Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1861-04-11
now / SPENT MY NEW YEARS.

Ny mother died when was very young.
leaving me to the care of an indulgent faith
er, who pettcd aud spoiled me until he met
with handsome. cold hearted widow lady,
with one child about my own age. whom
he married. pass over the martydom oil
rsy childhood. and on to the eventful New
Years day which for ms the subject of my
story.
It was a few days before Christmas,
when my stepnsother remarked. 81 sup
pose. Mary that Fred Sterling will be
home In a day or two" - = $50. A
90, YES" replied her laughter. Fanny
told me that she expected him tomorrow.
Then Inc w Ill likely cali upon syou on
Rev Years; he Will be glad to meet you
again. for he always thought so much o!
you when Won were child" &
felt rather astoniShed to hear this con
versation addressed TO my step sister. for
L had always looked upon Fred almost as
my private property. We had played to-
gcther when we were children; and altho'
Mary would sometimes join orr play. she
was always sure to quarrel and vow never
to-speak to, Us. again. When was at the
<aee OF fourteen. Fred went TO Europe to
complete his education, and now, when
four years had passed. awey. although ]
thought but little Of the. childish engage
ment thatcsisted between us, yet there was
one figure nike / with all my dreams, and ii
bore a striking resemblance to Fred Ster-
ling. -
.sWhy. thought Fred Sterling belong
ell to Rostf said my father stroking down
my cuTls- sssss-.
90, no" replied my mother, very cool
". che liked Rose we'll enough to play
with. but Mary the favorite."
Notwithstanding that step.m other had
given her o2inion 50 decidedly in favor OF
Tred's attachment to Mary. she looked
rather worried. and at length remarked,
Rose. why don't you put up your hair?
] think you. are too old to wear curls. fcr
syos54now that you anu Mary are to be
considered as young ladies now, and on
New Years day you will receive calls"
THIS MAS quite new idea to me-
hal aIwaYs worn my hair in curls, anu il
had never occurred to me that it could be
worn In any other way. 3 Fred. too. had
liked nv elrls, and when he left had cut of
little riaglet, pressed it to his lips, anu
said he should always keep it.
ITO tell the Truth, also. | had an idea
curls were the most becoming to me. /
was. however, saved the trouble of reply
iag, for my father looked up. and twisted
a lock of my hair over his finger, exelaim-
ing:
- ssNo, indecdl Rosie's culs must not
be put up until they are gray and he
turned away and passed his hand over his
eyes. .S.aAskkS Rsbxkab
II had portrait of my own mother, Ia
Zen when she was about my own age; her
hair hung in glossy ringlets. and l some
ytimestoashtA bore greatresembl ance
st6hsr only that shewas beautiful. Thus
l knew why my father passed his hands
wv stssnfother lii her fps lips and seemed
lost in thought. Presently she looked up
Tamlswitlf q b and=snnle. remarked. Rosa
hS sq tl y9g fs i a away. nss ss ysu
for you, aisa Kind old soal, and loves yol
s Is: ss ,stbs:tysi eldest sss n,
only remaining sister; but this was. tn
first time / had ever heard her merits &C
knowledged by my present mother. OF
tea, on the contrary. had my blood ,boiie'
TO hear her cal.el vulgar and Country
fed"
reT 1 replied that / intended emaking her
visit very soon. 60 re go 80 haN
"WeH, Rosa. y she continued, t'yousar
so fond ofmakinS others happy. why dom
You 60 after Christmas, and spend New
Year With her. She viii feel more lone
ly at such time than at. any other. and
know she would enjoy having you with he
SO much" .e4 -
- looked up, astonished at this mood
= but I saw the scheme at once and resolves
to oaffle hersso | replied that preferret
making my visit after New Years.
My father, however. with mischievou
twinkle at me. remarked. sYou had bette
go a-few days after Christmas, Rosie
: your aunt Pattie would SO much ike t.
have you with her them
sa' Iconsentsd alter this Of course Bu
when alone ia my room. puzzled mysel
70 discover what nay father meant
s. The day of my departure came. and m
father and / Sc: forth on our journey
The abode Of my aunt Pattie was in
beautiful, but rather lonely country place
with but little society, and few poo
families scattered here and there. with thei
dwellings now almost buried in snow
: banks, which looked as though they woul
never melt away. / loved my aunt Patti
Il very much. but sighed as / thought G
- spending this usnally gay season in such
areary looking region asxo
inst then. however, we came IN sight {
my aunt's house, and there stood the des
old lady at the gate. watching for u.s.
g Her smile was SO bright and her look wa
: So happy as she welcomed rs, that m
gloomy feelings were instantly dispellse