Mineral Point weekly tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1859-1868, 1865-03-08
HOME FROM THE WAR.

stone hearth, and rubbed his hands cheer
lily before the red, roaring blaze that en-
! circ'cd the rude iron fire dog in drifts OF
; ruby sparks.
. He was tai, wiry looking old man,
r with mild hazel eyes, and skin almost rs
brown as the basket Of butternuts that
stood in the corner - man whom YOU
might easily fancy TO have grown up in
those rock bound, wind-swept wilderness
Q es. as the gigantic pines on the steep cliffs
above had grown - stalwart. sturdy, and
true to the hearts core. The room was
, ,ery plain, with no curtains At the narrow
. paned windows, and no carpet save the
old ziezag veins in the hickory boards that
formed the floor; vet there was IN air Of
comfort in the spint bottom chairs, with
: red morccn cushions, and the round table
50 neatly spread for the evening meal -
/, Over the fire an apoplectic black ten ket~
: tie kept up Il dreamy sor@ and old Moses
After y on chiSl sat, with folded arms,
in the chimney corner, watching the va
porous wreath curling from the spout Il
pretty, softeyed sirl, with a late rose in
her luxuriant hraids Of glossy, chestnut
brown hair, and straight we'll defined iea
tures-now in shadow, then a1l irradiated
hv the cheerful torches Of flame that play
cd at hide and seek in and out among the
crevices of the great b"Jb ing, singing
logs.
Have you been to the post office this
evening. father ?? said she, suddenly look
in- up as old Moses gave the great sluoul
dering back lgg sort Of demonstrating
kick
No but met Jim Grayling down Ly
the hemlock hollow and he sait he was q
Goiu str ;-ht there-so | told him to ask
If there WAS anytln. there for our 70 Ks.
He'll be here direct Y, | calculate, for it
must he all Of two hours ago
Il am very sorry said Bessie, almost
petulantlv Father, | detest the sight Of
that man -
My dear daughter demonstrated old
Moses. ~tbat aint taccordin' to either sense
/ or gospel
'.WeI, cant help it. father, eoax5d j
Bessie, stealing her soft, dimp'el hand in
to the rough palm that lay on Moses At
,yrIy's knee Somehow he has always
seemed to me like"
She stopped suddenly-so suddenly that
the late rose fell out Of her hair and lay
on the hearth stone - for, as she turned
her head, she saw James Crawling stand
in- beside them, slowly unloldinGa coarse
white and red worsted comforter from his
neck lie stopped, without saying a word
and picked up the rose for her.
Why, Jim said Farmer Atteriy,-
where on airth did you drop down from
didn't hear you como in T.
Didn't you? I'm sure | knocked loud
enough, said Grayling with dep rcd
flash slowly fading from his check "Pret,
ty well tonight, Bessie p
I'm quite we'll enough, pouted Bessie
without ooking at him, and tossing hei
recovered rose in among the glowing elm
ders Somehow or other it had lost it
charms after having lain IN Jamcs Gray,
linGs hand for a second.
Sit down, jim, said the farmer ANY
mail for Us tonight r
Nothing
What strange smile passed over hi'
face as he saw sudden downward drooE
Of Bessie's eyelazhes- the CULVER arounC
her mouth
No-hin mar very queer, GU see
bessie Ice IN hino "orfieu caus1 sh'
don hear notnin from Henry Ives.
Grayin@ whiSp red with the o!d larmo'
loF " ie" homen's' an" 'heo paused, ma
hc'oosiy turning 10 hotce 'he spark II
"'Ss'S eyes "S SHe ie"''ee' 1C'N'Fo VIII
'e'','.''''. '''elNS '''''' -. ''''e''' ''0''
""I Uoe' ne s'1 sue S"SFeu' '"'h
in@ pale.
Well II afraid You Il feel badly abou
i but friend has written him letter
in which he says Harry Ives was eaptur
Ell, with hrlt a dozen others, by a sSirm-