The weekly Lancaster gazette. (Lancaster, Ohio) 1860-1863, 1862-06-26

Before the year ended; he noticed that the
ruddy tinge hsd fed from her cheek. that
her eyes had grown languid. and her
slight. figure moro Willowy than ever.
A physician was called. He conld dis
cover nothing wrong with the child, ex.
cept this fading and dropping. He fail.
ed to account for that. II was some vague
disease Of the mind, he said, beyond his
skill. 49,; f.l....,.....st-E. ... "a
So AnglicO faded day after day. She
seldom left the room now. Antoine could
not shut out the fact that the child was
passing away. lie had learned to love
her SO! ~ 81, .--. ..,.,.. l'......
""pear heart" he said once, "what is't
ails thes?" ...t5a.. r.'a ls l'r ..s.
"Nothing, mon pierre. for SO che called
him. .. -..t, i...t.,tis. ua
The winter passed. the bslmy spring
air had come, and Anglice seemed to re-
vive. In her little bamboo chair. oh the
porch. she swayed to and fro iu The fra.
grant breeze, with a peculiar uDdulating
motion, like a graceful tree. rg4u ssI
At times something seemed to weigh
upon her mind, Antoine noticed it, and
waited. At length she epoke; 49,.
Near our house." said little Anglico.
"near our house, on the island, the paim.
trees are waving under the blue sky. Oh,
how besulifuli ! aeem to lie beneath
them all day long. ! ain very. very Lap.
py. yearned for them until I grew sick,
1 don't you think SO, mon pieree"
"Mon dieu, yes!" exclaimed Antoine,
suddenly. Let US hasten to those plea.
SAINT islands where the palms are waving
Anglice smiled.
1 II am going there. mon piersF' ., lc
Ay, indeed. A week from that evening
!, the wax candles burned at her feet and
, forehead, lighting her on the journey. h
All was over. Now was Antoine,
, heart empty. He had nothing 10 do bu
: to lay the blighted flower away. I, .r,,.
> Pierre Antoine made shallow grave il
,. his garden. and heaped the fresh brow
:. mould over his idol. -. .,...,.
In the genial spring evenings the prizes
q was sitting BY the mound. his finger clos
!. ed in the unread prayer book. 40 -,-..
The summer broke on tina! sunny land
- and in the cool morning twilight, and af
> ter nighifall. Antoine fingered by tb
\ grave. He could never be with it enough
!, One morning he observed a delica,
. stem. with two curiously shaped emeral
y y leaves, springing up from the center {
, tho mound. Al firs, he merely noticed
> casually; but at length the plant grew 8
10 tall, and was SO strangely unlike anythin
he had eve: seen before, that he examine
|, It with care.
~ How strange and graceful and ex9u
" site j, was! When /. swung 10 and f
with the summer wind, in the twilight,
. seemed TO Antoine as if little Anglice we
Sa standing there in the gardenl
- - The days stole by. and Antoine tendt
= the fragile shoot. wondering what sort
~, ~ blossom it would unfold, white or scarle
- " or golden. -.t +. 1t.i.''--' -1. .l
%, One Sunday, a stranger, with bron
!" ed, wea,her~beaten face like sailor
~ ~ leaned over the garden rail, and said
w ~ him. .--s"' e' ''.a, ''F
''e "What fine young date palm you ha
There Sirw 9"- -s' "j't ''. 7'
~ "Mon dieur cried Piere Antoine, "al
:, ~ is it a palm?" IN '-i '
"o W s"Yes, indeed" returned the man.
"t had no idea The tree would flourish In Il
climate" 'n &'t.~ 20
ny t"lhon dsut'was oil the priest could az
~ = If Piere Antoine loved the tree befo
~" he worshipped 1t now. He watered
and nurtured il. and could have clasp
W. U.e il in his arms. Here were Emile a
'"e Auglice and their child all in one! 'e
8. The years flew by, and the date pa
~, M and the prizes, grew together only c
~ became vigorous and the other feeble,
IVY Pier6 Antoine had long passed the me
g.. dian Of life. The tree was in it's you
'O It no longer stood in the isolated gard
for bomely brick and wooden houses |
,ol clustered about Antoine's cottage. tt
" - looked down scowlng on the hum
. " thatched roof. The city was edging
trying to crowd him of his land. But
r" r" clung 10 1t, and wouldn't sell. Specu
hod tors piled gold on his door step, and
' 10y laughed at them. Sometimes he was b.
90 30. cry, but ho laughed none the less. "
,~ss w "Get behind me, Sa'au!" said the
VS. priests smile. g'd s,'A.' -. '"-'
-. g.. : o.. Piere Antoine was very old now scar
@ wa. ly able to walk; but be could sit under
,,", . plant. caressing leaves of his tree,
mil there he sat until the erimmeSt Of spe
nro lators came TO him. But even in de-
lho, fo PieIe Antoine was faithful 10 his trust
;,,Ia The owner Of that land loses it, If
''o w harms tie date tree. 4 J." '.',.s
,.La And there il stands in the narrow,
' oIS ~ street, beautiful. dreamy strant
;sda an exquisite foreign lady whose graC
I'M I'M o Joy to the eye. incense Of whose bre
e alsee makes the air enamored.i Aprecious b
i soO ~ is she to tho wrstchsd city; and W
'sst loyal men again walk those streets, |
the hand wilber that touches her ung
q. llylJ9ls e1 VaPa sv sgrb 14 .' o
% r. "Beeause /, grew from the heart Of
- f nf lie Auglioe. said Miss Badeau, tendt
~ Order from Gov. Tod in Relation
than no '' - Soldiers on Furlough. "
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