Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1875-08-12

Dear heart, twas the same sweet bonnie face,
nay, BONNER than before,
With the old soft charm in the lustrous eyes
that had won my heart of yOre!
Sweet eyes, that were moist with tender tears
that went to my heart to see;
God knows that never knew till then the
depths of her love for me!
She put my hat and my stick away, and with
tender and wifely care
Led me, who seemd so helpless and dark, to
my old ACCUSTOMED chair;
And there she left me minute or so, with a
kiss and gentle word,
While she ran to bring the children down; and
my heart was kindly stirr'd
AS looked about at the pleasant room, and
out the gard en- view,
That all seem'd familiary strange. so old,
and yet so new;
And dropp'd back into my chair once more,
with longing akin to pam,
As heard the children come skurrying down
to welcome me home again.
o Jack, there are times and feelings; old man,
that language can never paint;
And words, when | speak OF that GROWING
scene, seem weak, and feeble, and faint;
Feeble indeed TO show one 1.-THE OF my bosom's
passionate swell;
But dare say you can picture It all lar bette T
than words could tell.
I could scarcely see them at first for the tears
that dmm'd my warming sight,
AS they ran TO meet me, with eager Joy, my
younglings bonnie and bright;
And then they clamber'd up on my knees,
with merry welcoming cries,
And LOOKED for the first time in my life in
my little darlings' eyesl
And what did | see? A wee girl-tace, bright,
and eager, and fair,
With her mothers lips, and lustrous eyes, and
ripple of golden hair;
And darling rogue of a baby boy with merry
black eyes; and, ali,
They both were pleading with lips and eyes
for GA story, story, papaw
"What sort of story, my dears?" | said; ga
fairy story, Ell?
Well come, as you've been good children,
hear, must humor you 10 day;
Once on a time, in beautiful wood, there
lived fairy, you know;
couldn't tell you the year, of course, but tits
ever so long ago;
And all the people they loved her so, this fairy
in the wood,
For she never was cross aud proud, my dears,
but kind, and gentle, and good;
ana she was always HdpplcSt wien ShC lou
made some neighbor happy and bright,
Unlike some other people know, who tease,
and quarrel, and fight!
What was she like? Why, Eddie, child, what
a little plague you are,
Well, fancy,-I only fancy, you know-she
was something like mamma;
She'd nice brown eyes, and-let me think
yes, beautiful golden hair;
And her face was quite treat TO see, il looked
so pleasant and lar.
Now in this wood hermit dwelt, in a cot
tage lone and poor;
He was blind like poor papa, my dears, and
his heart was heavy and sore,
Till the fairy found him out one day, as he
sat in his lonely cot,
And thought, EPoor man, must do my best
to brighten and cheer his lot!''
So she'd come and chat, and tell him the news
till he grew quite merry anc bright,
And she gave him all that she coulG-food,
gold, and everything but sight;
And she brought little children to play with
him-such nice little children, miss
And he'd hear their prattle and tell them tales
and pull their ears-like this!
Well, the fairy had brother, my dears, who =,
was quite a giant, tits said,
And could do, o my, such wonderful things
when he took it into his head;
And when his fairy sister was out, on an err
rand of good one day,
He went alone to the blind mans hut, and
gently lead him away.
He led him away TO a secret cave, where a
mighty genii dwels,
And with curious bottles, drugs and books,
works wonderful cures and spells;
And he touch'd the man with his magic wand
on his poor, dark, sightless eyes,
And he saw-oh, the joy!- he saw again the
beautiful fields and skies!
He was cured, my dears-he was blind no
more; and he tho't with happy smile
~ won't let her know it all at once, but keep
it secret While;'
For the dearest thought of his heart was this,
Chow glad the fairy will be,
And what fun / shall have with the children
now when they come TO play with me ,
Well, he found the fairy waiting at home, and
she started up from her chair,
| With her face all flush'd and eager like, as
mammals is over there;
| And she press'd her hands, as mamma does
now, to her throbbing brow, just here
| Why, Bessie, my darling, what is it now? how
you brighten a fellow, dear!"
| For, ah, she had read my story right, and was
| With her arms about the children and me, my
fairy bonnie and blest;
| And | clasped her to my heart OF hearts,
while my trimming eyes o'erran-
| The truest helpmeet, the sweetest wife God
ever gave to man!
| told her al! as she lay on my breast, hand
lovingly clasp'd in hand,
| And then the dear children had TO be kissed
and made 10 understands
Then | had 10 tell who Ede was like with
her mothers eyes, dear heart,
And whether little Syddle was not my very
counterpart!
And of course I had to be taken out, around
our little demesne,
Where all its beauties were pointed out, and
admired again and again;
A nd then, in the midst of merry laugh or
lightly uttered jest,
Poor Bessie would quite break down again,
and be weeping on my breast!
Talk of the-hem! why there she is!-that's
her knock as sure as a gun!
Now you take your cue from me, old man,
and I'll show you little fun:
"Bessie, my dear, this gentleman here is a
very old friend of mine
Mr.. Smith, Mrs. c.; Mrs. c., Mr.. Smth-in
the briehess- ba-rIster linel
Ha, ha! why, where is your memory. dear?
As the singers say, TRY back
Have you quite forgotten our old playmate,
the ilustrious DR.. Jack?
Hulo! what now? Well upon my word, this
really is a surprised
Kissing another fellow, by Jove, under my
very eyesl
Only look at her now, old man-there's pic
ture for you, Ell?
Why she's getting younger, and roster, and
handsomer every day
Come, get US some tea, there's dear, good
girl, and don't stand laughing there,
And we'll make it jolly meeting o-night,
with Dr. Jack in the charr'
-Bclgragia.