Middletown transcript., 1876-04-08
In joy the young leaves play.
How sweet on winds Of morn or eve,
The sioIet's breath may b
Yet ask me, WOO me not to leave
Ny lone rock BY the sea.

How sweet on winds or morn or eve,
| The siolet's breath may b
/ Yet ask me, WOO me NOT to leeve
Ny lone rock BY the sea.
The wild waves thunder on the shore,
The cnrlew' restless cries,
Unto my watching heart are more
Than all earth melodies.
Come back, my ocean rover, come
There's but one place Tor NE,
Till can greet thy swift sail hofnet
Ny lone rock By the 81. :
As they finished singing. Maud olasped
her hand, and looking up in bis face, she
exclaimed: "Oh. how Islong to zee the
sesl' De the old ysarning to zee. her
home came over her; then she abruptly
changed the subject BY saying: Paul,
did you ever think that you would
marry music teacher r
ssYes, I have thought 80 for some
time, ever since / sent you that boquet
Of rosebuds BY Ef6e Dean. and you
wore them in your hair and q your
throat.
don't think you have looked better
since then, until this evening"
The nextsday Paul was of. but not
before be had ! glimpse Of Maud and
few cheerful words.
Now be was gone. she felt almost
desolats. and longed more and more to
see her home.
cat last The golden days Of autumn slipped
Left CARRIERS stor'd with fruits and yellow
grain,
And gorgeous leaves wsat whirling high in
Now sraced the trees, nov brown and bare
again."
A year had come and gone sinse
Maud came to Switzerland. A year
Of pleasure. sad. yet sweet. In il she
had found one who did not seek her for
money. but simply herself. s
Now she would not stay and lead !.
this deoeiving life any longer. but ay
to her home where she could sit and
watch the white sails as they went Gid
ing by, one after another, riding the
white capped pillows; see the rea-gull
dash into the spray. Or ride the waves,
aad hear their shrill cry. mingled. with
the roar Of the breakers. ss they lash
the erags or break on the beach.
Her parting with DR. Goodrich and
bis wife was very sad one. With
many tears and entreaties to come back
again-for they loved her as well . .
daughter, and we're pleased With Paul's
choice for wife-and be married there.
she left them for her northern home.
'sHome again, home again,
From foreign shore,
And Ol ii flla nv soul with joy,
To meet my friends once more. !"
Joyfully she sang this song. as she
went tripping up and down the spacious
rooms and long corridors Of her old
home near the Atlsntic.
Going 10 the parlor, facing the sea.
she crossed over to one Of the windows;
psusing and pushing aside the curtain,
she touched . spring and, as if BY
magic. the window glidsd back 10 the
wall. II e iis
Drawing her mantle closer around
her, she stepped out on the plaza and
began pacing up and down.
The earth Was robed ia pure white
snow; the waves glistened as they rose,
one after another, in the sunlight; the
icicles that hung from the twigs and
branches Of the leafless trees, sparkled
like gems.
This was like the fairy lands. that
she use to tell the children about, at
Switzerland. s
rye rolling wave, ys roaring sea,
What mem ries ye recall?
Oh, send my love safe to me,
Ny true, my faithful Paul |
All! here / am composing poetry. /
never knew ] could do that. Nay! I
do not wish him to come now, much az
| want to see him. l would not have
him know me as anything else but the
music teacher until we"- here she
paused and warbled another song.
Christmas vas nigh. .and that pas to
be her wedding day. II found Maud
pale and trembling. clad 10 snowy gar
ments. With the indispensable vail ard
wreath Of orange blossoms and buds.
She did not have host Of brides
maids, ss the beaumond of the day.
They were both sensible people and not
followers Of frivolous fashion.
Maud was all ready. and had dis
missed Tillie. with beautiful present
for her faithfulness.
Going to the window. she threw up
the sash. What a lovely morningl
Church bells were chiming; sleighs
with their occupants were dashing By.
the streets we're thronged with people
passing to and fro.
From next door she heard the sweet
voice Of little Efie Dean singing:
ssRing merry bells, ring merry bells.
Sweetly Chime this Christmas mt n,
Ring merry bells, ring merry bells.
Christ our Lord is born =
And this was her wedding day. The
anniversary of the day that Christ came
upon the earth to suffer death. that We
might. in believing on him, have eter-
nal life. - - - : a ~ - -
AS Maud closed the window bright
rap came at the door, and 10 few mo-
ments Maud was clasped in Psul's arms.
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