The weekly Lancaster gazette. (Lancaster, Ohio) 1860-1863, 1862-11-20

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which the days Of dread and danger,
these times Of parting end praying would
not quicken TO a new life.' i. ". ,s ',;-
, MAI. Dgrrow looked al her cousin. Miss
face sbone ss il she were in.
spired Into her great. gray eyes a food
Of light Lad Lrokeu--her pale face was
flushed, her head was erect, Ter chest
hsaved. Even Mans uppsnetrating gaze
rould not fail to sec Il at for that soul
its hour bad come, =. y. - p =
They did not talk much more. Mans
nature was impulsiys, demonslra,ive, out.
spoken, but size dare not express TO Ger
trude the admiration which she felt--as
profound as any sentiment Of hers could
be. Go thou and do likewise was the
only tribute Miss Cha'oner would have
welcomed. . q ''' .+
The next. morning they took tie car
.liage, packed with he pu'cbose Of the
day before, and started tt convey ihtm 10
their destin alton On the way they
stopped at Evorett'u and took 10 the Ma
donna. a ~ I ~ ,,'.'' -a
'sarsly hi. 10 not one Ofyouir pension,
ers? Nan asked. think one would hard
ly feed the hungry With pictures. ''-''
There is more than one kind Of hun.
ger, child Nan. Yeu shall see whether
my 81 will to appreciated ''-t y,
They had stopped at three houses,
leaving a pair Of blankets htre, dress
there, and at another piece Of cotton,
as need was. AZ the next pause Mis-
Chaloner took the picture in her hand,
and turned with o smiling face for Nan to
follow her. '' '+'.' '" I' t'"
They went up two flights Of stNirs, and
then faint. sweet voice answered Come
M TO Miss Chalouer's tap on the door.
They entered large but not uucomforta.
BILE room, Everything was scrupuloaslt
neat. In one Of the windows stood tea
rose, a geraniun, and a beliotrope. Nan
knew they we're her cousins favorite
flowers and guessed how they camo there,
In The bed. bolsttred up by pillows and
knitting bnsily. was a young girl. She
was not beautiful, and yet Nan thought
she had never seen face SO sweet. II was
a delicate, thin face; SO pale that the
trace Of the blue veins shone through. =
The eyes were dark and full Of mourn
ful tenderness. The hair was cut short,
like a childs and lay about The brow in
sunny rings. How the pale visage bright
sned into smiles az she saw who was her
yisitor! Miss Chaoner took chair near
the bed and gave one to Nan. as If she
were at homo. TLen che asked. ~'7.i cd
allow do you do today. Martha? Did
you have a had night? have brought
my cousin, Miss Darrow, to see you
Thank you, l am pretty well; no more
pain than usual. / slept several hours
last nigh, and it did me- 80 much good
Mother has gone ou. to take home some
work. and | was quite cheerful sitting
here alone 4'3't" .tH1- 't3 81"
You al ways are. 1t reproaches me
sometimes to think Of H. Miss Clislcuer
said kindly. How long is i, sinre you
have besa able to stand on your ftet?'
Five years this month, ma'am.' NJ 'H
Five years Of lying here in this one
place. and looking at the blank wall and
suffering Miss Chaloner's eyes grew
misty, but she went on in tone Of en-
couragemcnl: '.'.H.+ cyl" i'l. d" .'f'1
Il have brought aomethipg to hang IN
front Of you, on the wall, Martha. and
perhaps it will comfort you sometimet
when you are lonely ''i * ran .s'u@
She uniolded the wrappings from the
picture and held it before The sick girl
Martha did no: speak. Her ecslacy wal
wOrdless, but it sbone in her eyes and
lIansfgured her iale as she looked. By
and by her tears began to fall. I~rl
'0h. Miss Chaloncr, she said at length
do you mean that this is my own? ]
never saw anything half so beautiful.
shall never be lonesome again r' go
DO You thitk my picture was goot
investment Gertrude asked smiling. a
they went down stairs. M 4fa.Gi sHfi
The best of ALL Nan cried with cage
tones. '0h, Gertrude, isn't she lovely
So refined, SO gentle eI t.yfsaa
And so patient Gertrude added. =
What she suffers no one dreams--night
and days.of rscking agony--and yet bus.
every moment when the sharp tortur
leaves her respite. If l had made te
thousand times more sacrifice for the SAX
] of doing good. to have known that gir
and learned the lesson of gunfallerin
] 1 ust, Of patient submission sbe has iaugh
me, would Rave been worth i, all. o,,t,
! Nan staid in Boston, three weeks lon
ger. She went With Miss Chaloner I
/ buy the rest of her winter things an
}. whfn she left at last. il was with a ne,
purpose in her eager, impulsive. bu
kindly heart. Last week she wrote t
, Gertrude Chaloner. '., .s,,t,., ..t
, Z T. too, have been shopping sinse sa'
: yon. Hitherto had shopped only fc
+ one Now lam shopping for many, an
The reward is prOportiouately larger,
do all can--yss, Gertrude. do beliey
/, am doing oil | can for those whose su
fctines you taught me to discover, som'
time, perhaps, ] shall be- good enough
bs called your ifisnd. |, too. have. Sci
6 one away TO fgh, for me. whom hithert
my sel6sh love has held back, Ny offe
. ing.alike you're is OF the altar. Come
a and teach me- how 10 wait, -. T..
p
How long will these women, and pau
more besidss them, have in which
learn thai long, slow lesson? With wbi
grand results. to them, to all, will, Il
!. wailing be crowned at length? Go
4 knovs.--Harpsrs Mag, ,ir a-, r.l..,,