The Union. [volume] (Georgetown, Del.) 1863-1866, 1863-10-02
GEORGETOWN DEL, FRIDAY OCTOBER g. 1863

grandparents had been dead many years
she had been thrown upon the world. ]
could find no one to tell me what had be-
come Of her; no one had remembered her
even." e 1 $50
" And is it 80 necessary to your happi-
ness that you should find her ?" asked
Mr.. Upton. 'sConsider how changed she
is by this time, if indeed she still lives"
4 g l have thoughtof tina" }" sighed Roger;
g but oh, she was the sweetest girl! If
could but find her as / left her, still child,
then my cup of happiness would be
full"
The merchant arose smiling, noble
browed, and radiant with the inspiration
that filed him. i5t#
!. G Have faith !" he cried, have faith,
and miracles may yet be performed. |
have a power to do good beyond anything
yet conceived. Speak the word, and it
shall be done. Shall restore your child"
He looked, and spoke like a prophet.
The old man was thrilled, and awed. His
lips moved with feeble murmur and on
the instant open flew door at the mer-
chants touch, and, in the full food of light
from the astral lamp, stepped the graceful
form of a young girl, fresh and beautiful
and glad, with bright curls ripping over
her head and neck.
my own child-my own Edith y cried
the wonder struck old man. But it can
not be" he faltered, sinking back upon
the chair from which he had risen in the
excitement of the moment. Z" 1t cannot
be-"
Look at her." said the merchant, "and
have faith"
The old man looked again. Those mel
ting blue eyes, that sweet and cherry
mouth, those dimpled cheeks, the faiy
white brow and demure chin, every feature
was his child's: his Ediths. Yet it was
not his child that stood before him, else
she was something more than human else
she was an apparition that might at any
time vanish into thin air.
Who are you, darling?" he asked in
broken accents
81 am Edith Johnson" said the child,
with bashful smile.
, The old man took her in his arms, and
bowed his face over that fair head, and
sobbed out his emotion.
Il understand it now," he said, speak
/ ing with an effort, g tbs my child's child
my Edith's Edith the woman, the mother,
/ where is she p
Already a slender female figure was
kneelingat the old mans feet ;'affectionate
| Llins kissed his hands. afectionate eyes
: bathed them with tears.
D " Father: father p ......
s The kneeler looked up. Itseemed that
his lost wife had come out of the past to
| embrace him there again.
, 80 Time o, miracle Of life 0, Won
derous divine law ever working in the
broad day, and in the silence and secrecy
of the night, when we sleep, the same
pushing forward the germ into the plant,
from the plant producing flower and fruit,
evoking new germs, creatingall things new,
each hour and each moment in the day,
parent and child forever.
Such thoughts whirled, and burned, in
the old mans brain, as his daughter and
grand daughter lay in his arms, and his
hot tears rained down upon their heads
/" How is it that have never found you
before, dear father ?" asked Mrs. Upton,
for she was the merchants wife. How
| have longed to hear from you: to know
if you were still alive. l Thought you must
have died in some foreign land but when
my good husband here came home this
evening and told me of an old man calling
himself Roger johnson, something said to
me, deep in my soul, that it was you. l told
him of this scar upon your cheek he OBJ
|, served it, and no longer had any doubt
: that you were my father. How l wished
I to 20 with him when he went back to find
you. But he said the truth must be dis
closed to you carefully, and by degrees, for
he thought you i'll and feeble, so have
! waited patiently for this moment, when /
could safely throw myself at your feet and
call you father p
{" 1t is not all dream! 1t is real: you
are, you are, my child p said the excited
e old man, 90, God be thanked !"
"Amen p responded the generous
hearted merchant, looking on with glisten-
! ing eyes.
Don't weep, father" pleaded Edith
weeping herself all the harder; "youl
r trials are all now over"
" You have every wish of your heart
! and all you have to do is to be perfectly
| happy" added her husband
0 Yes, yesP' said the old man "bui
S Why" patting his grandchild's neck with
g tender playfulness, why did you tell me
5 your name was Edith johnson I" aa
t Z" That is my name," replied the young
/. girl; " Edith johnson Upton. And, il
e you are, my grandfather, am so glad ]
e shall love you SO much !" a
/ shall be afraid to go to sleep tonight
r mused the old man, g for fear that when
e awake l shall find myself in Mrs. Stones
9 attic, and this will be dream that ha.
q passed. But, if it isn't a dream, there il
4 one thing more that is necessary to give
Q me perfect peace of mind' ig.
!, a" / thought as much" laughed Mr.. Up
t ton. "Speak it out" eI.a E.t. !.
|. Poor Mrs. Stone. and her children
i something should be done for them. Pro
! tect her from her brutal husband, and pro
: cure her eldest son situation, where hi
! time and talents will bring comfort to tina
!, poor family" Roy a.s.i ~
s 'sThat shall be done, if there's any vir
f tue in money" said Mr. Upton. q Is ther,