The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1873-01-03
Selerteo Storp.
ONLY A TROUBLED DREAM.

the child? Down in the South pas
tur gathering those yaller and white
posies, as ]. live! l kin jist see the
top of her bonnet above the grass.
Dear me! You will have to wait till
she comes back, father; and that
won't be soon! She'll foller that
brook into the woods, and maybe
stay away till nightP'
Mrs. Hamilton took her hand down
from her eyes, where she had been
shading them from the sun, and
turned away from the door with a
sigh.
"This looks like q mighty mean
biznes to me, any way! It's jist
like selling our girl out and out. If
Td known that this was what took
you to that iniquitous city, you
would have never have gone, John
Hamilton! Not if I could have
helped it. I knew no good would
ever come of having that rich nabob
Of a friend Of your comm down here
last summel-p'
"Ruth, Ruth, don't! It's for our
little Mays good. All for her good. :"
musingly. "It's very kind in Hugh
Glisin to do this for her, Every
poor mans girl don't have such a
chance every day. 1 always knew
May could never marry round here.
Do you think that I would give her
to one of these great, rough farmers,
wife? No, mol She would die in q
year. And then the mortgage, moth
er. That will be paid, and what a
lift it will be to have ready money to
fix those grapes and strawberries,
Squire Sprague says I'll make my in
fortune in a few years, if
/ can only get those things started" T"
"Well, well, John, you're master
here, and there's no use for me to ar
ger the case with you, with all your
book larnin. You're so sot in your
way, that nothing short of an earth
quake will ever move ye. But for
gracious sake, John, don't go to
hoein' in that best suit Of yourn!
It'll be split before night. But meb-
by you can afford a new suit every
day. You're on the road to fortin ~
sarcastically.
Down through the "South pastur,"
away into the cool green woods,
went the brook, dancing and laugh
ing in the sunshine, but still and
dark under the trees. May Mamil-
ton threw herself down in the shade
of the naples, with very dissatis-
fed look on her face. "Why could
she not do something" she said
aloud. Something that would do
some good in the world! She was
so sick of this useless life.
She-O, dearl she didn't know what
she wanted" Then bending over
and looking into the water, where
her face was mirrored, her lip curled
scornfully, "Such a pretty thing as
she was. Why wasn't she as big
and strong as Betsey Martini Then
she might work and help her father
so much. If she might die-die-
diep' Laying her head upon the
ground, she sobbed and moaned, un-
til her passion spent itself By-and-
by she grew as quiet as the water,
and, springing up, she found the sun
was turning the world into purple
and gold; bidding farewell to the
woods, brook and little May; kissing
them all with his beautiful light.
Running down to the brook, she
washed the traces of tears from her
face; and it murmured and sparkled
in the fading light, as if it coveted
the very lips bending over it. And
it would have taken a far more sen
sible brook than that was to have re-
sisted the temptation.
Mrs. Hamilton was just laying the
cloth for tea, when May came bound
ing in, laughing, and humming a gay
air to herself. For this girls heart
was like a chid's in its freshness
and happiness. Such fits of passion
as she had would never harm her.
They only ruffled the surface; more
like a passing cloud in summers
day.
"May, May! little daughterl'
20, papa, back again! I am so
glad, for l believe it makes mamma
cross to have you gone," looking
archly at her mother, while sEe
threw her arms around her fathers
neck, kissing his rough, hard face.
After the supper was over and the
chores were all done, Mr.. Hamilton
called May to him, and sitting her on
his knee, told her he had some bust
ness to talk over with her.
Business with me, papa? Then
must not sit on your-knee if 1 have
grown so important" laughingly.
She took stiff, high. backed chair,
and placed it in front of HIM, sat
down and folded her hands demure-
ly, and put on a very solemn ex-