The Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1859-1865, 1863-05-07

the Queens mail from Landslide and
Roger was boy lover of Maggie's. He
dearly loved to tease her about the letters,
certain that his reward for bringing one
would be the sweetest dish of fruit and
best glass of ale from Maggie's cellar
The long summer afternoon was fast turn
ing to twilight, and Maggie had determi-
ned to go in, thinking her hope and
watching over for the day, when Annie,
sitting up, clapped her hands to greet
Rogers pony as it came down the road on
full gallop.
ssRoger! Father! He is comingw
Mark looked up, gave little grunt of
approval, and then resumed his hammer
ing.
s'No letter for me, Roger" asked Mag
gle, half crying, as he made feint Of
dashing past.
"Letter for you, Miss Maggie! Let.
ter-for-you: o, now you mention it,
| think there as letter for you"
"Quick Oh, Roger, how long you
fumole in that bag. Give it to me"
"Can't. It's against orders to trust the
mail out of our own hands. All ~ and
he slowly dismounted anG stood leaning
against tree, just out of reach of Mag
gie's impatient hand.
"Oh, Roger, give it to mel"
"Miss Maggie Lee" read the provoking
Roger, 'Eper Asia's nail. America-oh,
pshaw it can't be for you You have no
beau away out there
"Oh, Roger, don't tease me! Come
give me the letter, and you shall have
d.aught of the old ale you like SO we'll"
"You are sure it is for you?' he said,
holding 1t out, and looking with mischie-
vous eyes into her smiling face, lighted
by the pleasant certainty of her anxiously
letter being there ar last.
Give the lass her letter." said Mark,
gruffly, looking up from his eternal ham,
mering; and, with a comic afectation Of
extreme terror, Roger tossed the letter
into the baby's lap, sprang upon his pony,
aud was off like shot.
There was long, long silence. Annie
had let the soft white eyelashes fall over
her blue eyes; the long shadows were
falling around the house before Maggie
raised her eyes from her letter. Then her
fathers "WelI, Maggie y reused her.
'He wants me to return in the Asia,
father; or, if that is too soon, to write by
her at what time | can come"
"Well, Maggie for her voice had fall
tered, and her eyes filed
"Oh, father you-and-Annie."
'.You expected it, Maggie. You are
all ready"
eyes; but"
"But you think the lassie and I will
miss you. So we will, 10 doubt; for
you've been good girl, Maggie but
have been waiting for that letter to tell
you piece of news"
"Nexs? z" and she looked up wonder
ingly
"I never would have placed step
mother over you, Maggie, for you've been
and mother; but as you are
to go away to- pray and trust-a happy
home, am going to marry again"
"Yes-" she gasped; es-who ?" :.
"Mrs. Lawrence. She"
"Oh, father - cried Maggie, joyfully.
to her? 2"
"Annie. would have died in the first
month of her life if Mrs. Lawrence had
not been so kind to her, and SO willing to
teach me. 0, father, she is SO good, so
gentle Oh, you must be happy only
ana she laid her head lovingly on her
fathers arm, ''she must not make you
forget Maggie"
"Nothing can make me forget Maggie
She has oeen too long the sunshine ofmy
home for .hat," said her father. "Write
to Martin by the Asia that you will leave
in the next steamer, for you must stay to
the wedding lass"
It was quiet, happy wedding few
lays later and accompanied by her faith
er, sister, and the new mother, Maggie
went to Liverpool. The parting was sad
but that once over, the young girl would
et none but happy. hopeful thoughts fill
he hours Of long voyage across the
Atlantic. She was going to Martin
Fifty times day she looked into her
little mirror to see if shewas as fair as
when Martin left her, and the little locket
hat contained his picture was consulted
Is often, with speculations as to where
md how the past two years had changed
aim. An old Irish woman, who was on
Ter way to Join her "two gurls, shure In
became Mageie's especial
riend and con6dant and many an hour
vas spent in telling her old friend Of her
rue hearted manly lover.
"You'll see him at the landing; he'll
meet me there. I'm sure he'll meet me
or wrote by what steamer ! wod come.