Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1872-12-28
MISCELLANY.
Untangling.
BIT MRS. VI. p. BUTTS,
IN FOUR uArrERs-cnAprER FOURTH.

| IN FOl iiEkS-NbAPIER
"Ma-ma, said the baby" clappine
it's hands at sight of its mother Th,
poor mother looked up at the soft COO
ing sound, aud burst into tears ant
subs
"Oh Amt Milly, what is i,?' said Jen
ny, drawing close to the little group, ant
mechanically putting the baby into it,
mothers arms.
"Be calm Jenny" SAID Aunt Milly
''for your mothers sake. God has taken
john" t.r
Jenny said not a word; she knelt by
Aunty, and laid her cheek against hers,
her eyes fixed upon her motLer's face
and the tears falling silently.
"This won't do" said Dorcas, after q
minute or two, Miss Fanning's all bea,
ont and she must 90 and lie down. Here
give me the baby"
The mother drew the child closely to
her breast.
"No, said Aunt If;lly," leave the baby
with her, he'll do her good. Come Jane
don't you think you'd better go to your
room little while? Dorcas will go out
and tell brother and Dick"
Mrs. Tanning suffered herself to be
led away, and the seamstrcss hurried out
o the field where the men were at work
to tell the terrible news. The scrap of
paper that Dorcas, held was left on the
table, and Jenny picked it up.
"John stayed over day to go boat
ing, and was drowned at ten O'clock,
this morning. We are searching for his
body"
Such was the telegram that turned the
brightest day of the year to midnight
darkness for the hearts that waited for
"John" at the Tanning homestead.
"Oh Aunt Milly," sobbed Jenny, lay
ing down the telegram, as Aunty came
in ; sat ten o'clock this morning--the
very ime when we all thought he was
a,mast home. Oh John! Dear, dear,
brother John! And we shall never see
him again, Aunty."
Jenny," said Aunt Milly with a smile Of
holy lriumph; ] ohu has only gone into
another room of the.Fathor's house"
"But we can't see him, or hear him
speak. What shall we do without
him Z l.f.iH
ave must do as he woald wish us to
do if he could speak to us. We must
forget ourselves in making each other
happy. That was Johns way, wasn't
it? There's a great deal for you to do
now, dear. try and make the house as
bright as possible; that's the true way to
mourn for John. If the sunshine that
John made tor us is taken away we
must make more. Your mother must be
your first thought now Jenny"
Jenny's answer was interrupted by
Dick, who rushed in where they were
crying bitterly, and asked for his mother.
Mr.. Tanning followed, his rough features
working with emotion that he tried in
vain to hide.
'1t's hard, Milly-hard," be said. "I
don't see why my boy must be drowned.
Seems to me the Lord don't show much
good sense, taking them out the world
that could do the most gool in It,
What do you say, Milly ?" and the
strong mans voice grew SO weak that
:he name was like cry OF anguish, as it
escaped his lips.
"You know, John" sail Aunt MiIly,
"that believe the Lord knows best but
we mnst all find that ont for ourselves" I"
Mr. Tanning passed out to his wife's
bedroom.
"Well, wife," he said walking around
awkwardlY, ""John's gone"
sand what have you ever done to
make things pleasant for HIM 2'' was the
sharp reply.
"Nigh unto as much as you ever have,
seems to me, /" and the husband went out
with hard look in his face. Thus it
happened that the first words spoken TO
each other, by Johns father and mother
after their boys death, were words OF
recriInihation.
"Mr. flaming went back to Milly.
"What's to be done, sister " he said.
81 oughtto go to c. if | can leave
home.n ,ta- rtr1 strr-54Fr7,
"Yes John go and take Dorcas. In all
probability the body will be found by
The time you reach there. I'll look out
for things at home, with Jenny's help
and Dicks"
"Thank you, Milly," said Mr. Tanning
with yearning look in his eyes.
Milly caught the look.
"John," said she softly,
"What, Milly p -. -, l,,,., n,
YT6efes 4 tsnderer heart. thsn Johns
even I wish you could find it."