The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1863-12-23

one thin hand. 'metS set ohalr tor the
gentleman, spd then take AlllSe, dear '"'
i THE child obsysd, liniHg the sleeping babe
with a womanly care and gentleness that
would bsre one smile, only IL was touching
i ly sad, too. s-i5it sr,l -i' ~. .,.." ~
/ 4 have sent her away said the mother
as the door between the rooms closed amer
j the children, because | wanted 10 ask your
kindness for her, and for the baby. Only,
she added hastily, as Il was, about to speak,
4 that you will try to find some asylum more
tender than the a!mshousey Sho paused
Tor moment, tten spoke again: Il have
not a relative. to whom | Can apply, ard
their father was ala Englishman; all OF his
relations are. on the other side OF the ocean
We stand alone! Meta has been my scholar
J from a child, and have been teacher al
most all my he; as soon as she is old enough
!, she is compete ut to teach; il 10 The mean,
time Here violent fit Of coughing
broke the sentence. The inner door opens
'fed, and Meta came in. ''''' 'sP''' 'a''i
/ who is your mother's. doctor?,,a Iasked
She gave me name, and address. o-' ''-'lF
Il will call tomorrow when you are stron
GER | said to the invalid, when she was
quiet again and tell you what can do. In
the mean time do hpt think of. the rent, or
etyour thoughts dwell too despondently on
! the iulure. Good night, ,o7, ~ " ''l'.l a'i5
She tried TO speak bhtlI hurried away. =
tApihe door, | dropped 4 kiss on Meta's fore
head, piece oiegold on her candlestick, and
started for the doctor, I.',S ','' H'.59 ,'ej
His judgmeps only confirmed my owr,-- -
For the mother there was 70 hops save in
pure dir, good food gentle 'sti,huleus,Y and
freedom from care; or the baby, the same !;
land my heart responded witha similar dc a
cree tor Meta. ,o,1 D'J" 81 u 'Ea'A Fl
Christmas day was surely the'ddy for deeds
of gentle charity; SO | drove out TO
my farm attached o my country house, and
lay my plans ior the trio. Tie. furnished
house, where my gardener, Eved in GUNNER,
stood tepplingly vacant and | think no
pleasure o! my lie fingers SO pleasantly on
my memory as the Christmas days. WHEN
arranged the home for my new tenats. Mol Z
lie Barry, the iafmel's buxoni daughter, was
all interest and excitement, and readily
pr omised to. keep house for The invalid, and
nurse the baby. Three days later, cleaned.
warmed, and habitab!e, the wee house open
ed its doors fcrthe new inmates.T | gave
Mrs. Buress pile OF muslin TO cut and
make for lie handterchiets 10 eiHbroideF with
initial letters, linen lor Shirts, and silk iQr
cravats; and sps having eased her delicate
sense OF unwilling dependence, ] left hei 10
Molie and Meta. l-1-l,i 81 .,if s.,...sr s.,.r
We scarcely dared hope for her to live
through the spring; Tut she did and as the
summer months brought roses TO Meta,s and
Allies cheeks, they came tco, laden with
heal h giving bfetZes for tie mother.y The
thin cheek filed. and the hollow eyes tct k
more healthy brightness the STOPPING fig
ufe grew erect. and the iearnbling fpgeis
steady, while my conscience erosned ever
the wolk the busy hands turbed out, 1t
was all in yainl urged that there WAS no
hurry; the VAN dainty siicles would turn
the musl in ard linen into shape, and iirisl cs
the handkerchief cor{ ers with pretty devices.
Meantime Meta was rowing, Tree as biId,
over the bright couutry.g II moved ont. in
May, Edgar being a school and found my liz
tie pale friend growing fast into aa ,rosy
checked county gitldwhile wee Allie tum
bled and toterc5 onathedglnss,. plump, as "a
patI ldee .oar asgip ssfag vs,l ..tJ
3 could linger for hours over the memory
OF that summer; tho meniory olthe mothers
gratitude, The, etildss respe cliul love, the
memoIy OF long huurs sEent listening to Me
ta's clear sweet voice, as she poured out her
cblldlike confidence to me, OF her gentle, wo>
manly care Of Alie, OF her gentle mature old
fashioned household ways herneat and care
Itu arrangement Of parlor and bed room, her
pretty interest in the sewing she did for me-
the memory of Alollie's7 stories OF her care
for mother and baby, Of her handy ways,
her grave air over some household mystery,
OF ringing laugh, whllej a lie called ,or, her
attention. gSuchH msmeiies are lett me now
TO fill void-+wsll, we'll it is an old mans
story, let me1sih bdo tbei end. yls, rs re,Jy5
Five long years passed away, and the ii lie
cottage Still held its inmates, but in tie place
a chlIds voice vas heard a .womsns tone;
frai', child Like figure was seen graceful wo
mans rsme FULLY developed by health free-
dom and careful tducatioB.i In the place Of
inatis protesting interest in The child, bad
grown in my heart the mans strong, tender
love for The woman. ''7N3-94i3I 10 5sg1s II
hAh, howl loved !het! 1,All the pent up
tenderness my youth ard manhood was
poured at her feel all lone " loungihg OF my
mature years &as, filled by her, presence, her
voice, her Touch. Her child like freedom,
her tender grstitude-all seemed to heiibe
forcrurEers Of the love coveted, and hoped
to win. 9fseht Edgar Abroad under. caieful
guardianship, the summer aIieTthe Burgess
a,nilya came to Oskdale, and having but it,
tle.lo call me to the city, had spent most Iot
my time at the c6untry house III had pro 4
vided no masters Tor my, darling, watching
the mo ther,s careinlo teaching, her refne-
menlt and care, cut as my bud iof promise
blossomedr saw, the perfect womamliness
and thoughtful love o. the tsathef duplicated
ana refined On the sch5lafdi 0t aYv9&4p !
i31t was onda Obazgl September afternoon,
woend was dreeIn,Dgg over all these things
and ihinkipg ! must SOON 10, my child learn
that tie guardian had become the lover,
when, without even the ceremony Of knock
Mo lie dashed into my libfary.tj H., fi9s
sOb, sirji If you please Mrs. Burgiss-
Miss Meta--oh, como quick and out she
dashed again, subbng and running, before
could ask q QUESTION ] followed quickly,
bund the cottage door epeni and went up
stairso a1eHog 5dl ngijgE iU,n,,o 6lr.,
!. Mrs. Burgis had ruptprsd blood vessels, 4
aud lay on the bed. dying. Meta, pale as
her mother, but quiet and calm, even in that
trying hour, was washing the blood Staius
from tho palealips, and trying to quiet Allies
the child ! SAID to Mollie, and
send John for the doctor. Qmcke gii} a,
She shatched up tho shrieking child and
ran off 10 obey me1a loo late, Hell; but my
action was reliefj Evsn be ore she had left
the door, the pale lips closed quickly, the
eyes took ohs long loving look at tie fair
lace, above them, and then closed 10 death. -
She knew, she saw, leIt the ruth, but she
neither screamed nor faieted.l Gently with
tender rlrevcrences She clded the dead hands, 81
abd bsat to,kiss the deed face. Then. reel
ing and, sl,iyering she turned to' me. llp5psn
ed my arms, afd like q child TO Ia itather, d