The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1862-07-30
Lingering in the Sunbeams.


"Amy, my child, come in !" and the
mothers hand was placed upon the maid
ems shoulder as she continued. 81 tho
l should find you here; what were you
doing SO long by the brookside ?"
81 was lingering in the sunbeams,
mamma" replied the young girl; "and l
watched the last faint CLEAN of the bright
sunshine until saw it going far in the
west and only on the tops of the trees a
long way off the sunlight seemed to fall. "
Hubert Colstien is here" answered
Mrs. Warner, ''and he wished to see you
will you 60 into the house, or shall |
send him to this bed of mignionette and
pansies that you are so busy wedding ?
Amy Warmers cheek flushed, and she
was about to reply, when her brother
appeared, and with him one she knew
well, yet feared to meet
"Sister Amy, Mr. Colstien," said the
merry youth, as be perceived their en-
barrassment; aud Amys hand was re-
ceived IN the extended clasping pressure
that spoke volumes Of love and devotion,
and thrilled her frame with strange un-
defined emotions. .. .-
The clasping Of han9-what varied
feelings are thus expressed. All! many
can remember the bright hours of youth S
dawn and early day, when the magnetic
touch Of hand had power to thrill the
heart with feelings strange and wild ;
when the lingering pressure, timid, yet
perceptible and thrilling in its power
was token Of love returned, and con-
veyed the exquisite knowledge to the
senses that you were loved.
Then there IS friendships calm, tender
grasp, that soo,hes You by its very quiet
mess, and ASSUMES YOU Of continued regard
then the conyuisive gras lof parted friends,
EDo had not hoped TO meet again, yet are
SO blessed aud privileged, and these mo-
ments Of heart-reVealing are plainly shown
when hand meets hama aud soul responds
to soul, acknowledging the bond.
But ah how strange the feeling when
estrangement or uurequiied love takes
/ possession Of mutual hearts, or darkeus
the life Of one being, and when those
hands meet cause ut one heart to thr0b,
and but one hand to trenble IN the clasp,
CT such was not here the case, for Amy
Warner loved the handsome dark-eyed
lawyer, and he, in turn, had learned to
thjuA OF her Is his angel guardian. and
pr4ed more one glance OF Amy soft and
loving blue eyes than the aPProbatIon OF
ali others
- HiGH'oEe,tes a"d lasm'nes = he eZ-
cla"mea, as be stood bnsIHe the maiden,
and Thought ny tTc she was ihe loyliest
ao&er IL t"e -graeo.
They fingered long time by that bed
/ Of flowers, talking Of the gIorious beauties
Of natugc, u4ui, suddenly, Hubert Col
Istien'S voice changed from It's common
tone, and Amy knew that she was beloved.
Beloved how sweet the word ; 1t seems
to speak the great soul-union that unites
two hearts and oh how void must be the
lot of that being who has not yet expe-
rienced the biissful consciousness that
one heart beat in unison with theirs, that
they, too, were beloved
/ Happy Amy Warner she had been
lingering in the sunbeams that evening
until her life had seemed one bright
CLEAN of sunshine, and now she was
happy, for the genial sunbeams of love
were shed forth over her heart, and her
dreams were of the loved one as she slept
that night with the ring of betrothal
pressed upon her finger.
Weeks passed away-weeks of un-
clouded happiress-no shadows fellacross
her path all was bright and clear flow
ers OF love and beauty sprung up around
her, and life seemed as if about to be
spent in fairy land.
q Belle Warner, who was Amy's youn-