New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1874-12-27
WILHELNINA.
DY CONSTANCE Kenmore woorsoN.

And SO, Nina you will not marry the
mo; l waits for Gustav"
"how long is it since you have seen
hint"
Three year; it was three-year regi
ment"
Then he will soon be home!"
Il not know" answered the girl, with q
wistful look in her dark eyes, as if asking
Information from the superior being who
eat in the skiff, o being from the outside
world where newspapers, the modern Tree
Of knowledge, were not forbidden.
perhaps he will re-enllst, and stay three
years longer" said.
"Ah, lady-six year! 1t breaks the heart
answered Wilhelmina.
She was the gardeners daughter, mem.
Der Of the community of German Separatists
who live secluded in one of Ohio's rich val.
leys, separated by their own broad acres
and orchard covered hills from the busy
world outside; down the valley flows the
tranquil Tuscarawas on its way to the
Muskingum, it's slow tide rolling through
the fertile bottom lands between stone
dykes, and utilized to the utmost extent of
Carefulness by the thrifty brothers, now
working saw mill on the bank, now send.
ing tributary to the -four mill across the
canal, and now branching off in sparkling
race across the valley to turn wheels for
two or three factories, watering the great
ing on this river in a skiff named by myself
Der Fliegende Hellander, much to the slow
wonder Of the Zoarites, who did not under.
stand how Dutchman could, nor why he
should fly. Wilhelmina sat before me, her
cars idly trailing in the water. She showed
q Nubian head above her white ker.
ohief, large lidded soft brown eyes,
heavy braids of dark hair. creamy
skin with purple tints in the lips and
tar-otf dreamy expression which even the
steady, HOMOGENEOUS toll of community life
had not been able to efface. She wore the
blue dress and white kerchief of the society,
the quaint little calico bonnet lying beside
her: she was q small maiden; her slender
form swayed in the swift, short-waisted
gown, her feet slipped about in the broad
shoes, and her hands, rOughened and
Drowned with garden work, were yet mar.
row and graceful: From the first we felt
sure she was grated, and not shoot from
the community stalk. But we could learn
nothing Of her origin; the Zoarites are not
communicative; they fill each day with
twelve good hours of labor, and look neither
forward nor back. "She is q daughter"
said the old gardner in answer to our aues.
tions. "AdOpted" l suggested; but he
vOuchsated no answer liked the little
daughters dreamy face, but she was pale
and undevelOped, like a Southern flower
growing in Northern soil; the rosy-cheeked,
Kosines, Salomes and Dorotys,
with their broad shoulders and ponderOus |
tread, thought their brown changeling ugly,
and pitied her in their slow, goOd-natured |
way.
1T breaks the heart" said Wilhelmiua
again, softly, as if to herself.
| repented me Of my thoughtlessness. sIn
any case he can come back tor q few days."
IL"
The One Hundred and Seventh, lady,
i had q Cleveland paper in my basket,
and taking it OutI glanced over the war
news column, carelessly, as one who does
lot expect to find what he seeks. But
nance, for once, was with us, and gave this
TEN: The One Hundred and Seventh Reg
ment, Ohio Volunteer Infantry. is expected
lome next week. The men will be paid off
t Camp Chase"
"Ah = said Wilhelmina catching her
reath with half sob under her tightly
rawn kerchief, "ab, mein Gustav
Yes, you will soon see him." answered.
ending forward to take the rough little
and in mine; for l was q romantic wife,
nd my heart went out to all lovers. But {
ne girl did not notice my words or nv
ouch; silently she sat, absorbed in her own
motion, her eyes fixed on the hilltops far
way, as though she saw the regiment 4
iarching home through the blue june sky. r
took the oars and rowed up az far as the
land. letting the skiff float back with the | +
lrrent. Other boats were cut, filled with ?
esh-taced boys in their high.crowned hats, y
ng- wasted, wide-happed calico vests, and IL
nny little swallow tailed coats with but
Us up under the shoulder blades; they
,peared unaccOuntably long in front and
ort behind, these young Zoar brethren.
a the vine covered dykes were groups Of p
others and grave little children, and
in the hill orchards were moving ! a
ures. young and old; the whole vii. Il
,e was abroad in the lovely afternoon
cording to their Sunday custom, which t.
We the morning to chorals and long
mon in the little church, and the after Il
On to nature, even old Christian, the vi
'tor, taking his imposing white fur hat &C
tasseled cane tor . walk through the
fields, with the remark, Thus ca
cheered the heart Of man. and his cOun. III
ance refreshed" ia
s the Gun sank in the warm western XII
homeward came the villagers from the Or
r, the orchards, and the meadows, men, CO
men, and children, Q hardy, simple
ded band, whose fathers, for religions an
!, had taken the long journey from
across the ocean to this INT
mt valley, and made it . garden Of tht
in the wilderness. We, too, landed, sec
walked up The appletree lane towards eid
no COW. gonna ~ sa;d Wi,beImipa IA wa | son