The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1871-08-01

heard slight step, and pleasant voice
saying: MI. s8GE M Ns Ii
FsDid you wish to see my father sir n
Hooked up. There stood a pretty
faced maidensof twenty, not much chang
ed from the dear little sister I had loved
so we'll Ilooked at her for a moment,
and then stilling the tempest of my heart,
-bya mighty effort I opened my armsand
said:
"Lizzios don't ySu'kb9w meTr1 II
Harry oh, my brother Harry p she
cried, and threw herself upon my breast,
and wept as if her heart would break. u
could not weep. I drew her gently
into, the lighted -parlor, aud stood with
her before them all.
There was a rush, and q cry Of ioy and
then my father and mother spfang toward
me, and Welcomed me home with heaft-l
felt tears. Oh, strange and passing
sweet is such greetingto the waylworni
traveller. And as held my. dear old
mother to my heart, and grasped my
fathers hand, while Lizzie clung beside
me, felt that all wasnot 9yet1lost; and
although another had secured life's
most choicest blessing, many az joy re-
mained for me in the dear sanctuary of
home. iHrg 50 .mt sa.r3DrUl Ioiislr, i4
There were four other inmates Of the
room, who had risen on my sudden enc
trance One was the blue-eyed child
whom had already seen, and who now
stood beside Frank Chester, clinging to
his hand. /. Near by. stood Lizzie Moore,
Mary's eldest sister, and in distant COR
ner to which she hurriedly. retreated
when my name was spoken, stood tall
and slender figure, half hidden by the
heavy window curtains that fell to the
floor" ''oo* 'P'-" '1o''i'h1 d." .'
. When the first rapturous greeting was
over, Lizzie led me forward with timid
grace, and Frank Chester grasped my
hand | ca ..i, ol SgHlIGa '5g LIlc2 ! pidl
Welcome home, my boy'p he said,i
with healoud, cheerful itonesII remeni-a
bered SO well. /" You have changedso that
l never would have known you; but no
matter about that, your heartis in the
right place, 4 know" la>oqna ajasa ( aoi
HHowichn. you say he IS changed p
said my mother, gently" 10 be sure he
looks older and grayer, and more. like "a
man than when he went away; but his
eyes and smile are the same, as ever, 1t.
is a heavy heart which changes him. He
islmy boy stillPoj ,.jaax, a,g II Balls sst !
f. Heaven help me At that moment !
felt like boy, and it would rhave5abeen
ablessed relief to have Bept upon her
bosom as had done in my infancy. But
j kept down the beating Of myheart, and h
the trempr of my lip, lapd answered quiet
ly, as | looked into his full handsome
face, ,., ..,.. .,,,,;u,r ..,r ...a
You have changed, too, Frank, but I
think. for the better" M,
"Oh, yes4thank you for the compli-
ment," he answered with a hearty laugh.
My wife tells me ] grow .handsomer
HI Ills wi w2fa Gould 1 hear Chat t name and
keep silent still. 'ti5n'
@And have! have you T seen ny my little gggihriI ri b
he added, lifting the infant in his arms,
and kissing her crimsoned cheek. 4"
tell you, Harry, there is no such other
in the world. Don't you think she looks
very much like her mother used to?" cog
q" Very much" I faltered.' ID lo 'f} odl
Hallow cried Frank, with sudden
ness which made me start violently Ir"I
have forgotten to introduce youato my
wife; l believe you and she used to be
playmates in your younger days--yes,
Harry and he slapped me on the back
+" for the sake of old times, and because
you werenot at the wedding, l will give
you leave to kiss her once, but mind old
fellow, you are never to repeat the cere-
mony., Come here she is; l for one
want to see how you will manage those
feIocious moustaches of yours in the op;
eration." :.
He pushed Lizzie, laughing and blush
ing, towards me, A CLEAN Of light and
hope almost too dazzling to bear came
over me, and cried out before thought
"Not Mary" ~ " 7''''
must have betrayed my secret to
every one ia the room But nothing was
said even Frank, in general so obtuse
was this time silent | kissed the fair
cheek Of the young wife, and hurried to
the silent figure looking out of the win.
dow. ..ll 5Hora8o a1oa
Mary-Mafy Moorev' / said in "a
low, eager tone, " have you no welcome to
give tho wanderer2" u13saotae ,,.Itll
She turned, and laid her hand in mine,o
and said hurriedly-- Di5al .d.Hay 81
r." 1 am glad to see you here, Harry po
Simnle words. and wet how hlessed