Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1861-08-15

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heart.
And while Mrs. Parsons ~ n the
midst of taking up the dsiuttl br1iled
chicken. two boys and a.girl tnfst leso
the kitchen. ~
Hush, hush. children. <cQad ia
among the obstreperous mIrsh lie 9
silver chime. the soit voice ot tha moth
er. "Father's busy reading The paper,
and you'll disturb him. " -.
The children silenced At ono aot in
fear of the reProof, bst In Eos Il It,
for the wife az sdon con- ID her
husband = tests aHk son zenls5 2sse
smSsb every dtf p ustte<s
fhs i'zI'plsesssor Irritation o. our lives,
- he had hers.
ms lev moments The hungry family
gathered round the table. There was
little spoken al the meal. but a softer,
kIndIier atmosphere seemed to pervade
the room. The children felt 1t, though
they did not speak Of 1t.
"Are you going Cut this evening,
lsaacT
.,Weli, yes, thought I'd step round
TO the town meetin'. Want anything
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aut,sr;na liz . dream through his hair
He looked on his vile with softness
IN his face, and soitness in his keen
eve, which he little suspected And
the softness and the smiles stirred a
fountain warm and tender IN Mrs. Par
sons heart, which had not for years
welded one drop OF its sweet waters
s'sserssebed up her lips imPutsiYeiy''
and kissed his cheek; ANY one who
had witnessed that little domestic scene
would scarcely have suspected that the
married lie OF Isaac Parsons and his
vile counted three quarters OF score oil
years.
The women's comely lace was iull OF
shy bushes as girl Of sixteen and
Isaac Parsons seized his hat and plum
geo out oil The mouse "l'hout speaking
one word, but with mixture OF amaze
ment and something deeper on bis face,
not easily described.
But at last he cleared bis throat, and
muttered TO himself.
"Melissy shant repent that act; |
say she shantP'
And when Isaac Parsons said thing
everybody knew he meant it.
The sunset Of another autumn day
was rolling its vesture of purple and
gold about the mountains when the wa
gon of Isaac Parsons rolled into the
farm yard. He had been absent all day
in the city. and supper had been await
ing him nearly an hour, and the chill
dren had grown hungry and impatient.
"Oh, fstherl what have you got
there?" they all clamored, as he came
into the house tugging along an i'm
mense bundle tied with cords.
at is something for your mother,
children" was the rather unsatisfacto-
ry answer. ~
At this moment Mrs. Parsons entered
the kitchen. Her husband snapped the
cords, and a breadth of ingram carpet
ing rolled upon the floor through whose
dark green groundwork trailed a rus
set vine and gold leaves-a most taste
full and graceful pattern. -...
Isaac Parsons turned to his amazed
wife, and said:
"There, Melissy. there's the parlor
carpet you asked me for Yesterday NOR
min. l reckon there ain't many that
will beat it in West Farms"
A quick change went over Mrs. Par