The States and Union. [volume] (Ashland, Ohio) 1868-1872, 1870-01-26


. ceive visits, to have the privilege
!, being one at their merry little partie
be free to walk or ride when she chos
to have some one-and yes, this W;
most of all, to hive some one to low
some one to lcve her, some one
Fwhom she could go forsympath,
advice, or assistance, as she Tneedet
"There is Blanche Arnold, ";said sh,
musingly, s'she is almost idelized b
her parents and stal@aft brothers
how different is her lot and mine a
her wants are supplied almost befor
she knows them herself and how mic
she always dresses I would lik'
something even half as pretty as thes
sleeves and berthe will be- and, wit
a great sigh, she almost dropped th
little roll containing the delicate mate
rial, she was to so eiaborately embroid
er for the favored Blanche into th,
stream below. It broke her reve-ie
and bright smile, half at the sigh
and half ut her wayward thoughts, she
started on. Wild honeysuckle bushes
a little while before thickly covered
with bright blossoms, but now only
retaining, here and there, few fadin2 :
ones and the ball, graceful clusters
oil, the sweet brier fringed the mossy
edge of the brook like the emerald
setting of radiant pearl. Hnlf-hid
den under their dropping branches,
but where the SUI could often smile
ON it, grew a tiny rosebush, the heavy
masses of pale green leaves, thickly
sprinkied with bright pink buds, just
open enough to show the beauty with
in She bent to gather one, but, as
she noticed the perfect symmetry of
the little plant, came the desire to pos
sess it. She had nothing to- love !:
this should stand in her little window
and be her only friend, the c.:re of it
would be a new and loved recreation
tor her, could she only transplant it
there and its beauty and perfume
would carry her far away into enchant
ed regions, where flowers meyer fade,
and summers never end. She care
fully loosened the soil around 1t and
tried to pull it up, but its roots had
somehow become entapgled wittithose
OF rambling sweet-brier, and all her
strength would NOT separate them.
She tried to break them of, but only
succeeded in twisting them round and
round no purpose, as if the obstinate
particles had resolved that nothing
should tempt them to leave this pleas
ant retreat ard she finally ccu-cd her
efforts, dubiously wondering what
next to do. -'-. y. .i.. s.
"a
Then she beheld standing on the
narrow bridge, where she herself had
stood but a few minutes before, not
the fairy, but tall young man, dres-
sed III a blouse and straw hat, with
light curling hair, and large, longing
blue eyes, cBrelesly holding port
folio in the, hand that rested lightly
On the railing, watching her steadily.
Her face crimsoned. He came for
ward instantly, raising, his hat as if
she had Lcen duchess. pardon me.
said he, pleasantly, ''it / have alarm
I'd you L did not intend to. 1 ANA
artist in search of beautiful
and, stumbling upon this lit
lie town, stopped to see what ofthe
lind it contained, . holding out the
open portfolio as proof of what he
aid. r IL md! I. -,.f r.. |
eyes, I know" said the girl, simply.
Miss Arnold told me Tonight that a
,ninter CAME yesterday in the stage,
md she meant to have her portrait
,efore you went away" s'a2!rf r-f
II am much obliged to Miss Arm
3D." he answered. little haughtiy,
hough A"ButiI do not paint lpor-
rats, and, rs 1 leave tomorrow, it
would be impossible to crafty her.. if
did. But can not assist you?
What were you doing? p Or first ex-
use my negligence-permit me to in,
roduce myself: my maine IS Euston
Hastings, p my home il in New Yo:k, |
nc, as / said before, ,myaorrofession
8 that of q travelling artist Let me
'uli up the obstinate little plant.p -
The frank, pleasant tone and gay
Tords set her completely at ease, and
he watched him: interestedly as he
au'iously severed the tough fibres
ne by one, disengaging them careful
= from their crooked, tangled neigh.
ors. Her eyes sparkled as he held |
p the pretty bush. .-i:'Oh how beauti.
1l!" she exclaimed, enthusiastically ,
l will have it in my room, and then
Irs. Hill will not dare" She
topped abruptly, but noticing his in
uiring look,1 went on. a.tYou see, 5
frs. Hill is my landlady, and this I
1ring 1 set out 81 some yiolets in the /
ard, with her permission too, but she /
ook them up to make rOom for some :
gly marigolds and sun-fowers."1 1
hey both laughed merriiy.'a ii zoa !
'It was mcst unheard of atrocity, l
nd deserved the worst of punish t
tents but you say your landlady. /
lave YOU no parents ?" rai. D sc L c
She sobered Instantly. The quesL @
on brought her back to the real life !
le had nearly forgotten for the last h
and she answered gravely, i
l cannot remember my father at all. v
y mother died nearly four years r
20; and the slender income" on a
hich we had lived died with her, Q
nee then 1 have supported myself" il
Supported yourself?"7 ~ 5iai q
"Certainy. Why not? My profess a
on is that of a seamstress,' said she, Fl
'chly. ''Surely as useful as that of S
i artist, and sometimes nearly,as or d
u -sal1ut If
ftDo you think so !? But let me 81
ow you a few of my sketches, some 81
them, perhaps, are scenes you will @
cognize.'Fhey were very pretty, 81
me of them = showing considerable al
,nius, even if they did not deserve 81
the giJPs admiration. They open ii