The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1860-03-07

the wanderers-Bow both quite wide awake
thought they had never yet seen anything
so beautiful. Much more did they admire
her few hours later, when she was ready
dressed for the ball in her simple white mus
lin, trimmed with sprays Of the same tiny
flowers to match her wreath, her only orna-
ment string of magnificent pearls round
her neck.
"Good.by, dear Claire" said the young
girl, kissing her sister 81 hear papa calling
me l must go now."
"Good.by, Edith I hope you will enjoy
yourself but oh wait moment you have
actually forgotten neighbor Charles flow.
ers let me put them into your brooch for
you"
So the Lily and the Forget one. not, look
ing very fresh and beautiful, were securely
fastened on to the dress, and felt not little
proud Of their new position; in fact, could
scarcely hold their heads high enough
They did not quite like being covered over
with the opera. cloak 4; but pride must bear
little pain, and they were amply repaid for
the temporary obscurity of their situation
when the heavy wrapping was removed, and
the fair Edith, leaning on her fathers arm,
entered the splendidIy Illuminated ballroom.
But soon they began to feel the effects of the
heated atmosphere, and the Lily thought re
morsefully of the cool evening breezes which
she knew were even then tanning her sister
flowers in the quiet valley-her distant
home. Nor did the Forget me-not feel much
happier but neither of them liked to COM
plain. Captain Mowbroy, of whom they had
heard, danced with Edith once, and tride to
persuade her to walk out on the balcony
with him, which, to the great modification
OF the poor fainting blossoms, she declined.
At length neighbor Charlie led her out into
the moonlight, and the Forget me.not raised
her head once more but the poor Lily could
no longer be refreshed she had dropped
from exhaustion, and had been crushed be
meath the spurred heel of the mustached
Captain. Neighbor Charlie noticed it's loss
and his companion seemed very distressed a,
the discovery; but the young man told her
it did not signify, as she had preserved the
flower he wished her always to treasure.
But the solitary Forget-me.not no longer
felt pride in her position terrible feeling
} of home sickness came over her, and she
, bowed her head in sorrow for the loss of her
friend and companion, longing only for an
opportunity to escape from her captivity -
Fortune favored her at last 1t was early
morning, and the two still stood talking to-
! gether by an open window, as the guests
were preparing to depart, when all at once
!, neighbor Charlie caught sight of mosp.
rose bud temptiDgly within reach "This
will be good substitute for the lost lily
said he, as he gathered it.
The brooch was unfastened, but the young
girls fingers trembled as she placed the
rosebud within it, displacing the Forget. me.
not. A zephyr bore up the wanderer for Q
while, then waited it down, down, far away
from the maiden and her lover, rendering i
, quite nsensible from the rapidly of its fight
When it again opened its dmmed blue eyes
the little Forget-me-not was lodged upon 6
, mossy bank, within sound of splashng wa.
ter-withn sound of it but alas not neal
enough to taste Of its sweetness. Poor lit
tie thing she had gained experience by bel
travels but it had been dearly bought. She
looked wofully altered since she quilted hei
: peaceful home : tiny rootlet was still hang
ing to it, s0dly parched ond shriveled som'
, of its leaves and blossoms were quite dead
and bit Of its stem dreadfulIy bruised.-
How she loDged to be once more in her oil
haunts, or just little nearer to the refresh
D ing water A few more hours and deatl
r would surely come for the breeze had lull
ed. and the oppressive heat OF MONDAY wa
setting iu. Suddenly storm arose, and tn
o drenching rain fell in torrents. Oh hov
a eagerly the languid wanderer drank the re
v freshing drops !! And then friendly breez
8 waited it down the sIopng bank, and tn
d rivulet, already swollen with the rain. rip
4 plea nearer and nearer, and at last bathe
it's little rootlet: then the current becam
i stronger, and the Forget me not, floating o
n its surface, went drifting along, it knew nc
n whittier, unable to stay it's course.
d Night closed in once more upon the tran
= quill valley, and the stars looked down re
i. joicingly over it for the weary traveller ha
!. at last found a resting place amongst it
). kindred. Though bowed and broken, an
shorn of all beauty, there was life in it still
Z and power of endurance. till then untest
y ed, had been called forth and strengthene
r by its wanderings up and down In "the wide
wide, world - for the good World d-Fathe
can bring good even out of evil and tn
a hum bled flower sighed no more for spher
other than that which unerring wisdom ha
E assigned to it. So the guardian Spirit wait
| ed upwards hymn Of praise, unalloyed b
regret or discomfort, only the lily bell
dropped more humbly as they mourned 70
their fallen sister, who returned to them n
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