The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1872-06-07


II placing it in my hair, and thought
no more about it until | began prepar-
ING for bed. took it out and found it
TO be artifieiall have preserved it ever
since, nearly forty years"
"Well, that was rather romantic"
said Clarence, placing the beautiful bud
within the button hole of his vest.
"Have you ever met the gentleman
since ?'
'Never, though have heard he mar
ried and resided in Georgia"
(Which he certainly does" said Clar-
enee, ''and is at present living. 1 have
heard him relate the incident number
of times to his wife, and laughingly
wonder if Ida Glare was still living. The
identical gentleman is my uncle, and I
may say my father, for l lost my own
when a child"
"Then he was your mothers brother,
for his name is Warren Winship."
Precisely so, dear madam. That is
my uncle's name"
ado I, then, indeed behold the child
of my long lost friend, Cora WinshiP?'
and placing her hand upon the arm Of
Clarence, the old lady eyed him from
head to foot, till finally, not able to con-
troll her feelings as the remembrance of
old times came back, she seated herself
and wept.
j Clarence, not willing to intrude upon
her feelings, wandered around the gar
den to await Sonora's return. In n few
moments he turned, upon hearing the
voice of Blanche.
"What! Grandmother in tears! Look
out, Mr.. Pierpont, you are q dangerous
fellow" said Blanche, with more mean
ing than one, as she turned to inquire
the cause. II verify believe you have
been making love to grandma. shall
acquaint grandpa as soon as see him, I"
and sitting down beside her, inquired
the cause of her tears.
"Do not be so trifling, Blanche" said
the old lady. "Sit down, children, and
will tell you little story" continued
she, looking at Clarence, ''and then you
will know why wept."
2 "About fifty-five years ago was just
, the age Of Sonora. Cora Winship and
{ had been friends from childhood with
out ever having word or feeling to
e mar that friendship till she was seven
a teen, one year older than myself 1t was
bright, sunny afternoon in the fall OF
4 the year that we walked out together to
r have a good long interview, preparatory
!, to my leaving for boarding school in a
e distant city the following day. 1 shall
: never forget 1.-THE bitter feelings which
J, stirred my bosom as we sat together un-
b der the old oak tree at the foot of my
4 fathers garden. She had long had a
n lover, Walter Mount, and this day she
}, told me all-hOw dear he was to her
q how he had sued for and won her love
and how happy she should be when, al
: the close Of another year, he would re-
: turn and claim her as his bride. Walter
:. Mount had long been the idol of my
: heart, though he had never given me
the least reason to think that he thought
r, any more of me than a friend. But
= determined to win him from Cora, anC
d so / did. He was in business at tn,
c same city in which / attended school
h and Cora, unsuspecting girl, gave me s
letter to give him. After opening it anC
e reading it, l substituted another in it
d place, telling him she had ceased to Low,
: him, and would soon be another's. DiC
1 win him by this means? No, but
y won his hatred for n while. At first h'
!, could not bear to see her friend, but a
!, last became little more recOnciled t.
d his sad disappointment, and called OI
o me, giving me all those little keepsake
which she had given him to return t.
t her-all but her picture; this he said h
/ could not part with until death. Cor;
y received them in silence, and from tha
fl day never mentioned his name; but ;
e gloom had settled upon her young heart
e Six months later, at her mothers de
Il sire, she gave her hand to Charles Pier
pont, and one year more I wept bitter
N bitter tears over the grave of my deares
C. and earliest friend. Walter lived jus
$ six months longer, and then died Of
lr broken heart. He was buried with he
T. picture upon his breast and her Low
IN within his soul, and no doubt in heavel
te their spirits eommingle. This, Clarence
j. for so 1 must call her child, is the his
L tory of your mothers life. And girls,
er said the old lady, wiping her eyel
q, 'take warning by me, and be true
er one another"
le Sonora could not refrain from sheC
5. ding tears rs Mrs. Marsh finished. Th
y circumstance seemed peculiar, and calle
Of forth thoughts which she tried in val
Is to Danish.
o Blanche stopped to examine choic
II rose, while a naughty smile curled he
beautiful lips. Turning, she asked:
Ie "Grandma, how came you to find ou
5. that Mr. Pierpont was in any way cor
5. nected with your former life?"
" Merely by accident" she repliet
and she related the incident Of the rose
r bud.
ut ''Strange things occur in this world,
q. remarked Sonora, and winding her arr
e. around Blanche's neck, said, 'Let us b
friends forever"
as "Foreverl II we are not, it will be n
lts FAULT of yours; but they say, what
II allotted cannot he blottedi sal