The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1868-07-16
St CLOUD, MINNESOTA THURSDAY Jolly le, 1865 1

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\ Mr. THoMPso soN's UM
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,tAusai.l,, Win you would pr.oti.
Chsa Chopin ! i. imn.iob. Nj. Thompson liks
fdsa mdsgsio. -E,h sae''lssaIa odI .8s4ss1:
i e Ohst hov siofI was Of sheariu
I about M: rhonpsoas! ny poora.uu
'th5 aiaits'a.at'ie vsryal llndy,ef eeulss, bu
|1hs hstls knsw ~ shsImade me. hat
.tsote singh gsatlemena whom <shebs .
wished me t0 please. II was an orpha,
and had tforty pounds a year., and m,
aunt's. annuity died, with her ; 80 I sup
pose her anxiety to- see; me married VA
both commendable and natural, but t,
mo it was dreadful. Moreover, perhap.
because 4 Vas, , proud girl. and per
haps, too, because sIss;was = foolish one
the mere hot Of = man, young Or mid
d|ssaged-ffor only. tho old =. and welded
were excluded coming = TO- the. house
on 2! ! my ~ !, account, made him detsst.ble ia
nv eyes. I tsheuld not wonder, if that
were the reason. Why T. pleased none. I
was said ID g b pretty may Say that
nov, a!aAsl i i j. i 80 long .go-but plain
or gir'lss, With no greater advantages
that tll4' | bad, vent off.at > premium in
the g marriage market, and I remained
Augusta Raymond, uncared aud un-
sought for. / did not care, not I. I
only lamented that aunt would worry
both these unfortunate gentlemen: and
me With vain efforts to make them ad-
mfrs me, and nake ne ike them She
~ w.'.l j: ny best friend, however, and I
loved her dearly. 50 ! nov, ,s,at dow, down
to the piano and played Chopin 3 march
and practised for tie benefit Of the Dc.
voted Mr.. Thompson, who Vas 10 % come
this evening, md who little knew, poor
fellow, he Rsdsbeen invited to spend a
week with IL ior' the express purpose
Of falling H. 'los,o With bis second oous-
ms niece. Ihad not seen him since ]
was' child. He vas i. young man
then, tall, dark and grave, and already
on the road to prosperity. He was .
rich man now, At least rich for such !.
poor girl q ! was, but he was Mr..
Thompson, and = hated him besides,
he must be Old, quite old. ~@ = -"
81 l thought Of all these things while I
was playing, and. then I forgot them,
for the divine music bore me away, and
music was apassion to me then. -.
;@ We lived in the country, and small |
but beautifulgarden enclosed my aunt's |
cottage. It was I low, one, with broad
rooms, a little dark perhaps, yet strange
y pleasant. Atlls.st,, they seemed 50 |
10 me. dearly liked the room in |
which I now sat playing. 1t was our
beat room, but; it was also our sitting |
room.a "A central table Vas strewn
With books some Of which were dear
Did friends, and others were pleasant
aud new acquaiutanees.s Flower-stands |
otk-basksts, !, aud delightful ehairs, !
chairs paade to read 9or dream in, addsd |
10 the attractions Of this apartment. Il
'njoyed it1sven Is I played; but then,
to be sure, the windows were I'll open, |
md every one gave me : glimpse Of
The green garden, with patch Of blue
Ky above its nodding trees, and the
sweet scent Of the mignonette came in |
With every breath of air. Where are
you now, pleasant room. and green gar
den? !? The ruthless hand Of man has
laid you waste, and my eyes can see
you no more. Is there no home for |
lost places, no dreamland ike the Indi-
ms hunting grouud, where the things
that have once been may enjoy = shad-
IVY existence! Are you really for
ever gone and lost, save when you come
back every time = woman, whose hair |
d turning gray, hears that grand mourn
fal music to which your pleasant home
liness would seem 20 little akinl !
" my dear! Mr.. Thompson p said
ny aunt's voice, as I closed the instru-
ment. I turned around and saw him :; |
Eall, dark, grave, very little .ltered.-
We had expected him for dinner, and |
he had come for luncheon; !; I forgot
how the mistake arose: As he opened
the garden gate he met my aunt: They
had heard me playing, and stood by one
Of the windows to listen. When III
ceased, they entered tho room, and it
was then that, Is I said, I;saw him.
% / did not know il It the time, but I
knew Il later; I liked him from that
very moment / am not sure that sv-
cry girl would have liked Nj. Thomp-
son. He swas very decidedly good
looking, and was both shrewd and pleas.
ant; but he had quaint and abrupt
manner, which vas apt to startle strau.
gers. I liked it well, however. liked
that eccentricity which never tsok him
too far, and that slight want Of polish
which gave favor to everything he said
or did. ! liked all, except his umbrel-
10. That l detested. It was large,
solid, massive, aud dreadfally obtrasive.
He had i in his hand On. that bright,
warm day, and - long . our acquaint.
ance lasted I never saw Mr.. Thompson
without it. Later, whom our. intimacy