Smyrna times., 1870-03-02
Long Parted Met Again.


Night before last, Friday, the up-train on
the Missouri Pacific railroad stopped long
enough at the depot here for the following
scene to be enacted and Witnessed 1t was
about II o'clock when the cars arrived; the
sleeping car was crowded and its occupants
were dreaming, the ladies Car next to it had
no St at un0ccupied, and yet lady got aboard
here who must find room somewhere to seat
herself and rest "a little. She entered this car
from its lower end and had walked prOba
bly, half up the aisle without being invited to a
place, when middle-aged gentleman, who had
been lying upon a seat to himself, suddenly
arose and politely offered to share it with the
lady. As politely accepting it, she sat down
beside him. She had seen, from her face,
many years that had been sorrowful, for in
passing they had taken their sunshine with
them and left only the shadows behind. 1t
was such face as one has when the heart is
conscious OF great mistake; when, in looking
back over the past, the eyes catch the CLEAN
OF no streams running upward to ones youth,
where flowers grow and the sunshine fingers as
the dew upon "a summers hill. As the eyes of
the lady became accustomed more and more to
the light, and as they took in the features
OF the man beside her, she became violently
agitated and exclaimed in pail fully acute
tone, as 1t suffering some mortal agony:
The man was no less agitated ON his part,
and his lips worked ncrvOu,ly as he replied to
her:
Yes, we meet again, but under what cir
cumstances! You on your way to meet your
husband. | to meet my wife. All Ellen,
Ellen, it would have heen better for both of us
If We had never seen each other again, since
that cruel day when you left me.
g" And, George, did | not have a reason-a
reason which no woman could have and live
with you? But let the dead past remain burr
ed. 1t is not good to touch it now.
How much longer they sat together anC
what was said between the two through the
dim watches of last Friday night, we know not
but here is the previous history of that middle
aged couple who met under the shadow of
great sorrow at the Missouri Pacific Railroad
> depot in Kansas City.
q orge A, "a young man, fifteen year
' ago lived in the town OF HarrOdsburg, Ky
There he met loved and married young wo
man named Ellen Harrison. 1t was a low
match, people said, aud predicted for the tu
ture much 10y and happiness-the husband be
f, ing so generous aud the wife so amiable. Fo
I years-probably three-the days that passet
: over them and left their heads older, stlle
. not one passionate impulse in their hearts
{ laid not one conocastic hand upon the altar O
, domestic bliss A child came to bless them
u as flower comes to make the spring glad
e grew sick, died and went to heaven. BY an
}, by the husband became careless, cold and ind
e ferent. He drank more than he ever did bC
/ fore, and sought at criminal places for smile
: which before his wife had given him, and fc
u comforts which before his home had been at
/ equate to furnish. His wife's relations nte
5 ferred to widen the breach which might hav
= been repaired and one day, in drunken fro
oi ic, he went travelling with woman who W;
! not his wife. A divorce followed. The pen
Is tent husband, realizing at last the nature Of Il
~ fall before him, came back to his first love Wi
* great bound, and felt leap into flame fro
y the ashes Of his memory all the passion of h
~ wOoing days and all the triumphs of his co
70 quest. Too late. The burden of her repli
~ might have borne that resolute regret, in whi
~ there shOne not one ray Of pity:
l0 1--WE stand on either side the sea,
Stretch hands, blow kisses laugh and lean,
ItOward you, toward me:
But what hears either the keen
Gray sea bstwsen3'
to They were separated for all time. In aft
a years they were both married again, and i
he ed the husband in Platte county, Nilsson
er and the wife in Sioux City, Iowa. The me
Is. ing of Friday night was the first since tn
nd separation, nearly IL years ago, and it will
in the last, probably, this side that shadowy la
in where the waves of the river of death bre
ic upon an unknown shore-kdnSds City TIN