Daily Ohio statesman. [volume] (Columbus, Ohio) 1855-1870, 1862-12-07

Waiting there, Kate heard the sound of
earnest manly talk, then few words in voice
full OF tears, then again the manly topes-and
then, after while, Mr.. Keene led his sis,er
In
"Miss Barclay" he said, "here Ia yout pro.
tege. She quite understands your position az
regards her, and hope she will exact little and
not make you much trouble"
Kate's warm heart overhowed instantly. She
put her arm around the shy, trembling girl
and drew her to her side She whispered.
"l have no mother, dear, and no sister.
shall need you as much as you need me. Le
us love one another.
Mr.: Keene did not here the whisper, but ht
saw the quick blush of pleasure fu.h his sisters
cheek, and the confdiDg gesture with whict
her nand stole into her new frleud'e, and he wat
satisfied.
awe need not detain Miss Barclay any
longer" he said, gently. ~ will walk .hom,
Win her nov: This afternoon shalt Ut
6usy, hut Will come to you again shis even
ing"
There we're few words spoken during ths
short walk, but when they we're pafting on Mis-
BArclay's door-step che gave her hsod 10 Rich.
ard Keene, end said, earIeetly:
"Do not doubt that all cando for son, sjste,
will DO labor Of love. There has beOn va.
cant place In my heart, lonely longing for
some one TO care for, and che will fill 1t. To-
her eyes filled with tears--''if ANYTHING should
happen, she shall DO Rs rear TO me as she would
have been TO you"
hlchard keene ttessed tue hand he held.
believe you" he said; "Emiiy ia O good
child You will NOS find in her coldneas or in.
gratitude"
lhat evening Kate Barclay sat alone, liy.
lag over in thought the parting which abe knew
was taking place, fancying how those two, who
we're all the world to each other, would cav
gooo,oye-a good bye which might, all toe
possibly, be for ever. She almost repented Of
ner own doing-not quite-for she knew her
soldiers heart was In his work, and she fell
that II he had been her own brother sh,
cou'd have sent him forth as cheerfully.-
she was not dealing 10 another such messuY,
as she would not have borne TO have dealt Il
herself
lt Wes little past nine o'cloak when the bel
rang, and she servant announced Mr.. Keene.-
Sbe had not expected after their bargain wa
made to see him again; but she was glad af.el
all that he should have reckoned her amopt
tnOse to whom 1t became him to say farewell
lie came in az calm and eelf.possesssd al
ever,
I've been bidding Emily good bye," h,
said, as he sat down, III had TO leave her a
nine o'clock, and | thought might venture
70 come to you. After all, il is by your meaui
shat go, and that makes o sort Of tie betgcer
u.s., bond which it would be presumption t.
call friendship, and yet, which will make m,
think OF you when am gone"
hate had not courage to tell him that hi
young sister's thoughts would scarcely fo!oy
MIN With more constant interest than her Own
Sne asked him instead how Emily had borut
the parting
"Btayely," he answered. "He knew tht
ehiio,s heart had been almost broken, but sh,
nau Kept back any utterance of complain
or hmentstion, whose memory might havt
uunerVea MN when the hour came to test hi
courage"
Then there was silence between them 70
| 1t.
~ will tell you honestly why came here to
night, Miss Barclay. I have been thinking
how possible II was that might never CONS
oack' and it that happened feared that you
might regret that you sent me away want
co 70 guard against your vexing yourself with
snch needless sorrow. IL was The one LONGING
oil my heart to go, and il | could have effected
itin any other way should have done go Iona
1go' Come what may, shall never be sorry
nave Dut one life, and there Ia nothing
would IKE 30 well TO do with ii as to give il
80 my country. | can trust Emily 70 yor
without fear, and she was all I had to keeI
me pack. In any event ! want you to bl
to 60"
hates tears we're choking her, How man
ne Was' how unaelfsh, trying even in thil
last hour, to shield her whom he scarcel,
Knew from possible pang. She could no
speak, but ahe put out her hand. He took /
tenderly.
II am gong now" he said, bis eyes resting
upon her, as If he longed TO sooth sway he
tears' "a be might have done his sisters. "Got
Keep you, Miss Barclay, and give me strengil
to night valiantly in the cause for which 70,
have sent me to do battle"
beiore she could speak the "God bless YOU
teat trembled on her lips, he was gone. Woul
shs ever see him again-her soldier3
Inc next Saturday the principal of the estab
lishment at Gramercy Park was eummoned I
an interview with Miss Barclay. The latte
LADY explained briefly the relation of proteotret
IN winch she stood to Miss Emily Keeue, an
expressed her desire that hereafter her wal
snould spend all her vacations and eyery Sur
dsy a. her house. The poor, solitary, Der cave
child was glad enough to 60 With her, and thi
was the beginning Of true, sisterly love b,
wteen these two.
AS months passed on, they grew nearer an
nearer 70 each other, until Emily could scarcel
tell Wnlch was de0rer, the brother far ava
or the new sister she had found at home-
kate's life had been solitary hitherto, sine
her parents died: The young girl filled u
VOID IN II, and made her both better an
happier.
They read war news together, and traced O
maps the routes Of the armies. Emily herse
was scarcely more excited over the news of
battle than was her friend, who followed wit
ceaseless anxiety and daily prayers the fate Q
the soldier she had sent into the field.
For loag time he seemed to be Fortune
soldier also. He had been noticed for his valol
and promoted from the ranks, but he had passe
through all perils unharmed. Often Miss Ba
clay recalled their frat intervieE--saw agar
as for the first time, the tall, athletic figure
the resolute, mastery face-the clear, hone
eye; perhaps che liked Emily all the bette
that those honest gray eyes shown from unde
her thoughtful forhead
All this time, while danger seemed not /
touch Richard Keene, che had O presentimeI
that his hour Of doom was coming She neve
spoke of this to Emily, and the child, luled {
sense Of security by his past immunity frol
harm, was growing to think of him chee
fully.
His letters came often, written in good spir
its, addressed always to his sister, but nevt
without some cordial, reverent, almost tend,
mention of her who sent him forth to fight lh
great fight in her stead. Still the subtle sens
which foretells coming danger haunted Nil
Barclay like q phantom. She could not lul i
A day came at last when abe opened the ps
per, feeling what its contents were before Oh
saw them. She read there that Richard Keen
was dead. The Federals had been repulset