Democratic enquirer. [volume] (M'arthur, Vinton County, Ohio) 1867-1873, 1868-06-04

UNIV lIt uhuEulCl VI "a pun ChBO wa
fisherman was this "Mother Anita" whose
little story am going TO tell you, uansla-
ting it from the rough phrase OF the rude but
kindly people among whom / spent my last
summer vacation, into few simple words
of my own. l do not think you will call it
sad story it is not such to me, although
I traced il backward from its closing chap.
ter written on marble in the little grave.
yard; ou-,,,, 3,,r
Age, &c.
Not sad, since death, coming. however
early, cappot mar The proportions Of q
beautiful life. The power OF the lconoclast
st ps with outward form-the lair ideal re.
mains for evermore a part of the worlds
inconuplible treasure.
Anita's sweet, foreign name suited her
well. Perhaps its choice had been guided
by some subtle mother instinct, springing
arbutus like, out Of the rough soil and
amidst the stern SHOWS of circumstances.
Her features were rare study, c0mbin-
ing the beauty and nameless grace for
which we do not often look among those
whose very life seems a continual war with
hostile elements. But nature, in touching
the face OF her child to a marvellous per-
ection, had acted in tender obedience to
the great law of compensation traceable
through all the works of God-for Anita
was hopelessly hunchbacked. Her defor.
nifty was the key to all her life. Doomed
to a certain solitude and isolation from the
work and play of her sturdy brothers and
sisters, debarred from active participation
In so many of their interests, the child was
thoughtful and sensitive far beyond her
years.
Some natures thus shut up by bodily In
trinity have contracted upon themselves,
like the old torture chambers of the In
QUESTION. | shudder even now to recollect
how once upon solitary journey, as our
which marked little country station, |
saw, standing in theToad side, with averted
face, small figure no taller than an ordi-
nary child OF five or six years old, but
strangely broad shouldered, thought, for
one so young and as still looked curl
ously, it turned about with slow, defiant
movement, and woman's face gazed up
at me, dark, bitter, despairing--the black
eyes, under their heavy brows, full of the
fierce fire which marked the gradual starva-
ton of soul.
Anita g face expressed far different his
tory. The sonowtul mystery of her lot
weighed very heavily upon her, but could
not shake her simple trust that God who
made her, remembered and loved her still.
The rough fishermen, who often looked
aiter her "uh leLuer Whispers as sne pas
seu, lels perhaps 'nae nGr oroW gre" salnty
uhuer tile crown Vi suffering, altnough tney
Wouiu haruly nave put the vague fancy In
words
Inc long, low reach OF SANDY COAST e1-
tehulng 'or mics along me cape Is aiWays
Peculstly dangerous lor vessels ulsaoied
ny ahortnwest gaze out tne 0idest sailors
could remember no more Ialal season tnan
the iall ana winter When anna was eight
years old' AS many as twenty san were
known 10 go 10 pieces Ia single dreaulul
uay upon Ile oar outside lhe naroor OF the
niue lshihg village Ihere was no lack OF
ofaVe hearts ana Wililhg hands 10 give ald,
Wheh aiu was posslnle Dut 700 0llen hu-
han slrGng'n ana sympathy $1,000 power
less oh 'ie shore anu SAW tne ptllcss sur
ges engulI thelr VICTIMS, ieaVlng no trace
behind
sometimes an incoming wave, ike some
ihuge Ieiine creature, would loss It's help
less prey, IN cruel sport, lar up the sandy
Deach' ana so u happened lnat one hlgh:
spar, WIN tBe form Oh woman iasheo
upon II, was cropped az lhe very leet OF
Am es latner, sturdy JOhh grey. Wnen
lhe piece Oh SAL cloln lastehed ABOUT her
was unWounu' child was lound ughtly
claSped III ine arms OF lhe poor deao moth
ei--a llllle BOY perhaps year old. John
Grey, leellng hastily Tor the little heart,
thought he dlscerned some lingering thrill
Oh iile, ana SET OH ior MS cottage at
swinging run, leaving MS companions TO
liOlIow more slowly with their sadder and
heavier burden.
ANITA, who had been standing at the win
dOw, slralnlng her eyes INTO the darkness,
and listening In awe-struck silence to the
boom OF The breakers and the rush and
roar OF the storm outside, met him at the
door win outslretched arms, and LOOK
winch seemed 10 comprehend the situation
az once scarce knowing why he did 80,
the fisherman lald the child IN her arms.
A ! wonderful light broke over her eager
lace:
IN molner molner you can save
nlnl J. sue cIleu'
Inc nshermans Wlle, as was needtul,
was wen VeIseu IN all tne lore OF restora-
uVes, auu oelore TWO hOurs hao passed the
poor htlle wan, mus snatched out oil the
sea, siept pcacelully In AnltIs arms.
royal chii1 ne was, strong-lmoed and
oeautiiI', the olue net WORK oil veins show
Ing WIN starting ulslncnesS through the
Mi'e WIN S. tlansPalens, SKIN a; ol MS temples;
nus nltle garments testlned 10 tne proud
ana lenuer care whicn nao peen taken OF
MN out no.nlng lounI upon MN Of MS
poor TlotneI gave my clue 10 tneir Ioentl-
W. lne sea KEEP us secret wen, lor no
o'1eL soNen Vi Tue napiesS WRECK ever CAME
" .Su sMan ,,o,horn o.;a 1ohn o.o
Wen, , moI5er, salo Jonn urey gfun
, 1uS nos unhinuiy volcei one qay, ne htle
'un az nuss go 70 tne asylum, lsposer
oon1 Show, was tne ., Wlles nesltanI
answer tne universal motner tenderness
looking mrough ner eyes may be we