The weekly Oskaloosa herald. [volume] (Oskaloosa, Iowa) 1855-1885, 1871-07-20


old man, who, now that his fit of pas
sion was over, longed daily anC
hourly for the presence of his chile
his darling Josie. But his stubborn
pride was not yet humbled enough
to allow blm to seek her; and s,
the weary days went by, and b,
heard no tidings Of his daughter
whose face he had not seen since OF
the morning of her wedding day.
At last, when golden dandelion.
and delicate anemones began to writ,
the sweet promises of spring all over
field and wood, and infused warm e,
tint into the golden sunshine, Cap
tain Wycherly could sit at his cham.
Der window and look out upon famil
lar scenes.
what house is that p he asked OF
John, the servant, pointing to an ele
giant brown stone mansion, ofpalatial
dimensions. which occupied the place
formerly dedicated to row of cot
tages.
That, sir = said garrulous John.
why, that's the new house built by a
foreign gentleman, who took a fancy
to the place, strand paid good
round sum for it, too. Why, they
say there's no end to his money 4; and
ne has tile, besides-lord or duke.
something, sir, whatever it NAV be.
Perhaps you've seen 'em, sir p
And John, who regarded his mas
ter as a sort of travelled paragon, to
whom nothing foreign would be at
all unfamiliar, from "a royal duke to a
Bengal tiger, looked up for a reply.
Yes, John, I've seen 'em and |
can't say they look much different
from other people, except a trife
uglier, perhaps
oh, sir, not any better~than other
people /! and she-the sdukess' I
mean-sending you that nice wine
while you were ill ? Yes, and the
nosegays, and
Stop, John what do you mean p
why, sir, when they first came,
the lady heard that you were ill, and
she sent over bottle of rare wine.
with her compliments and e, cry
day since then she has sent a servant
to make inquiries about you, sir;
and always bouquet of choice flow,
ers for your sick room-not that Won
ever noticed 'em, SIR said John, with
some disgust 'and so told the man
who brought 'em, but they came ey-
cry day just the same
And why said his gruff master.
touched more than he would have
chosen to confess by these attentions
from stranger-'why should this
foreign lady do all this for a rough
old man like me p
Perhaps this will tell you, sir
and John drew from his pocket a
dainty little note. 1t came this morn.
ng,'
Captain Wycherly opened it, and
'ead as follows:
DEAR SIR
II hear that you are lonely old man
without klth or kin to cheer your solitude
l hough In all this wide world there is no |
me 10 Call me daughter, yet remember
Nheh enjoyed the fond protection of one |
VINO was the dearest and most induIgent of |
athers. L have only done for you what |
would wish another to do for him, if he was
ii and lonely like yourself | hone Won
viii allow me to call sometime to cheer and
!muse you.
Your NEIGHBoR."
Heaven bless herr said the old
nan, with tears in his eyes the rug
Jed lines In his face softening Az he
bless her for her kisd.
Tess to a lonely old man. John,
But John had disappeared. A mo-
nent after he opened the door, and
allied out In stage whisper,
,Oh master, she's coming-in a
Xix bit for an empress, and with lew.
Is shining in her hair. Oh, mas.
er-
But this rhapsody was cut short
y the entrance of the lady herself,
Tho, with her silken robes trailing
n the floor, crossed the room, and
TODD 10y the captains chair.
Madam he began, but stopped
! confusion.
Was it dream, or was it Josie
no stood beside him, her arms
round his neck, her check pressed {
his, and, amid sobs and broken
kclamations, told him again and ,
gain her JOY at this meeting? 1t ,
as too much. The captains resent |,
ent melted away, dissolved in the :
ars which fell upon the face of his {
airing as be pressed her in a close g
nbrace.
But what does this mean p he said
rtast, when he had made her sit c
leoslte, where he could gladden. his !
rd' with the sight of her fresh sweet
tn Where did these come from. '
'teeT And he touched the glitter. 8
wells that shone amid her SUNNY
res s
bent y, don't you know, father +? Is e
cad pie you have not heard +? When
'yed = your Josie the Wycherly "
irm- yd, you gave the richest OF d
II a kessions, though none of us D
har- ncen. Yes she continued "
tier, loeg her fathers ouest;on;nn o.
N of thalack and sluogisb s,rons ..
,ent- weld the Wycherly farm de- 81
re- thaDurce of wealth richer 81
con- MIA. gold placers ot Col;fo ~
enriaroleum oil wells have
old dream beyond our widest
ych- count today 'Duke ais fc
lso. thousalth by hundreds Of g,
re- she adst We do not forget "
that that va a miscellaneous \
er. II to you, dear faith. dj
yeh- Perha ~ ~
ana III the mstestations, couched IL
ent terms, would he