Delaware Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1843-1874, 1873-02-17

a, sided short time Philadelphia, and was max
| ing her long desired tour of Europe when papar'
from America brought word that the Great lie
bellion was not likely ITO be crusheu' So sooi
AS loyal men had prophesied, but That recen
events were dscouraging to the frlends OF th'
old flag. Her husband decided TO return ihi
niediately, whishing to enter his country's ser
| vice, which lie did, and was thenceforth knowr
| as Capt. Spencer. He served u year III the army
was compelled to resign on account OF SICK
ness, and died In a few months.
Louise then returned to her mothers house
Cher father had been dead several years., and
here, In the home Of her childhood, she devoted
her tune mostly to the care of her little son
without whose childish mirth the oia mouse
,, would have been indeed lonely.
Ms. Spencer has come to spend the afternoon
with her friend, and they are comfortably seated
in the little parlor, enjoying nice long cnat
like those of olden time, except that this Is oc-
casionllly interrupted Dy some remark 10 Aas
ter Harry Spencer, who Is scattering his bouquet
laaf by leaf, upon the carpet. Louise IS scarce
ly changed, except that her countenance has a
more thoughtful and earnest expression. Lol,
ties cheeks are not full nor 50 rosy; yet she
IL quite herself, and would be at once recognized
I by any Of her old school mates.
.'Unto the place from whence the riveis came
thither they return again." and we have returll-
ed like the waters" said Louise.
"And now," spoke Lottle, quite teacher like,
"what Is the best lesson you have learheul
through all these years"
"T0 appreciate my home. and be content tcit'
dotng Httls things when know they are du-
ties"
al thought you always did appreciate your
home and your work." resumed Louise. 81
was the discontented; one, always anxious to
enter upon some new scheme, looking only 10
my own enjoyment. Those sorrowful yet pre-
cious days Of watching in the sick room have
helped me somewhat In forgetting self; the lone
u hours Of bereavement have turned my thoughts
upon the past rather than the future; and now, Vi
she continued In a lighter tone, looking upon
her boy, 'the little mischief keeps me so busy,
that hardly know whether am happy or not.
Perhaps am Ike Bayard Taylors hero, when
he attained unto wisdom, mot clamoring for
'over-human bliss, and now no more unhappy"
sin early life, | think replied Lottie, 1--WE
are always looking afar off for pleasure or USE
iulnes'. The hills near us look rough and
ireary, rom afar they are beautiful in robes Of
mist. The clouds above us are very dark; In
the distance they are bright with rainbows By
and-by this bright uncertainty ceases to charm
US. We look more closely and see the dull
present blossoming out into beauty and glad
ness. Ruskin says:-"Io watch the corn grow
and the blossoms set; to draw hard breaths over
plowshare and spade; to read, to think, 10 love,
To hope, to pray-these are things that make
men happy We can do these anywhere, for
IN every distant land In every earnest work,
life is made up of little things, Just as 1t Is In
the labors Of home.
"'rho angel sought so far away
Iwelccme at my door,"
81 see, answered Mrs Spencer, with twinkle
in her eye; "and suppose your home attracts
you more powerfully just now, since the thrifty
farmer who calls so frequently might be serious
ly afflicted should you return TO your former
views and leave him to seek elsewhere for a
mistress to the new house which he intends TO
build. Is 1t not SOP
a. Lotte laughed and blushed but said:--"I
have told my lesson honestly; you may suppose
er infer whatever you please"