The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1869-11-25
Of the reformation If myself which I
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knew had taken place. q
They loved me rs I was, l mnfmured
10 myself, and they shall And oas for
themselves whether ara better worth
tlovisx than formerly
Ipscksd up many token from ths
land of roaARes ard gold, f"r ths friend
I had hoped ~ meet; the glff t"v Nary
I selec:ed with = beating heart it was d
ring Of virgin gold, With my name and
here engraved an ths iaside-thAt wse all
aad yet ths sight Of she little boy strange
| ~ thrilled me 80 hslaaced ii on sAe tip
of WY Hng%r
To the eyes Of Others il ives but small
plain eiiclst. suggesting some Thoughts
perhaps by les eleganess, NJ he beautiful
white hasa that was 20 wear it,. But NO.
TO mellow much was embodied there
all tAsse delights were hidden within
that little ring Of gold
Tall. bearded and suRbf0nz-d, knock
At abe d OF Of nay fathers house. The
lights in the parlor windows. and the hum
OF conversation and cheerful laughter
showed me that com any was Assem- bled
there. hoped sister Lizzie would CONF
to ihe door, end night greet my family
when no strange eye vas looking carlsssls
on. t''
But ao--a servant answered my ann.
mons. They were TOO merry ~ The pnrlpr
70 heed the long absent one WIN ssk. I.a
for adnittanc~ A bitter Thought lih5
This ran through my mind q. heard the.
.uund frnts chr parlor and Saw the holt
Suppressed rnile on the servants face
| hesitst-es 6 moment making myself
known or askiag f>r any Of the family
And while Atort silent, strange app.
r'tion trsw up before nae; froin behind
tbs servant pesrsd out ssaall golden
head, . tiny delicate form foIlnw%d, ana
a sweet face, with blue eye, was Locking
into mine ~ like those of one whe hat
brightsnd my boyhood, that I started
with y sudden feel n8 II pain. ~ b''' :
What is your name, nv pretty deers''
| asked. while the wondering servaat held
the door.
Mary Moore" 49,. q.
And whAs else >" asked quickly
She lifted her hands q shade her eyes
bad seen that very attitude in another,
in my bnyhnnd. Navy snd many time
and aurwersd in sweet, birdlike voice:
Mary Moore Chester"
| / ".
wss IN end to ell the bright hopes, and
dreams Of my youth and manhood. Frank
| Chester. nv hcyish rival, who often tried
TO usurp NV place beside The girl, had
succeedt q at last, and had won her away
from me. This was the child-his child
and Mary's Observation-Disclosures - ~
I,ssnk, body and soul,. beneath this
blow, and hiding my face in my hands
leaned against the door, while my htsrt
wept tears of blood The lit one gazed
at me. grieyed and amazed and put up her
pretty llps rs if about to cry, while the
prrplexed servant stepped 20 the parlor
door, aud called my sister out see who ir
WAS that conducted himself no strangely.
Iheard slight step, and = pleasant voice
saying t-,-...a...
did you wish TO see my father, sir a"
! looked up. There stood pre- ty,
sweet faced maiden of twenty, not much
changed from the dear little sister I had
! loved so we'll
b looked at her for a moment, and then
stlll;ng the sempest Of my heart, by y
nigh effort, opened my arms and said:
LIZZIE, don't you know mes? +" p
Harry Lob, my brother Harry ~ che
cried, and threw herself upon my breast.
She wept as if her heart would break.
l could not weep. drew her into the
lighted parior, and stood with her before
them ALL t...,, s..,.,..
There was rush and cry of JOY, and
then my father and mother sprang toward
me-, and welcomed me home with heart.
} felt tears ...,
4 oh, how sweet such greeting to the
> way worn traveller. al And as held my
dearol mother to my heart, and grasped
my fathers hand while L zzie chung be-
Islde me felt that all WAS not lost, and
? all horgh an Their had secured life's choc-
est blessing. many a joy 1t manned for me
in. the dear sanctuary at home a7il
JTh"Ie were four other inmates of the
rn"m, who had risen on my sudden en-
arance. One was the blue eyed child
whom had already seen, and who stood
besiae Frank Chester, clinging to hi>
hand Near by stood Lizzie Moore, Ma
: ry IS eldest SISTER, and in distant corner
To which she had hurriedly refreshed
: wlien my name was spoken, stood a tall
Sic der figure, half hidden by the heavy
window curtains that fell to the floor.
When the first rapturous greeting wa.
: over, Lizzie led me forward with timld
: grace, and Frank Chester grasped my
hand. s-........ .. '." t
/ i" Welcome home, my bov!" he said
with loud, cheerful tones | remembered
+ SO well. You have changed so that
!. never would have known you; but NJ
matter about that-your heart is in The
7 right place, know"
sd" How can you say he is changed ??
said my mother, gently; Ito be sure b,
t looks older. and grAver, and more like /
man than when he went away, but hi
yes and smiles are the SAME as ever. II
is heavy heart which changes him HI
; is my boy still" u"
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