Litchfield enquirer., 1876-03-02

Lime. ' halisEe IHas astill living with my fathers family"
 "EtoldJ61 50, said Nellie to Jessie, and a4nruiug again to Frank, she asked: ? '.De ycu remember anything About l Social club there ?'''sla ?'' vGs' : T T0n s.t @ IT do, sreplied Frank with some ap5pearl Ance of interest. 'I recall something of 1. the yort quite distinctly, ,ihough fsuppose 1s1 haven't thought of 1t for twenty years. Hyde ys ',S "
 "Why I yHR membet, feplef she c I44AEShiddSdt oft the other day by a discovery Mrs. Tyrrell made in an old 5 sburS9u drawer of photograph of the !, club in group. taken probably allof fifty Eyeass ago; and yellow as you can imagine. sl"there was one figure that esembled you, Doctor, as you might have looked then. and d thought too that Ifecalled you as one of the members but Mrs Tyrrell [ coula not. ,4Hdss6 wei agreed ton settle the <. .1Attkr by appealing to your ownreeollec- tion SrTI.. I..inassd9assid Frank, q nov re- call the club very perfectly. and it seems bt T me s, that t GOyeraer Eoxnsley1 wass also
 :YsssI ttthipt Ya. q .nsspbsr. f .s.ssnted 0efeeg lit8daghl smEI recollsetionsO are rather hay" ,..s Msry z and ases ss1 :ppsasa psdsa to- clu9y the latter snggestings that probably it 6ourishsd before he came to Oa--. Jessie was quite sure she recalled Henry, but the others could not do so with much positiYeness. sIa.tss as tFs a ha.aF-s p@s ,aa 'F will ask Mrs Long when get home" said Henry ''She has always lived at C., and is great for remem- bering dates. Lets e. see' what time do
 GMrs. 1yrrell and Iconcl uded it must have been betaeen 1873. and 1S77,s' said Jessiss adding slyly, s'for she was married in 1877. U Mrs Tyrrell, did you bring that old photograph with you 2 It might amGse them to look at itP' ' ~-~~Ss$sa
 Nellie produced small picture,A and, adjusting their spectacles and eyeglasses, they all came forward to see it. Agroup of six young people was represented, all in the very heydey of youth. The specta- tersweFe silent, looking first at the pic tufe, and then at each other. +.---'. .. ''Can 1t be, !" said Frank, ''that these were ever our pictures I hope, Mrs. Tyrrsll, the originals had the forethought
 
 may be able to identify them."@ AkAH
 'sNo,'' said she, eve must guess as best we can. First, who is that ?" pointing to one of the figures.
 "That must be Mrs. Hyde, fofo she is taller than the others, ,: suggested Grand ma Fellows -srz -s. s.# ~s@ By the same token, that must be Mrs. Tyrreii. for she is shortet," said Jessie though, but for that, I don't see how We could have told them apart" -g,.4~ as"How oddly they did dress m those days r said Mary. /. ,as. ..... ess so s,'s, i"'Who can that be?" asked Frank. point ing to the fnest-looking of the three young men. If sshat is one of us, there was more choice in our looks than there is nOw-eh, -Townsley ?'' s...as e..aae..- ; ''No doubt," said George. fifty years ago somebody's eye scanned those fea- lures with 8 very keen sense of proprietor ship. What queer feeling it would have given those young things to have antici- pated that we should eyer puzzle over thelr identities in this way r
 They finally agreed on the identity of Jessie, Nellie, and Frank, and of George also, on his assuring them that he was once of slender figure. This left two fig ~ urss which nobody could recognize, though Jessie insisted that the gentleman was Henry, and Mary thought the other, young lady was Miss Fellows, a girl of the village, who, she explained, had died young, many. many years ago.
 tfDCnitg you remember herr" she asked therA and her voice tremhled with a half genuine sort of self-pity, as if, for a mo- me1t she imagined herself her own ghost.
 'tI recall her well, . said Frank "tall, grave, sweet, | remsmber she sased to real. ize to me the abstraction of moral gbeauty whens ~el studying Paley together
 "I don't know when have thought so much of those days as since I received cards for your golden wedding, Judge" said Nellie to Henry, soon after. How many of those who were present at your wedding will be present at your golden wedding do you suppose ?'' .s..a. =. '"Not more than two or three," replied Henry, "and yet the whole village was at the wedding"
 Thank God" he sad moment after, "that our friends scatter before they die. Otherwise old people like us would do nothing but attend funerals during the last half of our lives. Parting is sad, but prefer to part from my friends while they are yet alive, that may feel it less when they die. One must manage his feelings or they will get the better of him." ..,.. -. .-f..,...l- ~..-. .' #-
 ''It is singular sensation," said George, ''to outlive ones generation. One has at times guilty sense of having deserted his comrades. It seems natural enough to outlive any one contemporary, but unnatural to survive them as a mass, ~--a sort of risky thing, fraught with the dpnI mi Ia fined perils threatening one who is out of his proper place. And yet one doesn't want to die. though convinced he ought to-, and that's the cowardly misery of it"
 Yes, said Henry, "I had that feeling pretty strongly when I attended the last reunion of our alumni, and found not one survivor within five classes of me. I was isolated. Death had got into my rear and cut me of. felt ashamed and thorough ly miserable" ',,.r. .... =.
 Soon after, tea was served. Frank win. dicated his character as an old bean by tottering alacrity in serving the ladies, while George and Henry, by virtue of their more evident infirmity, sat still and allowed themselves to be served. One or two declined tea as noG agreeing with them at that hour. asa a .' ,5 7s.a-a~a8- v 9a..-
 The loquacious herb gave a fresh i'm pulse to the conversation, and the party fell to talking in a broken, interjectory way of youthful scenes and experiences, each contributing some reminiscence, and the others chiming in and adding scraps, or perhaps confessing their inability tc recall the occurrences. .-sl. sa as.s - ..,ss
 What refinement of cruelty it is,' said Henry at last, that makes even those experiences which were unpleasant or in. different when passing, look so mockinsly beautiful when hopelessly past" .sr -
 "Oh, that's not the right way to look al it, Judge broke in Grandma Fellows, with mild reproof. "Just think rather how dull life would be looking forward or backward if past or coming experiences seemed as,uninteresting as they mostly are when right at hand.''' @,S
 Sweet memories are like moonlight said Jsssie, musingly. s.They make one melancholy, however pleasing they may be. don't see Nhy. any more than why NIaMmkNA 1am 1 "A