The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1862-10-16
Aunty Atkinson.
BY MARY A. DENNIsoN.

| Aumty Atkinson.
BY MARY A. DENNISON.
A rather tall, very erect figure came with {
cheerful step, and more than cheerful smile to.
wards the pleasant portico where sat the two
ladies' busy with their work until now. The
Squire's lady had arisen, and her portly figure
| nearly covered the small grayish window, anC
its Provence rosebush that grew in huge poi
underneath. The other also stood with kni
brows, and tussiIy adjusting her knitting nee
dies, looking now and then at Aunty Atkinson
with les, igld trowu, until at length she held
out meager hand that was clasped with Il
pleasant warmth in that of the handsome young
| lady. r. ....,E. I..rr -
Now, you've come to spend the afternoon,
know exclaimed the squire lady. poking her
fat hands under the bows of her visitors green
caash, and rapidly untying them. Sit right
down in this big easy chair We been wanting
a good long talk with you this great WHILE
Kitty she continued, depositing the calash in
the hands of the servant girl, tell John to have
the table carried in the arbor, and We'll take
supper there. It's so pleasant she continued
turning to aunty, ito take tea out doors in such
balmv air as this ..-..
Il really didn't intend to STAY said aunty,
beat upon it, why l will. l couldn't be in "a
pleasanter place, that | know
1t dad not take long to set three tongues GO
ing There was plenty to talk about. Aunty s
sons aud auuty daughter, the sqlires Iheu-
matiz and the little pet lamb that died yester-
day and WAS buried under the peach tree in the
garden, auntys daughter SO soon to change
name and station.
'Don't you feel bad to have her taken from
gou :? quered Miss Frett, drawing her solemn
countenance to the utmost limits of sympathiz
lug sorrow.
oh, don't know as do, very, replied aun-
ty, with that merry twinkle she loves the
man she is going TO marry, and he loves her
He has enough 10 keep her i'll comfort, even
elegance; and the poor thing GEES along with
out her mothers trials shall be very thankful
If troubles come, why, she must even meet
them as have. .- .at g,. t.at
The squirrels lady cast triumphant glance
towards Miss Frett; The latter smiled incredu-
lousy, as she asked.
Pray, W bat do you cali trouble Aunt Atkins
son?' - s'i aaH s... ..a.. ..r n. F..
The worst trouble, and the hardest to get
over, is the loss of kindred, replied aunty ,sml-
ing sereneiy, in return for Miss Frett's little
show Of sarcasm. / have lost many friends =
she added, III lower voice, her eyes instincts
lively turhed towards heaven, butt this thought
makes noe happy and coutented to say | am
every day drawing nearer to those love, who
have only gone before. I
Quick springing tears obscured the merry
twinkle tor moment, but as suddenly the smile
SLone through.
We were wondering, said the squre's lady,
If ever you had any sorrows of any Iii nd-Miss
Frett and that was Just before you came.
She said no with confidence, and the reaso on
was, because you were always so sunshiny and
happy looking. Now, do tell us if you have
had troube-anythiug deep and abiding?
Not abiding said aunsy, softly, 'Dont you
know the scotch have a saying, that the morn,
ing blinks sometimes on heavy clouds but shuts
at cen on clear starry night! And so
trouble abideth for the night, but Joy cometh
in The morning Thus with my heavy afflic-
tlons-they could overshadow my blessings only
for little while Now, shall give an outline
OF my history?'
Do cried the squire'e lady delightedly nod
ding at the same time TO a respectable man SER
want, III reply to some mute gesture the nod
meant, Yes, Cole, put the silver on aunty is
distinguished VISITOR The man and his snow
white apron disappeared and Miss Frett lean
ed her eyes over her hooked nose, that she
mlSat look narrator aud narrative clean through
"Hile she was evidently prepared to listen TO a
few Common place Affections, chas Jennings of the
lies Ii father thau the soul. E ..' a.-
/ Was born, began aunty, Sin u splendid man.
SION on the banks of one of Connecticuts love
list MYERS. My father was the oldest son of
revolutionary e1idie, aud very wealthy was
nuFEured M .uAtIfiouS ease, and hau one only
orothef, Lesie' AT Toe age of eighteen, | was
PRONOUNCED handsome and accomplish he'd. Ii
was at ball To b. on my eighteenth birthday
thatl was 10 come out | remember every
article OF my apparel; my dress of pale blue
satin my wmte sIiken slippers, my wreath of
lli'es-oh, what happy giri l was,
was standing by my mirror, my servants
about me, when l grew frightened at great
! nolse-cohtuson below stairs and above, shrieks,
cries OF despair, and all the various sounds OF
woe and discord. From the top of our great
staircase We could easily overlook the hall and
s;auding there, what do you think l saw Both
father ana mother lying lifeless GU the floor
dead, drowned.
Miss Fret gave nervous little scream the
squlre'S lady suspended her knitting and cried
ofea hiessly, that was trouble
Never snail l forget it,, resumed aunty, fold
lng hei Lands There were the guess flying
from different rooms, llrichly attired, wringine
their hands, shrieking with horror, and the
lights Streaming out from open doors Nv pa,
| rents had been standing on a bank made inse.
cure by late continual rains it gave way, and
they fell fearful distance into the deep water
NC shOch was agonlznS; sank in a faintjne
1t, and my reason was not restored for week ;
1 was married at twenty four, bringing my
husband large fortupe-and my brother tray
eilea abroad after completing his studies. Ii
two years my husband failed; my house went
ana We were penniless. Meanwhile, uupleas.
ant rQmors We're rife about my poor BROTHER
One aay, alter my second almost overwhalmius
trlai' TAN, emaelated figure crawled up to tht
mean mouse to which we had retreated, ant
"here my husband lay sick 1t was my poo
brother dying with consumption He had III,
misfortune GO love the gaming table, and he ha(
1851 an, aAa ruined his health
'Oh, GEAR !! exclaimed the squire's LADY,. We
hemenGly.
i sold all my jewels, continued auntv. .ant
lEey procured comforts for the sick that wa,
all. At last, my nus band regained his health
went diligently to work and in time we owne,
; i meat ahd commodious little house again NJ
brother, III meantime, fingered along. SUFFERING
most leaiiuily but. thank God before he dieC
ne became as little child, and fell asleep trust
Ing III She merits of the Crucihed.
1T was the second day after his funeral tina
great storm came. 1t was the most terribl
tempest have ever witnessed, hurting stron,
trees from The ground, and sending them acros
! roads and meadows. Our little orchard. on
grapery aud hot-house, were thoroughly demo
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