat there and talked of our pleasure:
and school duties, like two children
Anna frightened up very suddenly
once as she said, "Oh, Miss Eva, yol
haven't seen our new minister, have
you? Well, he has been here only
one Sabbath, yet we children are al
most we'll acquainted with him, for he
talks to us SO kind, and once he has
asked me SO many questions about
our teacher. | know you will like
him as well as | do Indeed said |,
as Anna was growing so enthusiastic
over her new minister what is your
model minister's name p Mr.. New
ell, and they say he never preached
before Mr.. Newell, how the name
thrilled and agitatcd me. Can it be
this is the one who was once my friend!
If so, | have no consciousness that he
has not forgotten the child who al
ways looked tC him for protection
Withered and faded are the v;o!cts
he gave me when we parted, but fresh
in mind the words accompanying them
- We lose our leader now, Eva, but
by-and-by you shall come back to us :.
| would now that had striven to for
get the past,-had not recalled those
words when care-worn and weary o
life, for it will be little joy to feel tina
all this has passed from memory. To
morrow is Sabbath. and my seat il
church is seldom vacant. shall sool
know if our pastor is the Arthur New
ell of my childish dreams.
" .SabbaM mshh-Early | cnsconcct
myself in the corner Of a retired pew
thinking to escape unnoticcd. The
people came pouring in, until not ;
. vacant seat remained, for the young
. and gifted pastor called out man,
who had very seldom entered ou
church doors. Eagerly the GROVE
awaited his coming, and anxious eye!
watched him ascend the sacred desk
Yes, it is none other than Arthur New
ell, and little changed he is, save in
the fuller development of form and
feature. There are some lines of care
and deep study upon his brow, and
the old earncstncss in his eyes had,
fancicd, decpencd into an almost sad
expression. Many times his eyes had
wandered around the congregation
and |, in my obscure seat, rcmainct
unuoticed, yet they were destined t,
fall upon me. There came an actua
pause in his sermon, an abrupt one
too, slight flush was for a moment
visible, and his voice was not as firm
when he resumed his discourse but
his eyes rested upon me only one mo
ment, and the pause was so brief, that
his audience could not have been
caused much wonder. | heard many
praises of his cloquence and talent as
l passed ont, yet | fingered not, but
hurried to my boarding place, sought
my room, and wcpt. 1t was child
like, mayhap, yet very natural wher
we meet one unto whom we have once
clung with all the ardor of youthful
affection. feel that ! must avoit
him, and can hardly hope it a recog
milton which affected him to-day.
"* Is it not blessed con
sciousness which have a sufficient
measure of joy Only yesterday
declared that we should not meet
that | would remain unto him un
known. AS | came in after close O.
school this eve, was informed tha
Mr.. Newell was expected to tea
cannot write the thoughts which
rushed DER my brain, but caught my
book and fled from the house as from
some dreaded evil wendcd my way
unto favorite place of resort, a for.
est on a gentle eminence, which over
looked much that was beautiful.
was nicely seated, and Just congratu
lating myself that Arthur Newell
could not read my thoughts there, OF
pain me by evidences of a treacher
Gus memory, when l heard footstep:
approaching. lsprang up thorough
ly aroused, for had been so sure o
my seclusion. There he stood, will
his hand extended toward me. Eva
have sought you-have long prayed
to meet you,' he said, while tear OF
glad recognition fell | spoke nc
word, but how the sObs came weak
mortal that am, control was impossi
BILE. Il see you have suffered much
and could you think of the one who
long ago pledged his life for You?
The words came very soft and low
and my earnest Very Oft in answer
seemed full enough. Much surpris,
was manifested upon our entrance to
gcthcr, and tea had waited long, on
hostess said, for we came not until
had placed my hand in Arthur's, all,
said Where thou goest. l will so
and we had kneeled together upon th,
sod, while Arthur invoked blessin.
upon our VOWS. How strange All,
unfathomable it is to me, that he was
led through the forest path. Hence
forth my life is unto him devoted, ane
my love given unto one who has evel
appreciated it,
The gold and dreamy sun
shine had gildcd the heavens one au
tumn morning. hymn had dice
along the arches of Arthur Newell:
: church, and one appeal asccnded, whel