Daily Ohio statesman. [volume] (Columbus, Ohio) 1855-1870, 1866-02-12
NUMBER 493.oM


pracuce would most likely be injured by
marrying a woman Of no birth or fiante;
and his aunt, whose death would nakeIh hian
wealthy, was proud and aristocratie, and
would surely spnrn, the husband Of q wo-
man, who, was picked up nobody knew
where. My fatherAI can never think Of
MIN by any colder lname-awas but a few
hours buried, when the news of my birth
was told me, and so, crushed by the double
sorrow, the future looked dark enough for
me to think lightly Of one more pahk.
Horace's mother won my consent to ads
appearance, and before night ], had left NV
old home without one line to Horace or 10
any one else as to my Intentions. NY
fathers present on the fioFhing of his
death Itook with me; leaving everything
ase igs !he hsirataW had been sS.4R hers Is
Whom Mrs. Martyr sent a letter by me,
when your advertisement attracted me,
and IYentured here. Need tell you of
my gratitude for all your kindness. my
deep appreciation of your goodnessp 1
can never you. You mtistfeel ie, fofiiO
words of mine can give it titteranceH adj
| rg Suppose" | said, watchingl her keenly,
''you go to this proud aunt and tell your
story; she may not be so cruel as she Is
represented" ia.1lJ si OBJ iTorAvr1A
'No," she replied; II promised to give
Horace up, and i cannot in honor try to win
a consent opposed to that of his mother"
''Who is this auntp' inquired. SiftAs
81 do not kDow,'o she replied. "Horace
often spoke of dear aunt Elizabeth but
he never mentioned himself AS her heir, or
indeed mentioned her money at all. He
seemed to love her very dearly, but she
may not be the one his mother referred to.
do not know her surname."m ."ma9iI .,fbsi
."Alice,o" | said, gently, do you know
W Of ,l,xrT IL
The pure face lighted with holy lervor
as she said, "Those whom. the Lord loYeth
he chasteneth. His will be done" -
/ was satisfied. | had dnever been attract
ed by the religion worn upon the sleeve, the
can't springing upon trivialoecasions to the
lips the scripture phrases, hackneyed till
they revolted against ones reverence; but
there was quet, holy form of life, pa
tient resignation, OF deep, silent Chris
-tianitv, thatmoIe truly betokened thepnre
holy feryor Of tried religion and these
Alice held surely, ,clasping the, Comforter
closely to her heart, letting not her right
hand see herleft move, PLAYING secfetly
and living her piety, instead OF proclaim
ing it from the housetops. ,,., =. .'.ii ,,,,,.
think she felt happier after her confess
sion to me. There were words of sympathy
which could give now, that seemed 10
comfort her, and it was evidently relief
to speak freely of her adopted father. EV-
cry days intercourse brought our hearts
nearer together, till, like that father,I 1
shuddered over the thought Of losing her,
even for her own happiness. o! If rei,e,t
Alice was sitting in her old place atmy
feet one morning, her hand clasped inmine,
reading a passionate love poem . As the
last word fell from her lips she ocked into
my face with a. sad, earnest, gaze, that
touched me deeply. -,
""Y on have so loved ?' said gently Lll
81 have so loved, so lost my fove,r p she
said.a scan we ever forget? With duty,
resignation and submission, all pointing to
oblivion, can we ever forget", .. -.
She often expressed herself in this met
rical form, but it was, 1 think, the result OF
close study, y,intercoursewithm manly intellect
and reading, more than any afIectation.yrf
""Why should yon forget?" / said cit Is
unnatural to cramp and starve your young
heart to tillthe caprice of avarice. Horace
is2true. Horace knew of your obscure
birth before he asked you to be his wife; he
knew 1t from DR.. Greyson's lips" '''
She was listening with suspended breath
and dilated eyes. usl rf4ufuas aBt
His aunt is ready to give her consent"
| said. ibid you not guess? Alice, nv
child, Horace Martyr is my nephew and
heir, and" -..a. . tHrg "
1 Did she guess, or was his movement for
ward too eagerf only knew she sprang
to her feet turned and was clasped fast in
her lovers arms, her true, noble hearted
lover, who had sought her with breaking
heart, and came post haste in answer to my
letter of summons. .,i...,..sfdrr..,o
My large house is none too big for the
little restless feet that patter up and down
the broad passages, the little voices chat
waken its echoes while my heart is freshen-
ed, my youth renewed, my whole life en-
circled by the love of my nephew, of Alice,
and of their three dear children. 'N9 Dhg