The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1871-11-23

Il before her sometimes he and she sat ,
i walked together, and talked long AM
} earnestly sometimes, on awakIng, sh
, blushed To remern Der that she had dream
. ed of him as her ack wIedgrd lover Bn
the place was the same-maj cstlc ruin
!allen columns, Il stately dom, purp!
hills for background Some grace ~,
European city, perhaps; but how did t1,
place pstsent itself always the same l.
the mind of jenny Espeth, who hat
never been in Europe?
Suddenly fac struck ponr Jennie
heavy blow. One sunny m rning >i..
missed Aunt Marian from the garden
where auut ways used 10 walk Def r,
break fast. Jennie went up to her r. NJ
and knocked, and got no answer She
went in, and found Aunt Marian lying
white and placid in her bed. Jennie
last relative and friend was dead Jen
?ie was alone in the world A week or
two Of tupetaction, aud then of agony,
passed away, and Jennie swoke to the
routine of fe again.
She had many friends and she received
kiud off rs OF u home. She had a sui
ficlency OF money. She resolved to gn
away some where, any here, Tor the oi0
home was odi"us To her, and she Inuged
to begin some active career In her mar
raw village life, she SAID to herself pas
slonately, there was nothing FIR woman
To do; nothing worth w"man's doing
She would g. Il way and he teacher, an
artist, q writer, an exp ;under of WI
mans mission - somthlng, anything,
which seemed to have at once work aud
Signify In 1t; something which mig It sal
isty her that she, woman, was working
In comPanionship- though all unknown
with Louis Sayard. Tie last and only
tie which bound her to her birth place
was rud"Iy sn.ppad wuen VI Lrlan Els
pcth's CONN was laid in earl h and NV
she would leave the place forever.
The very night OF. her aunt's funeral
Jennie dreamed dream which, IN her
wild condition, she regarded as revrla
SION and command from destiny. Again
familiar surroundings she saw Louis Sa
ward, and he smiled aud beckoned to Der
and said Come !" She cried out eager
y b cause his figure was fading, and
begged dim to tell her where aud she
seemed rather to read the word on his
lips than to hear 1t spoken-the word
Rome"
She woke with start and cry Yes,
that was the city Of her dreams-R me
Rome itself was the place which had
been shown to her. How could she have
-ver failed to know it: In r ,me, then
she would find her destiny There she
had been ordered to go. The girl begar
to regard herself as one on whose benai
the powers above had condeacended 10
make special revelation.
Ony think Of the murmur, the wonder,
the angry remonstrances that arose III
JcnnIe's circle OF friends and acquainl
anCes when it becamt known that sh
had resolved to 81 to Europe, and to Ii e
IN Rome! Really 1t needed all the inf1u
ence of the dreams and the faith in The
spc lal revelation To keep up her couragc
aud her resolve. But If you Can ouly
persuade yourself tLaJ you are child OF
destiny, you may do anything jennie
smiled calmly at remonstrancr, and set
out for Rome as Joan of Arc might hav,.
started tor Rheims Or Charlotte Corday
Tor Paris. Had she needed stlmuiant to
keep up her courage, she would have
found it in her renewed dreams
Now please don't Imagine that our
pure New England girl was setting out
on chase tor Il lover. She had not the
falntest idea OF anything of the kind
Her dreams and her self delusi0n would
have been mean and miserable indeed, ii
hey had pointed to such an end as this
Jennie never supposed or hoped or even
wished, that she might meet Louis Sa
ward in Rome. She would never have
gone had she believed that he was to bt
| found there. No; her delusion, such as
Il was, took another form. She had
wrought herself into the belief that she
was TO be enobled and guided in some
way by her love for Savard, and that his
presence in her dream was ordained as u
sanction and authority for the step she
was hidden to take. She solemly believed
that in Rome she would find the starting
point of a new caseer, and that the mys-
FERROUS influence of Savard would guide
her there, as it was guiding her in New
England. Other and meaner or mere per.
sonal hopes and thoughts che did not
cherish, and would have honestly scnrned
Her resolve sustained her as Enoch
Arden's did him-at least until she reach
ed Rome. There, it must be owned, her
heart sank within her. Everything look
ed so prosAlc, so unheroic, so mean, beg
carly and commonplace She had yearn-
ed to DE there had throbbed with sort
OF divine foreboding that there, at the
very gates, she was to find the guidance
t. better, fuller, more active and fruit
tul life than she had before been leading
and now she was in Rome, and no gaid
anc appeared. Life seemed there the
same as everywhere else-narrow, grasp.
ing, egotistical and vulgar. Trade was
trade and money was money in Rome az
well as elsew here. Fashion and idleucse
and frivolity were as pert ON the pincian