Juniata sentinel. [volume] (Mifflintown, Pa.) 1846-1873, 1872-07-31
Select STORY.
1yndon's Rose.
FROM BALLoUs MAGAZINE.

We were p!ayma.es in boyhood and
firm friends in latter youth - Lyn.
don Anthon ard |. Both were mother
less. and l was father.ess. too. Ny
father, at that time of his dea!h, was in
etfluent circumstances. and Mr Anthon
being his nearest friend, was appointed
my guardian. SO he came to live at my
home-Maplc River-bringing with him
Lyndon, his onl y child Hc Was poor,
but gentlcmanly and kind ard he man.
aged my fathers estate in an able and
conscientious manner, giving me, wit h
Lyndon. fathers care
Lyndon was a greater favorite with
the household than |. lie was a hand
some boy, genlle AMI m;!d while was
plain in appearance. and restless in dis
position. He was blue eyed and fair,
dark, and tall for my age, seeming much
older tlian really was. At school
was favoriie with the tutors. but the
pupils seldom liked me, for was distant.
and shrank into myself The teachers
were kind TO me because | was invar
IDLY perfect in my rcsitations almost
devonreG my books. more because l
wished to finish them and seek for some
thing new, than from love of study.
Lyndon always understood me. al
ways loved ine. whether was moody or
gay; and though iavorite with his
schoolma,es, he would never leave me if
| desired his companionship. So we
grew to manhood aud when VIC left
college he settled down to study law
with his father. while ! who as allowed
to follow the bent of nv own incliDations,
determined to set upon an Eastern tour.
One evening, soon after | had made
this resolve. Lyndon and ! took a stroll
down by the river side. There we met
an ugly cronc, fortune teller, belonging
to struggling band of gipseys, who
were temporarily wandering about the
neishborhood.
"Let me tell your fortunes. young
gentlemen" she said. in a whining voice,
which struck me as being assumed for
the occasion.
"Why should wish to know my for.
tune :" l asked, rather sharply. 1T
uufolds itself all to slowly, it is true
bet fancy it is scarcely lovely enough
20 charm me with contemplation Of its
beauties"
"Let us hear what she has to say,
Tom," said Lcudon. in his cheerful
voice. at can do no harm, assuredly.'
"As you please" / answered, recall
ing the gipsey.
She thanked me as | placed some
money in her hand, and then, as | step
ped back, she turned to Lyndon, who
stood with a bright but half-inc-edulous
smile upon his face.
"You are very pleasant tempered
young gentleman" she said, gazing upon
his open palm with wise and mysteri
ous look upon her dark face. "A happy
life lies before you. You will love, aud,
what is better, your lady will be true
Thank you, good mother y laughed
Lynoon. ii could not ask for better
fortune. am sure"
There was something in the woman'i
weird voice which sounded strangely
prophetic !; and / turned, almost earnest
", towards her, to learn what she would
say for me.
"And what of my fortune ?" l asked
She turned her piercing eyes to mine
for a moment, and then took my hand.
you are restless. changeable,' she
said. "Rocked hirher and thither by
every wind and tide, like a vessel with
out moorings. You will drift on for I
time but you. too. will love noble
woman. You will be content with hel
love. and it shall prove an anchor t.
your SOUL
Afterwards. it seemed to me that sht
must have been gifted with supernatura
powers. But now think her precept
i've faculties were very acute, and sh'