Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1861-02-02
Srlctt Talr.
tFrom the New Orleans Sunday Delta
THE MAN WITH THE BLUE UNI
BRELLA.

1t was not Paul Pry this man with the
blue umbrella. Tall, finely formed, with o
pleasant eye, and hair tossed back FROM
forehead Drowned by ardent suns and shaded
by some sorrow, he suddenly appeared on,
day in our village, when u summer shower
bad come up and was deluging the Streets
The expression OF his counteGance was anx.
| ious and there was questioning lift about
the eyelids, with slight despondfng curve at
the corners OF the mouth. Altogether, he
reminded oGe some way of one of those adver.
tsements which appear in the daily papers.
headed Lost" There was such sugges.
tiveness TO be searched for-some treasure
gone.
The gay shop windows with their prints and
gorgeous Hannels-tbe tall church spre Just
finished, and Intended to point moral" for
every eye tbat sought its summit-the pretty
cottages with their white clapboards aud cool
green bllnds-had no attractions whatever
for the man with the blue umbrella. Down
Cray street and up Brown, through Yellow
averue and so on through Lane, be made his
way TIL he disappeared among the cluster Of
humble tenements to let, down near the river
A stranger 10 o country town is public
property always. The vexa.on experienced
at not knowing "the truth, the whole truth"
concerning him, is readily compensated by
imagining great deal more than the truth
ever contained. Every surmise was greatly
aggravated and exaggerated, from the fact
that the stranger bad not been known to ex.
change syllable with any person since his
sudden advent upsn our streets and be might
have dropped from the clouds with the first
great drops OF that heavy shower, bringing q
sample Of blue sky along for an umbrella. for
aught anybody positively knew to the con-
trary.
And what could he want down among
those teDements to let Nobody lived there
likely to interest man of his appearance
The only person with any claim 10 respecta-
bity. aud hers was doubtful, was young,
pale.cheeked woman. who some time ago
came qaetly among US, and solicited such
bits OF embroidery as the ladies might have
TO put out. There was mystery about her
and mystery about a woman is always a
rebuke. Her work always came punctaally
home, and not fault could be found with it,
/ any one wondered whether she brought
slghs or tears with her delicate vines or ten
drills, their curiosity was never satisfed for
her sad gray eyes told no tale, and her CON.
pressed lips guarded her secrets we'll
She sat at home all this summer day,
plying her needle and thread, until tho rain
pattering upon the wsrm.eaten window sill,
drew her attention from her work Size
glanced at the clouds then. and after watch.
ing them awhile, leaned her head upon her
hand, aud dreamed over a day-drenm which
came 10 her often now aud which she could
wake from without annoyance, for she was
very sure it would come to her again.
She saw herself a glad hearted girl-the
pride OF un indnlgent fathers house her sole
rival 10 that fathers love, one only brother,
younger than herself, but home she loved
with devotion which all his folies and fits
Of evil temper (set down by the father as the
sowing Of wild oats) could not ALLEVIATE
They had been left motherless at an ege
when children miss q mother least and need
her guidance most. Left TO hired nurses,
who IN turn left them to themselves, the boy
aud girl grew up wlilul and headstroDg-
their only mutual ground their mutual love,
which, with Glare, was pure end devoted
with Graham, tinctured with that selfshness
which cings closer to boys under such o sys.
TEN to tutelage than girls. And this was
all in the home OF rich Johu Boyd, in merry,
merry England, many years ago.
But the pale.cheeked woman's day-dream,
dreamed in one OF those scorned tenemsnts
to let while the summer rain came down, was
not broken yet She remembered her manly
cousin George, who came down from -
shire one pleasant spring to visit her father
-George Meyers, who, after the first week,
gave up the exciting chase, the many plans
laid out to Graham to share, and devoted
himself wholly to his Cousin Glare, till he
was merged IN the lover. and bis appeal to
her father was met with burst of stormy
inyectlye. How vividly she remembered the
moon'rise In the evening Of that same day,
when she stole out to the park to bid fare
we'll forever TO the man her strong nature
would cling too always with an undyipg love.
The intended parting ended ss many another
before and since has ended. "Why," George
urged, should they yield up their lifelong
happiness to the wbim Of an old man who
had out lived bis roulh aud the memory Of its
passions and its hopesi Why should they
10 spriog'time bring TO their breasts the
blight of su,anuy Why should thsy par.