Middletown transcript., 1873-10-25

the man and child.
This is 10 story Of tbs Mu,isy il is
enough for this that during il Edward 81.
Clare. whose luck carried him IL oil tho
posts Of danger. % Luckuow, Delhi. &c..
won promotion aud houors and the right
to much prize money-the two first we've
the latter. Of course. y thing
Of the future. When the terrible re-
bellion was At length qusllcd, and peac
restored. Edward ST. Glare found bi.seli
a marked aud distinguished officer. Tho
new Viceroy Of India. indeed, singled him
out to place 10 command Of an importsut
garrison, and there the child Theodore
6ourished aud grew, elinging the closer to
him after each separation which active
military duty made necessary for !, ~as
long. and even years. before occasional
disturbances we're crushed nut.
4
The scene changes from India's gor.
geous cline to the golden autumn Of ~
English home. where the silver waters of
the Thames flowed pas, the garden Of a
pretty villa taken for the autumn by
quie, gentleman and his wife.
Perhaps that is ho standing BY tho
French window. within which his wife
sits reading reading; il so. we should
know him--a fine. erect, military looking
man, rather ever forty; gray, too. nov.
as he was not thirteen years ago.
II wonder where Theodore has gone
with her letter" says Major Darville.-
How she ca, me up with her grca. eyes
when told her he had actually started
for London, and nigh, b. down here any
hour
"Oll tha, Colonel St Glare has never
married, remarked Mrs Darville; but
there's time yc; he will always be young.
| wonder be even lc, that child go With
you
1t was terrible parting, Mary, but
il was necessary She was thirteen. and
tell, lovely girl be far too handsome
anl young to keep her With him. Be-
sides. though he, thoroughly ~eli edu-
Gated man, had instructed her in all
branches Of useful knowledsc yet at ,hir-
teen she needed in accomplishments and
such things the finishing process; more
over. her health began to fgol the climate.
50 did mine. aud as was coming home
tor good. aud We were glad to have her.
he wisely sent his darling away"
Il wonder whether he will fnd h,r
much altered. At her age, passing frou
childhood to girlhood is a great change =
aud She is seventeen now. | suppose sls
is deyouring hi. letter aud photo. and start
ing at every falling leaf, thinking it is his
step"
Wa, he not right? See that slighi
beautiful girl, with such a wealth Of gold
en- curls. bending over photograph in her
hand |, is OF a dark and very handsome
man, looking only about thirty. though
really nearly ten years over that. We
know that bright, noble face as we'll as she
docs--,he child whose frs, orphan sleep
i had been upon his breas,
.ih. listen Was that falling leaf. "r
i lgh, step ,reading over the gra.s! " =.
that little Scotch terrier ,srriuging Iran /
/ ally about her, fancy, or tha, tall, grace
iu figure a dream
Edward Edward :" and the girl threw
herself into his open arms, with passion.
ate, almost conclusive. burst of weeping.
My child my treasure. You have n,t
forgotten me, then
Forgotten
Then he held her OF Was this tho
little fcrlorn child be had rescued nore
than thirteen years ago-this beautiful
girl. who now smiled and then hall cdlnrcd
beneath his earnest gaze, us II ~ that .,c-
ond, like n flash. the unfailing subtle wo-
mans instinct had suddenly felt that there
was-uye. must bea change such as new
cr could be altered back agair: that she
could never be to him the child Of past
wears, never again bc with him hour by
hour. as in gore. The realization burst
upon h''h suidcuis a"u "'osss'"ois -
the fact that il was no more the child
and youth. but the gill Of seventeen aId
the bearded man--not "Mamma's Pet
aud Edward, but Theolors and Colonel
81. Clare
lie drew her close to him again. aud
bent over her as she hid her face against
his breast.
, Child, child. tell me, IL you can, Il
my dream is vain. Here on this heart
your infant head was pillcwcd--,hi.
heart which has never beaten save for you
alone. We must part. uulcss-unless you
can say again those treasured up childish
D words-unlcss you can be st. Clare'i
wife
, The black locks swept her golden tres
ses as he stopped to catch the soft whispeV
81 lovc ynn lw ard hotter than 1ife