The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1870-02-24

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shakeniis faith---and ne had 100 pa.
tience with his son's ine1rable heart.
burn. But this raiilery,t yeptiing and
downright anger wore alike IN vain.
Daniel wrote love soanets nnlsr his
fathers very eyes, aud drained bis own
purse in psyirg the travelling expenses
of his marriage proposals with per.
si~tency which Is beyund all praise,
wifen we consider the dissleartening re-
fusals which never failed to come by re.
turn mail. 80 80. : .a = ',I' ., : it,,s Ssss &c.
This state of affairs could netisst al.
ways. Ii As Daniel grew softer, his rath-
ergrew harder, till one fatal night, exas-
perated beyond measure at the then
object of his sons atftc.ion.-a country
-n,illiner, WHO couldn't make bread he
willed hts snug little farm to the wild
owed sister, vewlng That 'nota cent of
his property should be used for the sup
port of that doll with bows In her
bonnet!" 1t was harsh aud cruel act;
but the old man was rendered spiteful
by week Of sleepless nights, in which
Daniel had given vent to his tumultuous
emotions in practicng 'Osian's Sere.
nade,' and The Lone, Starry hours on
a cracked flute. 114.t *lr.
Soon after Daniel was disinherited
the milliner discovered that she "had
not known her own mind" and, the
month, following, Mr.. kilgore the elder
settled his last remaining Obligation
the debt OF Misunderstanding h sonly son
bruised in heart and bereft Of fortune.
For few days Daniels flute walled
forth the most doleful tunes, among
which could be distinguished, "I'n
hang my harp on. the willow tree;;" but
gradually it glided back into livelier
airs, till finally, taking up the eulogy Of
Squire Joues' Daughter" 1t thus pro-
claimed its owners restoration to his
usual h. alth aud spirits. IL
Then, hearing that work was plenty
here, Daniel came to Quigsby, and thus
Mrs. Mosely secured gardener, aud
the village clocks a regulator, br, being
gifted with Ingenuity, Ddniel,' on rainy
days, picked up = sixpence in putting
broken jewelry in order, or III repairing
old umbrellas. ... d1t4..
So it fell out that evening that he
was seated Oh the porch step at Miss
Patience's feet, mending her large
square bresst-pin, which looked like an
old. fashioned tombstone, while she
s,temniy knitted away at black stock
ing. -. ~ 80, 80 III.
''You broke this kind ofcurious, re-
marked Daniel, polishing the monu-
mental slab on the cuff OF his left
sleeve. wv ~ 49, ~ "..'s r.. ~ sr-.t 10
II didn't break it, sighed Miss Pa
tiencc, as if it were regret to her.
when was stopping ut the Widow
Qretci.e'l's. her ,graadchiid was possess.
ei 70 play with ti,ats pin; and when
WAS lm wing oile O. A.Y sinking spells, he
got it at.A pounded il with fat iron.n'
"Wiiow Grctchell, at Shy Corner?
Why, she's my aunt, and she's living
ss,sslly, fAthsr's fara. do YOU. know
hsrn 4s 'PH1s ta
Ii .J,,sta. ven IL II d, Mrs. Moae,y,,"
said Miss Patience. I've just been
making hera little visit She hadn't
fairly got settled af' er moving, 50 | took
right hold and helped her, and I re-
,luember I brought on that spell by
looking over her wool and storing i,er
paper: rags. She felt wfu,ly about MY
pin, and brought, out this yarn I'm
kHilt'.y, sll4 " and would q k,nisa nake me bring it
along a~.s - ..-. -..,
Il want to know!'' said Daniel, who
always adopted the. interlogatiye or ex-
clanatory style iii Conversation
es, your aunt is all awful kind
woman, !" pursued Miss Patience, paus-
ing at the sealn.nee,iie.l II know when
felt II little hetter, and begun to wind
the yarn Oh an old letter l got out ofthe
rags, she took the bull, and would finish
it for me, because looked just gone,
sAesatiH. = nAsA Nh E 4
oa Daniel was 50 touched by his aunt's
kindness that he pressed the me'an'
choly brooch into Miss Hitchins' hand,
begging her not to mention the trouble.
This was the first of many happy
evenings spent by him on the Old porch
at Miss Patience's feet. Never before
were Mrs. Mosely's tools in SO fine a
o,nditis,n;s Cor iA the twilight of Miss
Patience'ssmile. .f,e jovlal Daniel htted
rake. teeth and Whitfield hoe handles
with astonishing ardor; and ,asthe dews
grew heavy anu the hats hitting, he
~onla, possess, ,hin,self Of the gradually
diminishing black ball, and slowly un-
wind it, while Miss Patience guarded
from the qNppness byas. heavy shawl
as slowly knh. .rvs .asA vug94 2e>.a<.
"a Daniel, was i'll love again. and, he
knew it., He had often had the sensa.
tioii befofe, mid vas used tos!t, oiud vet
each time It filled him with fresh rap
ture. There seemed to be an Artesian
wei, OF hope IN his breast, which pro-
tsoted his spirit from drought; and in
spite Of his numerous rejections, lie was