Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1874-09-17
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The Fairy Letter.
Bf PAUL RON.

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BY PAUL RoN.
\ lady sat in her little rocking chair
listening to the gay linnets and the little
wren, that twittered in the lilac bush. and
the quiet ticking of he clock on the shelf.
and the familiar coaXing chirp of her pet
canary. The declining August sun glanced
aihwart the wood-bin and streamed in
golden shaf(s through the lattice. and ill.,
tie Jenny wren tripped along the window
sill. and peeped into the lady's face with
hcr cute little eyes. Starry silken spangles
Of thistle down came lightly floating
through the open window and gracefully
glided past her face, or rested for a moment
among her llNen locks aud then lifted by n
gentle breath OF air iloated airily and beau
tiully away, their slender spindes not
soilcd by contact with her siken tresses.
The lady smiled sadly as she contemplated
the lovely picture. and said "Oh me all,all
Is beanty and sunshine and yet, am not
happy Bird, flower aud insect life, are
Overlooking with a thousand joys, and |
alone am miserable. Tell me little linnet,
may too be- gayt SAY little insect, why
may brides hop and twitter aud sing for
ever, and tell sweet little love tales to their
yonng, while |, pale, i>ad and faint, ind
naught in life, but labor and sorrow. Tell
me gentle airy ihi down. waited so 81
lehtly on the lazy breath of the summer
air. why has the quiet and beauty and
grace, all gone out OF my life, once :" joy
Gus and tree? And then the beautiful sad
i~.y ,oliloquizcd
an aI y,I,a,i - Laughing. -t.-e.n,.
And | at my task drcarily, wcarily,
Ala, for the lost, returning never.
Alas for my JOYS, all gone forever
Time WAS when my heart WAS in tune to
the richest melodies of nature. Wealth
and luxury, the smiles OF fortune, the so
ciety Of friends, the love OF my darling
babes, and the companion,hip and protec-
ton OF him who the King has removed for
ever, made lie Il fairy tale. Oh the sad
change. Fortune has fled. Little Nellie
and Mary sleep IN the church yard, and he
who should be my support in this alilc
ton, has been torn from my embrace by
the ruthless hand Of war. The bitter dregs
Of poverty ill my cup TO Overlooking, and
though strength should entirely fail and
my heart should break. still must | labor
for while my life lasts. | will care for poor
dear mother-It is hard. often feel that
the constant wearing of domestic duties,
added 10 the tedious noise and labor of
stitching, will Kill me outright. But alas
| have no choice but stitch or starve, and
-iitcth must. till my brain reels and my
limb, are tired. What shall do, what can
| do alas !" While the lady was speaking
the linnet's song was hu>hed, and the little
wreE fitted softly about, looking now and
then, tenderly and swectly, into the lady's
eyes. The silvored thistle-dowu which
had been u lifted from her locks gently
drifted back To its silken nest, and rested
lovingly in the meshes OF 4 rich cluster of
ringets. When she had finished the little
wren thus spoke. Beautiful, sad lady,
why will you be unhappy, when there is a
fairy letter left by gentleman in your
carriage to-day which can restore to you
the chiefest of all the blessings you have
lost. Your fortune cannot be restored by
the fairies. Your friends are with the
Father and await your coming, but health
rich, blooming and perpetual, may be re-
stored to you, and the quiet you long for
is the messenger which shall precede it.
Your tasks cannot be removed, but they
shall be light, easy and beautiful, and when
they are done you shall not sit pale and
wearried as you now do to complain of the
| fates, but shall enjoy the rich and golden
sunshine drinks of the fresh and balmy
air, and meanlY sing the songs OF old
You have but to study this fairy letter,
and understand it, and believe me gentle
lady the roses shall bloom again on your
cheeks, and happiness sit queen of your
| lite" Il know of no fairy letter and do
not believe in fairies anyway" quoth the
beautiful lady. TRY it, try it," chirped a
cricket as the hearth. What is it," said
the lady. Letter G.! Letter G.!' gaily
chanted the linnet again finding her voice.
The lady laughed loudly at this for she
now understood all that had been said
She looked at the letter G. which the gen.
tleman had left and said, rs it true that
| you are fairy and can bring health and
| quiet back to me? (You shall see) ''The
fairy made no response but set to work
and assisted the lady to make a garment
she had purchased. Another was taken
up, and still another, the little fairy assist
ing at each with her dextrous little fingers
which were of polished steel, and all the
time charging the lady with love musical
whisper, sweet to hear and quieting to
her nerves which had been racked by the
cruel noise of stitching.
What is that you have there?
"screeched masculine maiden Of forty
Summers why saw the pale lady next day
at her task. sit is my fairy. She promis-
e. to assist me at my labor, and restore
quiet and health
well, take my word for it. no work
can be well done without a noise. 1t is all
very pretty to have fairy work, but some
fine day the spell will be removed and all
those garments will fall to pieces" ''They
will If wish it, not otherwise" said the
lady whose was becoming acquainted with