The farmers' vindicator., 1874-09-18

Aladdin's lamp as his eyes took in the
gorgeous scene. His aviary and con-
servatory well filled with birds, and
flowers of every hue, and from many
climes, while the splash of fountains
overfowing their marble basins kept
time to the music Of the sweet feathered
minstrels. Everything that heart could
wish, it seems was within his walls;
fine statuary, and paintings by the old
masters, adorned his house, while Curl
osities and relics from different coun-
tries were stored away on shelves pre-
pared expressly for them in his large
and we'll arranged library. With all
this wealth and luxury was he happy?
asks, perhaps, a sweet sentimental girl
in her teens. Had he forgotten Violaf
Yes, and no. Yes, he was in the dis
charge of his Christian duty, hunting
up the Lords poor, and striving with
all his Christian energy to elevate
them, and alleviate their suferings.
No, he had never forgotten Viola, his
first and only love.
A mutual friend of theirs, on visit
to him, asked him, why he did not
marry her then? as he seemed so much
affected when told of her history and
dependent situation. He replied, he
would willingly, were it not for her
children, but that he was so coLsti-
tuted he did not believe he could be
father to her children, and he feared
the great responsibility.
He, however, made arrangements
through this friend to furnish her
money to educate her children, and
furthermore, for her to draw an annu-
ty for lie. The only stipulation was
,he donors name was never to be
tnown. A remark he made was--"I
made my money for her, and she should
,njoy it,"
Thus ends the telling of a truthful
md eventual history.
The writer has known Il daughter
# Viola, one of the most religious,
and accomplished of her sex.
CONCLUSION.
Now, in conclusion, dear girls, |
ave word or two to say to. you.
The foregoing sketch is put in print
or your benefit. 1t never entered into
nv head to embelish it. 1t was not
nv business to make Vanlear and
Iiola marry. | have not drawn on
ny imagination for my facts. | leave
hat for you to do, and hope some OF
,ou will avail yourselves of the priyi-
ege, and give us a sequel. There is
good opening for it. | have tried to
ell it as plain farmers wife Gas | ann
supposed to talk; and my only OBJ.
sct is to try and induce you to write.
iany of you think you can't write for
he press. You can't command Ian
uage you say. You can command
.nguage sufficient when in company,
r at party, for all practical purposes,
nd your friends are proud of your
talents. Then why not write
le same words ON some every day
inject that you converse about, and
md them to the Fireside," the page
loited to you. DIDO
1t is household words, and house
old matters, and household tales and
,etches that we want. Tell US about
our flower and vegetable garden.
ell US how much, or in what way,
)u assist your mothers in their yari-
is duties. Don't say you can't write.
When slavery was abolished we
,Olished that word can't. 1t has be-
,me obsolete. 1r,b.8
You recollect the boy that went in
athing, and became frightened whilst
the creek, said-he would never 60
to the water again until he learned
swim. Do you think he ever be-
Ime an athlete in the art?
Think you that Bessie" "Girl of
Ie Period" " Rachael White, "Net-
;" and "Hellene," would ever have
IOWA talent for writing if they had
aver tried. 1t is not supposed that
~ can write as elegantly as Maria
dgeworth at first, but commence, try
ID, perhaps, you may excel her after
While. Ask our kind Editor, Maj.
Tall, and he will tell you, that most
the articles he rejects, are of the
al fal,tting pedantic order.
BrooksuilLe, august 1874.