Delaware tribune. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1867-1877, 1867-07-11

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CHAPTER v.
'ohh ASH Kept the promise he had made
beside the body OF his child. He worked
as induslriously as ever, but no longer
poured his earnings into the "wheel of for
tune, as that engine OF misfortune and woe
was called He had gathered once more
his children around him and decently clothed
ana educated them. The war had broken
out, and Charley, their boy, had gone, laden
with fearful blessings to do and dare for his
country's sake. The accursed lotteries had
perished, let US hope forever, from the soil
of our State, and none had reioiced more
heartily in their downfall than John and
Mary Ash. Johns industry and Marys frd-
gal economy had brought their just reward,
and though they were not rich, they were in
comfortable circumstances and he again in
business for himself.
A few years more pass. Their Charley
has returned from the army safe and sound,
and after spending few months at home,
gone to the far West to seek his fortune.
Ellie, their daughter, is a lappy-cyed sweet
faced girl of eighteen.
Let us take one more glance OF our hero
and heroine before We bid them goodbye.
1t is winter evening in 1866. In stove
much like that into which we first saw John
and Mary gazing, burns cheerful fire. The
gas is not turned down now but is burning
brightly. On one side of the table sits Mary, |
her cheerful face telling no tales of the
weary struggle through which she had
passed, except that there is here and there a
wrinkle which time would probably have
placed there anyhow. ts 5.I Ii
On the other side of the table sits Ellie,
and both she and her mother are sending
their needles flying through yards of future
sheets for future household. Seated at the
head of the table, reading an open letter, is
porily, good-looking man, with grayish
hair, and pair of spectacles astride his
nose. That is-well, we hardly dare call
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