American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1868-07-25

tftGted student, she might KaT
found plenty sport but, as for 10y
ing rre, I should have found mysel
mistaken.
India was my salvation, not mere
ly becquse OF my success, but because
my !ab6rious industry had counter
acted the evil of my nature and haC
made me a better man. When. a
the end of three FEARS, ! prepared t.
return, / said nothing OF the retofnia
tion in myself which l knew hal
taken place,
They loved Inc as I was, | mur
INJURED to myself, and titey'shaH ftd
out for themselves whether i an
better worth loving than formerly.
] packed up many token tr3tf
that land of romance and goh fcl
the frient hoped to me, the ..ft
for Mary Moore | selected With q
beating heart; it was ring Of rough
virgin gold. with my name and ACr,
engraved inside that was all and
yet tile sight Of the little toy strange
ly thrilled the as balanced it upon
the tip of'ml~ fingers.
To the eyes of others, it was but
a small, plain circlet, suggesting
thoughts perhaps, by its elegance, OF
the beautiful white hand that was tC
wear it. But to mcAh W much va,
embodied there loving smile on d
beautiful fnee--low words Of wei
come-a futurt home and smiling
facial these daIightS we're hidden
within that little ring Of gold,
Tall, bearded and brcnzed, |
knocked at the door of my fathers
house. The lights in the parlor win,
dow, and the hum of conversation
and cheerful laughter, showed me
that company was assembled there.
| hoped sister Lizzie would come to
the door, and that | might greet my
family when no strange eye was look
ing careleS8ly on.
But no--a servant answered the
They were too merry i'll
the parlor to heed the long absent
one who asked admittancr. A bitter
thought like this ran through my
mind, as lheari the sounds from the
parlor and saw the seli-suppreSsed
smile on the servants face.
| hcsitated moment before max
ing myself known, or asking lor any
Of the family. And, as stood silent,
Il strange app TN grew up before
me from behind the servant peercd
out small golden head, tiny, dell.
cate form followed, and a sweet
face, with blue eyes, was
lifted on minc-So like to those Of
one whu had frightened mg boy
hood. that | starte, haci. with Il sud
len feeling Of pain.
What is your name, my pretty :"
| asked, while the wondering servant
leld the door.
MARY Moore
And what else :" ! asked
She lifted UP her hands to SHADE
her eyes. had seen that very atti.
tude in another, III my boyhood,
many and many a time-aud an
sweredt in Q sweet, bird,lille voice
MARY NooNe Chester
NY heart sank down like lead.
Here was an end to all my bright
lreams and hopes of my youth and
manhood. Frank Chester, my boy
sh rival, who hid often tried, and
ried in vain, &c uSuIp my place be
ide the girl, had succeeded at last.
nd had won her away from me
This was the child-hiS child aud Z
Idry's,
| sank. body and soul, Ecro2eh .
his blow, and hiding my face III ny
ands, ! leaned against the door,
Thile hT heart wept tears Of blood F.
he little one gazcd at me, grievcd .
nd amazed, and put up her pretty .
ps rs if about to cry, while the per. (
leXed servant stepped TO the parlor .
oor, and called my sister out to see
tho it was that conducted himself
0 strangely | heard a light step
nd a pheasant voice, Sae ihE-
Did yor wish to see ~ father,
ir.r .'"''' ''
J looked ur. There stood a pretty,
weet- faced maiden of twenty, not
luch changed from the dear little
lister haS loved so well. | locked
{ her for a moment, and then stilllng
he tumult OF my heart by mighty
fort, opened my arms and. said.
Lizzie. don't you know, me r''
"IIarry! oh, my brother Harry /
he cried, and threw herselfupon my
reast. She wept as ii her heart
ould break. I,
| could not weep. ] drew her gent !
: into the lighted parlor, aud stood
it'll her before them all.
There vas a IRISH and a cry of JOY,
nd then my father and mother
lranr towards me. and welcomed
e home with heartfelt tears. Oh.
range and passing sweet is such a Z
reeting TO the way.worn traveller. I
nd as held my dear old mother
my heart, and graSred my fathers
aud, while Lizzie clung beside me,
FELT that all was not lost, and al ,
.ough another had secured Ifis's
IoiceSt blessing, many JOY remain
1. for me in The dear SANCTUARY Ct
ONE. -..-
There were four other inmates hf
le room who had risen cti ny sud. :
pn entrance. One was the blue
red chila whom ] had already seen, /,
nd who now st0pd beside Frank .
hester, clingifgSo his haHd. Near