Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1870-10-05

than my sister Margle's when she wa
eighteen. ea.
| cannot describe her to you for do
not like to pick sweet flower leaf by
leaf. | can only say rich, warm color
dyed her cheek, brilliant light daced in
her eye. and her lips, red as the ripest
strawberry she found in the pastures, ever
curved with smile.
Father named her Margaret after his
mother, but she called herself Margie.-
When a baby Margaret, second child Of
Charles and Martha Wilson," was written
in the Bible, but Margie became the
household name. | was ten years old
when Margie was born. Mother took the
baby's pink hand and laying it in mine,
said solcmnly, must leave her, Faith,
leave my sweet babe. I give her to you,
and never forget that she is yours, my
daughter
| never did forget the Importance Of
the charge committed to me. Father new.
re brought any one to fill mothers place,
and [ had Margie to myself. Besides a
sisters love she gave me all that would
have been mothers. | never told her she
was to mind me, she always did as [ de.
sired without a word until-well, | will
not anticipate.
When Margie was twelve. Mr.. Bolton,
made me an offer of marriage. He was a
noble man. honored him and it maybe
| might have loved him, but I could not
make it seem right to marry and leave
Margie.
think father was pleased when !
chose to remain at home, but others
blamed me and thought | had false ideas
of duty. have never been sorry | gave
up all for Margie. When | see Judge
Bolton with his handsome sons, | think
"Faith Wilson, those joys were not meant
for you; your children may never rise to
call you blessed but there are some who
will say, she hath done what she could
Margic had none Of my matter-oEfac
temperament. She possessed a vivid i'm.
agination, when a child played with mag.
mary people. filling the woods, the sunny
slopes behind the house, the hooks and
glades, with the bright creatures Of her
fancy We had a few fairy tales, trans.
lations from the German These she ea-
gerly devoured and so gave shape to the
IDEAS that were filling her head. ..
As she grew older air-castles which she
herself was to inhablt took the place Of
her other conceits.
Many a night when the skies were
cleaning with stars, she has sat on the
low roof iuttlng out from our window, and
dreamed of the gay world in which she
would live one day. "He will come for
me, Faith my squire of high degree, and
bear me off to an elegant home surrounded
by all that is beautiful, and you will be
our guardian angel" cannot tell why,
but it panied one to hear her talk SO. She
would laugh at my sober face, and say,
"My matter-of-fact sister cannot even
breathe the air in which my castles float.
Father and | were anxious that Mar
gle should have better advantages for ed
ucation than our village afforded, and yet
we could not bear the thought Of sending
her away from us. She had decided
musical talent, and we were desirious of
cultivating it. While we were making
inquiries, some one told us that the rec
tor in the next town was increasing his
income by receiving few pupils into his
family, and that his wife, an accomplished
musician, would give lessons 10 limited
number. Arrangements were made for
Margie to study with Rev. Mr.. Ormond,
and take vocal and instrumental lessons
of his wife. She was to remain with them
until Friday of each week, when we were
to bring her home and have all the joy We
could until Monday. How long that first
week of separation seemed. Margie's
bird did not sing, but hoped uneasily in
his cage jerking his head from side TO side.
The inspiration OF his life, as ours, was
gone. The pet kitten, missing the glad
ness of tho house, took to rowing The
old clock that we always thought had a
pleasant way of telling the hours, licked
like death-knell. Everything wore a
forsaken look. ! could see father busted
himself more with his patients, but could
find nothing to relieve my loneliness.
Margie came back to us bright and hap
~; she had seen something of the world
outside our home and was charmed. She
told us she was not very much behind the
Others, and that her voice, a rich soprano,
had been highly praised. Father" she