Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1865-04-13

my artist friends, behind me on he SHIRE, IN How
"'re"dy Win parting glasses and waving their
i'.ukerchie.s cheeriy
DOes Il do any one good to go to ltaIyf I'm
not sure. There were hundreds Of artists there
making bad copies of good pictures, and copying
peasant girls with rich complications and short pet
ticotts, AMI bcggsr lads at church poyches and old
women at wells, who were not mellowed vet, IL by
meiowins, jerks meant perfection. But STAYED
there ard painted on canvass, and time sOftcned the
ewes | drew on canvass, and gave some tender
hall tnts, instead of those garng whites and ycr-
millions; and nine years from the day OIL which I
left America, returned wiser if not better man.
No comrades greeted me on the shore. a wa.
dead. Bin England G.. rich and arisiocratic, hold.
ing himself alooi from meaner men, and charging
wonlrous prices for productions no one would have
purchased had they cmInated from the PENCIL of
unknown John Smith. Il was summer, too and
the city we'll nigh deserted; 50 resolved to leave
bricks and mortar. and 90 upon skctchins tour.
A snug farm house, delightfully."- clean to Italian
zei eyes used to picturesque ruins, dirt and fea.,
! received and its mattress, a good old lady,
took g mighty interest in what she called "pic-
lures
"If sou want to draw a plctty picture" she
said, "ihsre's lovely place-Hickory House
lust across III: Hill. Miss Mills, the minister's
daughter, made picture Of that once'
"Hickory Hall.' ] Cried and before nv eyes
arse vision OF Kate Guion and the fOuutiin in
Yes" said the I'D lady. "old Mr.. Guion
owned il. But he's dead, and SOS the old lady;
and Miss Kitty, she's married to gentleman by the
nme OF W ilson. and lives there now, with her fam
/ ilv and Miss DortheI.-"
"Miss Dorothea." remembered no such per-
son, but thought that should like 10 see Kate
once more, frr old tines sabc and and as the
went down found myself at the gate--a one
which opened into tie garden.
I stout lady, somewhere about thirty stood on
the porch chatting with Il grave but pleasant look
/ ing man. She lifted her matrony head, the rip
ping hair kno,ted at the back, and look cd ct me
politely ana inqurinsiy.
! Could il be kity?
| do address Mrs. wilson," asked,
yes replied the lady. ''that is my name, and,
dear me, it isn't possible that you arc Mr.. AbinS
don. How glad am - see you. This is Mr..
Wilson Come in. You are n stranger"
! Twas. did not know her and never did.
! After a while became acquainted with plump,
good natured Mrs ison. but Kitty Guon never
returned again.
And do you remember Dolly7" cried Mrs
Wilson. "She remembers YOU, know. Tom,"
10 boy by her side "call your Dorothea-Doliy
is sixteen now. Mr. Abingdon
A voice In the pissige-a foot threshold-a
startled glance-n cry OF almost childish JOY. and
Dolly with both hands extended toward me Little
Dolly still, though grown woman, the same only
more beautiful anl more winning. And she knew
me ut once. There is such delicate iattery in
being known on the instant after many years
Who can resiStit2
Again and again, as the summer wancd and the
hickory leaves grew red bcueatth the autumn sun
light pa-sed the gate and entered at the door.
Often ut with Dol Y the porch, often
dercd with her ia the garden at last came with a
fixed purpose in my heart-,hat of wooing and
winning Dolly the sn'anf terribl. OF those old
times.
Yet perhaps the child who had so ponder d on
the probable estate of my wife, might like her
cousin Huber; brt' for a husband yet, for ! was
rot rich, mi could give li'ile hut my love.
And 20 went little dOubtngly To the house one
day. when knew that she all one. and found
her in The window of the old dining room, IT
ting with beads and sc,rlet silk; came belini her
and laid som thing on her kuee-a withcrsd nut
the Old long cherished gift nf Baby Dolly.
"Phiinpcni!" | sad-PhilOpeaa. 10 you
RENE. b-r il?
She FLUSHED ROSY rcd.
"Have YOU kept it all this while'" she cried;
Il thought ! was tle only silly one and out of
her little needle else she drew the twin to my
wthrrcd almond.
Il have caught you." | said, "and YOU ere bound
20 give mo pr, sent
Il will knit vow this witch peck It." she said
ait TER To- nv brother-;n Law, but you hall
have J, Tor your philopcna 3"
''No." said. mo, Dolly. want soms thing more
precious than that. You promised ME a grand
PRES n"
$50 did and she laughed az i'm "but you see
have nothing very precious, 50 it must be This or
a ci.ir case. !
"DO1y. Won have one very precious thing"
said. $50 precious that hardly dare ask for il;
precious iiule hcu: y very pearl. Will you
give me that D1llyl VIII you gire me Yourself
for Phiopcna!"
She did not saw "no;" she did not say "ycs"-
she never spoke--but her eyes did. ard | caught
her 10 INV heart and knew then a. have known
ever >ince that a gilt rarer than rubies o dia-
monds hid been given me when won nv phi,o-
nom