Cincinnati daily press. [volume] (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1860-1862, 1862-01-16

"When I come back" he said, ~ will
marry you, if you love me, and then we will
always live together"
The little maid dried her eyes, and look
sweet and calm, such as, perhaps, the
angels wear, stole over her innocent face.
"Oh, do you love me sol Wlllyou?" she
said.
"So help me God, will" he said.
Then she put her arms around his neck,
and lifting up her innocent face to his, gave
him her heart in one long kiss.
(Just then light foot, passing toward
the house from neighbors paused at the
arbor door, ali unknown to those within,
and little Martha Hopkins, the neighbors
daughter and Hannah's special pet, looked
in upon them for moment Then she sped
quickly to Deacon Fletchers house, and
burst, all excitement, into the kitchen. J
"Will you wait for me, Hannah, darling
said Jason, "all the time it may take me to
get ready for a wife, and never love any
other man, and never let any other man love
your Never forget me, for years and years,
perhaps, till ] come back for your viii you
always remember that we love each other,
and that you are to be my wife ~
~ will wait for you, dear, if wait till
die" she answered.
lie folded her yet more closely to his
breast.
While they held each other thus, forget
ting all else in the world his father burst,
furious and terrible, into the arbor
He seized them with a strong and cruel
grasp, and tore them pitilessly asunder.
"Go into the house, boy" he cried, "and
leave this
"Stopl' shouted Jason, springing to his
feet, his face as white as death and his
eyes fashing-"Stop Do not call her any
name but good name 1 would not bear
it if you were twenty times my father p
The old man stood transfxed.
"She is as good as you or as my mother,
and will 60 to heaven as well as you when
she dies" he continued passionately; "a;
well as any of us; as we'll as the minister
What did you come here for2 Haven't yo
driven my life almost to death ever since
can remember; and isn't that enough, bu
you must come here and kill my darling
my dear, my love?"
He knelt where she lay on the ground.
"Hear the boy" cried the father, in a
rage equally terrible and far less noble.
"Hear the boy 60 on about the baggage
The boy still knelt, unbeeding any thing
save the senseless form beside him.
"Wasn't it enough that you should wan
ton with young woman in this style, but
you must do it on the holy Sabbath day ~
the old man continued. "Mother," he cried,
jerking the words over his shoulder at his
wife, who stood behind him, "do you bring
such prohigates as this into the world, to
disgrace pious mans fame and bring his
house to sorrow? Let him 60 forth-my
Oldest and youngest born, and eat husks
with the swine; he shall have no portion,
and there shall be no fatted calf killed when
he returns p
Still the youth knelt, and now his head
had fallen upon the PROSTATE body, and he
was covering her cold hand with kisses.
"Look here, young man." the father
cried, "leave 60 that girls hand and come
into the house; as sure as there's God in
Israel I'll teach you what stout rawhide is
made off,
Just at this juncture neighbor Hopkins
and his wife, warned by quick-fEing little
Martha that something terrible was going
on at Deacon Fletcher'e, appeared, hurrying
toward the spot.
TO DE CONTINUED.