Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1865-06-21

on are here, repHed the man UUb
what Of your dipper2 Hal as I live, It's
an old tin dipper, rather the worse for
Wear-tied up in a ragl Well, it's saved
your IifoP
Then the good man put her into his
rough farm wagon, and conveyed her
home, taking particular care to relate to
her mother the imp6Ftant part the dip
per had played in the rescue Of thechild.
4 tell you, ma'am, if it hadn't been
for that ar tin dipper's keepin' her above
water, she'd been dead drowned Rfore
any mortal man would a reached her!
Thank the dipper, marm, and not me =
This unbiased account Of the praise
worthy behavior of the dipper, softened
Mrs. Phillips towardsit, and she allowed
Eva to keep it wherever she chose.
Months and years rolled away, and
when Eva Phillips was fourteen, she was
sent to celebrated female seminary in a
neighbOring State, from whence, after a
three years course, she was emancipated
finished young lady But her learn
ing and accomplishments had not spoiled
her, and she was the same gay, light
hearted little fairy who had begged a tin
dipper from Eugene Fuller, twelve years
before.
Shortly after Eva's return to Wheat
void, her mother sickened and died, and
although in many respects a harsh
woman, she was long and sincerely
mourned by her daughter.
With the coming Of summer, Mr..
Phillips, at Eva's urgent desire, let his
farm for a couple of years, and with his
child set ont upon European tour
Eva's beauty excited the most fervent
admiration wherever she went, but, al
though she received many offers Of mar
riage, she preferred to remain with her
father. They visited all places Of interest
in Southern Europe-sighed over desc,
late Rome, walked upon the lava of
Vesuvius, btheld the magnificent pros
pect from the higest peak Of Mont Blanc,
aoated upon the waters of Lake Con-
stance, admired the impregnable fortress
of Gibralter, and sojourned for some
months in the French Capital.
At last they took passage from Liver
pool to sail daily towards the blue dis
lance where they knew home was. A
prosperous passage was theirs; and from
the bustling American metropolis they
took the Express train on the Eastern
Rail Road, which would set them down
at home before sunset.
But alas how little do we know Of
coming events How little do we realize
upon what slender cord hangs our des:
tiny At lightning speed the train
which carried our travellers, sped on
Eva, JOYOUS and cheerful in view Of be:
holding once more the dear old place
her father rejoicing in his daughter:
happiness. In crossing bridge built
on broad but shallow river, the machine.
fy became dis6fdorod, and in an instant
the foaming monster plunged into thy
river, dragging the train after it.
At the first shock of the overthrow, Z
young man, who for the whole journey
had been regarding Eva with a fixed at.
tention, dashed towards her and claspinG
her in his arms, reached the tottering
platform just as it was going over-OnC
frantic leap and he, with his senseles'
burden, went down beneath the water tt
rise almost instantaneously and strike foi
shore.
Boldly he swan on, and at last il
safety reached the land, when, after Civ
ing Eva into the care of some benevolen
people who -dwelt near the bridge, he re
turned to the scene of the accident, hop
ing to be of some service in resouinl
those yet inperilod.
Sad to relate, Mr.. Phillips was arnonI
The killed, and Eva, on the return 0
consciousness, found hersolf orphaned
and alone in the world, among strangers
It was a new and terrible experience t
her, and her shrinking spirit was nearl
broken by the shock. She suffered her
f self to be guided entirly by the advice o
J her unknown preser9er-dependihg uFc
him with the trust of helpless child
: Under his protection Eva sat out 70
2 home-homb no longer now that ther
we're none on earth to care for her. TIL
4 house at Wheatwold had been closed tn
r greater paFt Of the time during the al
t senoe of its owners, and had only bee
, opened few weeks before in expectatio
r of their coming. Everything there wa
damp and mouldy-the curtains wei
falling to pieces in the continual moi
S ture of the atmosphere-everything boz
e the impress of gloom. Still heavier fe
II that gloom when the closed coffin hOlc
# ing the remains of Mr.. Phillips vi
d brought into the long, dark parlOr-
10 awaiting the funeral service of to-mo
rows morn.