Daily Ohio statesman. [volume] (Columbus, Ohio) 1855-1870, 1866-02-10
NUMBER 192Jfls
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nected with 1t; and If you are willing to
come Tomorrow for short visit, weeah'
see II we suit each other for ailOhger cOm-l
panionship,p s,it gfqr,, ia, ,,,,,,i ,..,,
voice, and, bending down, She lett a'kiss
and a hot tear'upon my withered hand, and
was gone. .s1Doillo.
/ l am afraid my readers would set me
down Tor an absurdIy romantic Old woman
III ! told them all the stories / framed that
nightfor my heroine. The pale, pure face
with its delicate features, golden hair, and
large, ehildlike eyes, fairly hauiited me-
The tiny hands had evidently never known
labor the sweet clear voice was modula3
little figure, with its modest beafing, had
no crihgitg In It's attitddea AT least there
was new nterest9formylonely life;l and
If my new study proved an imp0ster, there
was no one but myself to be, injured, no
children to be trained in error, no young
mind to receive poisonous doctrine, and in
view of all these negatives l felt satisfied
VIZ I56HiS S baSk now, with NJ "a sr ss
protege making the music of my life, find
lit difficult to recall the impressions of the,
irst few days :, bpt few words about my
self may show the reader what my COM
panion was to me. l,, t..f yfrl.,fs.f G. :
( As have said, j was past seventy years
but had been, until within few mouths, in
the full possession of every faculty, and
unusually active and energetic for my
years. Possessed of wealth, had tried,i
withsincerity, to remember that was the
lords steward and if my name seldom
figured upon the pompous lists Of public
charities, trust that the courts and alleys
where my face was so cordially welcomed,
10 oh fldroYr cnafchnd fror,a IOw baf1nfc nf
misery, the industrious supplied with
work, the dying from whose bed the sting
of want was swept away, the aged whose
helpless hands were filled, and the erring
who found an avenue opened for honorable
labor, will bear me witness that i have
earnestly endeavored to be a just almOner.
Six months previous to the day when my.
advertisement appeared, my physician had
passed my doom of future helplessness. A
severe cold, contracted by some guncon-l
scious exposure, had settled in my limbs,
and produced such results as left me, for the
remainder of my life, hopelessly crippled.
My nurse, a strong, good-hearted woman,l
fully capable of lifting, dressing and tend
ing me, at once accepted the post OF per-
manent attendant, with some OF the house,
keeping cares. / had servants for every
lower branch in the domestic department.,
but | pined tor a friend. There were,
plenty to call upon me, to send me dainty
dishes. peTfumed notes or choice flowers,
but none upon whom could call tor con-
slant attendance. Ny relatives all resided
at distance, and there was not one among
them for whose perpetual society l felt any
desire. '1.E i .'.' " 10
In this lonely, helpless life, my compan-
ion came to cheer and comfort me-, l can
not tell the thousand loving graces by
which she won my love, and commanded
my esteem. The yearning, childlike pity
tor my age and helplessness expressed it
self in every tone OF her sweet voice, in her
quick, gentle movements round my chair,
her ready comprehension Of every want,
her tender touch and almost reverential
respect. There was no thought OF myp
wealth or possible generosity in her heart,
only such protecting, yet deferential affec-
tion as helpless age calls for from fresh,
pure-hearted youth. She read beautifully,
with an evident cultivation OF her clear
voice; and, when in some stirring passage,
| have marked her large eyes, her cheeks
glow, and her voice rise clear, In. clarion4i
like tones of enthusiasm, have forgotten
all suffering to 90 hand in hand with her to-
the pleasant lands of ideality and r0mance.
Love for literature, elocution and poetry
had been of the ruling passions of my life,
and it soon became one Of the delights of
my 1mpTlSOnuleHJ 10 OI]eI lOT -AIlc6 bu0
portals of history, imagination, science and
the classics, and watch the eager enthusiasm
with which she entered the enchanted
realms. smile now to think of the hours
passed over our favOrite authors, she seated
ON low chair at my side, my hand often
resting on the braids of her golden hair,
while my pain and her sorrows floated of
into misty background togive place To
the spirit of our volume. Her sweet voice,
rising in passionate cadences of fancied
woe. sinking to loves tenderest intOnations,g
moving forward to martial strainin steady,
measured tones or wailing with despairing]
grief carried my old heart far back tothe
days when this was to me also an inner lie,
resting place from hard realities or every
day monotonies. -' '''"i ," ."
She grew happier, too in our daily intor-l
course. The heavy grief in her dark eye
grew sottened into a quiet resignation,
and her slow, weary footstep grew more
elastic and buoyant as she became assuredf
of my love for her, my pleasure in her
society. E na.ah rr"dr05
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