The Union. [volume] (Georgetown, Del.) 1863-1866, 1864-04-15

time, not Italy, softened the eyes. | drew
on canvas, and gave some tender half tints
instead of those glaring whites and ver-
millions; and nine years from the day on
which left America, | returned wiser
if not better man.
No comrades greeted me on the shore.
A was dead, B in England, G rich and
aristocratic, holding himself aloof from
meaner men, and charging wondereus
prices for productions no one would have
purchased had they emanated from the
pencil Of unknown John Smith. 1t was
summer, too, and the city well nigh de-
serted /; so resolved to leave bricks and
mortar, and go upon sketching tour. A
snug farm house, delightfully."- clean to
Italianized eyes used to picturesque ruins,
dirt and Aeas, received me, and its mis-
tress, a good old lady, took a mighty in
terest in what she called pictures"
sIf YOU want to draw pretty picture" !"
she said, "there's lovely place-Hickory
House--just across the hill. Miss Mills,
the minister's daughter, made apicture OF
that once"
"Hickory Hall p l cried, and before my
ewes arose vision of Kate Guion and the
fountain in the wood.
eyes" said the old lady. "Old Mr..
Guion owned it, But he's dead, and SOS
the old lady; and Miss Kitty, she's married
to a gentleman by the name of Wilson, and
lives there now, with her family and Miss
Dorothea -
"Miss Dorothea p / remembered nc
such person, but thought that / shoulc
like to see Kate once more, for cd times
sake, and as the sun went down fount
myself at the gaGe--a new one-whlci
opened into the garden.
A stout lady, somewhere about thirty
, stood on the porch, chatting with a gray
, but pleasant looking man. She lifted ne
matronly head, the ripping hair knotte
' at the back, and looked at me politely an
4 inquiringly.
5 Could it be Kitty?
] aDo address Mrs. Wilson ?" asked
: eyes" replied the lady, "that is m
! name and, dear me ! it isn't possible ths
YOU are Mr.. Arlington. How glad | al
t to see you, This is Mr.. Wilson. Come II
e You are stranger"
j I was. did not know her and nevt
II did.
. After awhile I became acquainted wit
: plump. coed natured Mrs Wilson, b,
T. Kitty Guion, never returned again
q. "And do you remember Dolly?" erie
e Mrs. Wilson. "She remembers you
v know. "Tom," to boy by her side, 9ci
" your Dolly IS sixteen now, d
Sc Abbington."
" A voice in the passage foot on Il
~ threshold--a startled glance---a cry of ;
m most childish joy, and Dolly. with bo
Q. hands extended, came toward me. Lit
n; Dolly still, though grown woman, 4
Mt same, only more beautiful and more wi
+ ming And she knew me at once. The
as is such delicate hattery in being knoN
nv on the instant after many years. Who C
resist it?
To- Again and again. as the summer wan
ye. and the hickory leaves grew red in autul
sunlight, passed the gate and entered
tie the door. Often I sat with Dolly on
ms porch, often wandered with her in the g
art den; at last came with fixed purp
nd. in my heart-that of wooing and winni
in Dolly-the enfant terrible Of those
yht times.
ler Yet perhaps the child, who had so p
dered on the probable estate of my W
lad might like her cousin Hubert better fl
TIL husband yet, for L was not rich, and co
To give little but nay love.
ith And SO I went little doubtingly to
osy house one day, when I knew that she
ade all alone, and found her in the windov
ure the old dining room, knitting with be
of and scarlet silk. I came behind her
site laid something on her knee-a withe
and nut--the old long cherished gift of B
and Dolly
be- "Philopena ?" 1 said-"Philopena !
res, you remember it"
i in She blushed rosy red,
col "Have you kept it all this while |"
v is cried II thought | was the only silly o.
lent and out of her little needle case she d
,po- the twin to my withered almond,
und 'sI have caught you" said, "and
bril- are bound to give me present"
lend sI will knit you this watch pocket,
and said. cit was for my brother-in-law,
you shall have it for your philopena.'
but nNo," I said---"no, Dolly, | want s.
W thing more precious than that You p
will I ised me grand present.
$50 / did, and she laughed again;
sned you see have nothing very precious,
imly must be this or cigar case"
allie "Dolly, you have one very pre-
lg- thing" 1 said--'so precious that | HI
me dare ask you for it; . precious little
avery pearl Will you give me
idow Dolly? Will you give me yourself
mas philopena r. -4Askg-N .zs1c 4aa Z.
d me She did not say s'ne," she did moi
tions fyes" -she never spoke-but her eye
lane, aud 1, caught her to my heart and l
oard, then, as 1 have known ever since, t
mel- gift rarer than ruhi es or diamonds
what been given, me whepsI won my philo
ng A 1. III -----------..s.-->sz--=----------
q me r Big AND LITTLE.--0ne day fsrmsl
.Eu Mi.n ving along in his wagon, stopped andt
aAe poor little boy The boy seemed
pleased, But soon he seemed filed