The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1874-04-09
ST. CLOUDS MINNESOTA, THURSDAY, RI,9,l

NO. 80.
= Ono pleasant morning Mrs. May6eld
sst in tho. great easy chair near the bed
head, sPsoppsd With pillows and *wrap-
ped In shs~b. She vss very psls aud
yet to the eyes that had w.tch'
ID her 30 auxiously for weeks there was
sspeDcsptible improvement in her face,
A like change was visible 10 the room |;
the windows no longer darkened, I'D.
mitted the sweet spring sunshine ); Ro.
sales canary sang from bis gildod cage ;
la'bouquet Of beautiful hot. house flowers
stood in : vase on the table, insts,d Of
the yials and powders, that 30 lately
covered it.
! 81 GLOW pleasant it is. to feel ones sell
zsslly better r. said Mrs. May6eld.-
III seems almost like new world te
me. 1 believe the sky never looked SC
blue,. nor tho grass down in the little
plot 80 green, before."'
~ "And tho sky oever looked to me sc
dirk and threatening u during these
Lass few weeks,' said Rosalis, With
emotion, as she kissed her mothers
torshsad. ~ almost feared, mamma.
il would never be bright again" There
,xas = pause of deep feeling. II DOM
think you have sut6e.entll admired
:h!.z Hsnry'a uaoHers, mamma" said
R@elisJ Jat length, in d more ehssrful
9e." ~oaranium, and, thos<
lovely resees They have iuvu---l
nrssny tiat, and are so deIciousl,
fs sgpeasl'
Ia' "Yes, they srs beautiful, and Ia
mies I'm mach obliged to Mr.. Henr,
tfsf that and ill his other kind .etteo
sfions. Not that I am v.ia enough t.
fancy, Ros.lis, my dear, that they a.
MI meant for an Old woman like me-
|ls Tho young girl eolored, but made q
reply.
"What book is it that you have bee'
reading this morning :" inquired th
mother, presently.
"Here il IT," said Res.lie, produo
iOg it: and smiling, though she locke
little conscious,
"*Leaye. and Moses, by Frederi
shoberl,'," read Mrs. M.y6eld, ,loud
"Ob, I know Mr.. shoberl very wel
already BY his vritiogs.. That must b
an assumed name, I fancy. Do 20
tpor who it Isl Any ono of couse
quenee?"
II thought you knew, mamma.
is MI. Henry himself:''
| "Mr. Henry! Why no! I neve
dreamed that he had written an
thing"
"Csstainly he he's. I supposed 20
had heard of il He-is tho very pei
son whose poems We have admired g
often, But now I think Of it, he hi
only. very: recently declared himsel
I 6n identity was discovered about tt
time of Mrs. T.ylor's great party, 40
''tyou have been too i'll ever since then /
notice such things"
eyes, and I haven't seen any of eu
acquaintance either: We shall begi
to have plenty of calls now that l a.
eettine so much better. But abo'
these poems, it is very pretty nam
| for book: don't you think so?"
"Rather pretty, but little too muo
Ion the winnie Wildwood aod th
other ,fanciful and alliterative styles.
rallied Mr.. Henry on the title, aud
confessed that it was rather of the r
m.utic order, but alleged excuse th'
he wished to use a name suggestive (
nature, and yet without psetensio1
Moss and leaves are certainly unoster
=, tatiaus.y
r. "suppose you read to me . while:
should ikesto hear what these poem
dre like" Rosalie obeyed, and h%
mothse ilstssed with pleasure. Sh
4 W. 6od of poetry, and the "Lesve
| ind Mosses" had sweet aud uatur'
charm that had fascinated misds Of
lmpeh higher order than her Owl
Why, Ros.lie," }" she exclaimed, wit
q snt thtu.i..m, ! "Mr, Henry has real 60,
in,
10 $50 I think, mamma" n..'
|. "And ! never dreamed Of it in him
3t1:s s;.ssaEf1tt ssE1 + I sdmire i. moi
than almost an other" Poor Mrs. MAJ
6aad ! not 4 shsdox. of. suspicion cross
lid her mind: And. to be an .uthor-
d /. erima in = poor man-was oharn
i ing. thing in rich ons.,
"Ras Mr. Henry any business !
6he p1esently inquired.
'Oh yes, he is \ lawyer, mamma
J.: II "That; is vsEy we'll, too. I like
sse that: sort of spirit 10 young ma
He should have some profession, son
steady occupation, 'l~.y::''
"You are quite right, dear mamma
"Beo.us. if one is eyer 50 rich on
, ploypent, is desirable. I don't tOe
how i may b ia Europe, but in o
| onnntrv am anro that n vonno man