Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1869-04-09

Of its neck And he-opened the door softly
and went in.
"Tina! '
She put back her hair with both hands,
and looked at him as if she fancied herself
under the delusion of some spell.
''You summoned me, and have come
Tina, my love, shall the old time return to
US once more ? Shall we be all the world to
each other once again?'
1t was full nine o'clock by the silyerstud-
ded time-piece Of the stars before Bruce
Midway rose to take his departure.
''But tell me one thing, Bruce" said
Ernestine, laying her hand lightly on his,
as they stood p1otracting their lover-llke
adieu on the door stone in the frigid moon
light, ''what did you mean when you said l
had summoned you %
He drew a little box from his breast pock-
ct, and slnilingly held up bit Of silver.
"And | wear its mate close to my heart,
Tinap'
"Bruce-surely that is not mig half ofthe
coin 2"
cit aoas your half, Tina
''And where did you find it p
''One of these days I will tell you, dear
NOT in very romantic juxtaposition, how
ever. You remember what | said to you
when we divided the silver piece between
usY BIRD stFaa
AS if Tina had forgotten ore word or syl-
label of those old days!
x = X x \
The iron hand of time has swept away all
those tokens Of lang syne now Mr.. Med
way is middle-aged, bald headed member
Of society, and Mrs. Midway has white hairs
mixed in the golden brightness of her braids !;
but she keeps the worn bit Of silver and its
sweet associations still, and believes most
firmly in true love and romance. ant,
sa A Partisan Romance.
A Partisan letter tells the following story
of Twelfth Night fete in that city
ga wealthy family in the aristocratic
boulevard Of Malasherbe, were amusing
themselves in seeking the kings portion, or
the ring in the festival cake, when a lady in
the company said to the hostess Il wish
my portion to be given to the poorest little
boy we can find in the street." The servant
was dispatched on this freezing night, and
not far from the house he found ragged
urchin, trembling with cold and hunger
He brought him up and ordered him into the
gay saloon, where a thousand lights glittered
aud sparkling fire gladdened the eyes Of
the poor little fellow. Dumbfounded and
surprised, be drew the portion which the
benevolent lady had promised, and, as luck
would have it, the little fellow found the
ring Oceans they use in Paris instead, }
and Of course he was ''king." They all
shouted out that being a king he must
choose queen He was asked to do so,
and looking around the company, lie chose
the very lady who had proposed to cede her
portion of the cake. He was asked why he
chose her He said, II don't know: she
looks so much like mother!" "Mother !!
whose mother p ''My mother! I never
knew her, but was stolen away from her,
and here is her portrait" With this he
drew from his ragged coat likeness, which
proved to be that Of the very lady herself,
who, in Italy, had her child stolen from her
and now he turns up a poor little ragged
savoyard, dragging along miserable exis-
tence in Paris, while the mother, by an in
tuition, perhaps, felt that in the air near to
where she was, was one so dear to her.
A Wife's Love.
Woman's love, like the rose poisoning
in the arid desert, spreads its ray oyer the
barren plain of the human heart, and while
all around it is black and desolate, it rises
strengthened from the absence of every other
charm, In no situation does the love of q
woman appear more beautiful than that of
the wife. Parents, brethren and friends
have claims upon the affections-but the love
of wife is distinct and different nature.
A daughter may yield her life to the preser-
walton Of parent-a sister may devote her.
self to a suffering brother: but the feelings
which induce her to this conduct are not
such as those which lead wife to follow tho
husband of her choice through every pain
and peril that can befall him to watch over
him in danger. to cheer him in adversely,
and eyer remain unalterable at his side in
the depths of ignominy and shame. It is
heroic devotion which woman displays in
adherence to the fortunes Of a hapless hus-
band. When we behold her in domestic
scenes, mere passive creature Of enjoyment
an intellectual joy, Frightening the family
with her endearmcnts, and love for the e8-
IRENE Joy which that presence and those en-
idearments are calculated TO impart, we can
scarcely credit that the fragile being who
seems to hold her existenee by a thread is
capable of supporting the extreme of human
suffering nay, when the heart of man sinks
beneath the weight of agony, that she should
maintain her pristine powers Of delight, and
by her words of comfort and patience, lead
the murmurer to peace and resignation.
WoRrH OF PRErHy FACE When
Abraham approached Egypt, the Talmud
tells us he locked Sara in chest, that none
might behold her dangerous beauty. But
when he was come to the place OF paying
custom, the officer said: s-.4 i-.9
"Pay custom 81
Audi he said: ....-. .,
II will pay the custom"
They said to him:
''Thou earliest clothes"
And he said:
Il will pay for clothes.''
Then they said to him:
81" Tnou earliest gold"
And he answered them;
II will pay for gold"
On this they further said;
''Surely thou Dearest the finest silks
He replied:
II will pay custom for the silks"
Then they SAID:
"surely it must be pearls that thou Ia
kest with thee"
And he answered only:
II will pay for pearls"
Seeing that they could name nothing Of