Newbern progress., 1863-02-04

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away her tears az he nligllt have done
his sisters S. S. .sss s.s
God keep you, Miss Barclay, and
give mestrength IS fight valiantly il
the cause for which on have sent nj
forth to do battle. =
Before she could speak the Coz
bless you ~ which trembled on he
Hips, he was gone. Would she eve
she him again-her soldier2 .se &
/ The next Sunday the principle o
establishments at Gramercy park wa
summoned to an Interview with Mis-
Barclay S
The latter lady briefly explained ths
relation Ct pretectress in which shs
stood TO Miss Emily Keeae, q nd ex
pressed the desire that tllereafter hel
ward should spend all her vacations
and Sundays at her house. The poor
solitary ,bereaved child dWasglad' d'eaongl
to go nome with her; and this was tho
beginning of a true, sisteriy love be
tween these two.
As the months passed on they grew
nearer and dearer TO each other, until
Emily could have scarcely told which
was Sdearer, The brother far away, OF
the new sister she had found at home.
Kate's life had been solitary hitherto,
since her parents died. The young
girl filled up void in it, and made
her both better and happier. 9.s.sss. s
They read war news together, and
traced in maps theroutes of the armies.
Emily herself was scarcely mere 1ex
cited over the news of q battle than
was her friend, who followed with
ceaseless anxiety and daily prayers
the fate. of the soldier whom she. had
sent to the field, For a long time he
seemed fortunes soldier also. He had
bsen noticed for his valor, and pro-
NOTED from the ranks !; but he had
passed through all perils nnharnled
Often Miss Barclay recalled their frst
again, as for the hrst
tilney the tall, athletic figure,. the reso-
lutte, masterfnl face-the clear, honest
eye; perhaps she liked Emily all the
better that those same honest gray eyes
shown from under the though ffnlfore-
head. l4 sas3 ashtaas VA 9asl
All 1.-the time when danger seemed
not to touch Richard Keene, she had
a presentiment that hislhour of doom
was coming She never spoke Of this
to Emily, and the child, lulled to- q
sense of security by his past immunity
from harm, was growing to think of
him cheerfnlly. His letters came often
written inanlgood spirits, addressed
always to hissister,, but never without
some cordial, reverent, almost tender
mention sef, her who sent him forths1t to
fight the great fight in her stead. Still
the subtle sense which .foretells COM
ing danger haunted Miss Barclay like
a phantom g She could not ,lull 1t. q Sa.
a day came at last when she opened
the paper. feeling what it's contents
were before she saw them. She read
there that Richard Keene was dead.
The federalss had been repulsed, leav-I
ing their dead, of whom he was one,
for the enemy to bury s .se
She read the tidings calmly. She
knew he had died as he would have
wished, for she recalled his parting
words. Her soldier was gone = her
stake in tle war. Her hope of sue
cess; seemed to have died with him.
She did not feel like weeping. She
knew that she felt at.all only
the cold, dull ache that made her clasp
her hand tight to her heart reminded
her. She said to herself, still calmly,
Il must 60 to Emily, and ten her that
[ sent her brother TO his death ~, 81 ~.
She put on her things, and wonder
sd vaguely, that she did not weep as
she saw her own still, composed face
ia the glass.
Emily came to her, in the same
room, the front parlor at school, where
they had met first came in joyful /
with welcome, but started back ap-
pai1ed by the white, still face she met.
Miss Barclay went up to her and said,
ssussaga a1lsfgiaf;s X tss ss sss
+" Emily, am all You have now.
He is gone ~ ,., S. fs4.t...... -. .s,i.
The girl to whom the i'll news came
with such fell suddenness, burst into a /
passion of grief and then, trying to
comfort her, her. friend wept also, and
5he tears We're strange solace. She /
toek Emily home with her--her sister
rom henceforth. She might 60 back
% school another year, perhaps--atI
present they had need of each other.
How dreary the months were which |
Emily was the first te learn /
resignation for. .ethe loss of her, dead.
Who died so gloriously. Kate was
launted forever, as he had feared she I
would be, by the idea that she hadl
ent hilii to his death; and not even
he memory of his own assurances,
hose generous last words of his, could
,ive her comfort.
The summer came -the summer of I
62-bringing bird-songs and blossom. /
[he lovely salt-scented sea breeze rip
He'd the waves and shook the pine