The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1876-03-16
AWAKENED:
BY n. 3. EMERSON.

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BY Ms. EMERSON. r
| I shuddered when hid that carfnl
iy folded note under the cold white
hand, but what could do? She hai
waited long, long time for its tardy
coming and, at last, when hope ani
faith, and courage all failed her, she
folded her waIsted hands over her pa
! tient heart, SO weary with watching
and praying, so glad to rest. r. .IaI
found her thus. Her face scarcely
whittier, and the early sunshine teucil-
ed it with gentle glory, than it had
been for many days. '..hf,iii5'5 Il
Ny beautiful sister Carlotta. Shs
looked SO like some fair statue lying
there on the old fashioned oak bed.
stead with the pretty blue and white
drspery around her. had grown up
in tho old house, with no sister, aud
only my twin brother Hugh, a proud
impetuous boy. whe had made more
trouble for his parents than dozer
boys ought and, and, at last, after be
ing expelled from school in disgrace
and running away from home, he mar
ried this brilliant tropic blossom of 8
girl, and went to work like hero,de-
termined to support her. Unframed
in any business, unused TO any labor
of course he soon gave up; and then
in q fit of despair, he wrote to me, tel
ling what he had done. asking for ad.
vice, and promising all sorts of good
behavior in the future.
Without any special faith in his Oft
broken promises, l was delighted with
the romance of the whole affair, and
readily promised to do all could for
him to make father forgive him, and
take him back once more, and to find
a warm spot i'm mothers tried heart
for her, the precious sister l should
be 30 glad to welcome to my lonely
life.
They came very soon; evidently
Hugh's resources were quite exhaust
ed, and he was glad to come upon any
terms. Father received him very
coldly, yet for his own pride's sake.
he said he would not allow any We.
man to suffer on account Of the mis-.
conduct of his son. As though roof
for shelter, and food to eat were all
that's woman needed to prevent her
suffering. And mother, poor, patient,
long suffering mother, she never was
deMonstrative, but she pitied the
beautiful, helpless girl, and did all she
could to make her happy. i
Hugh stayed at home for a short
time seeming determined 10 do the
very best he could; bat there was only
the old farm to work upon, and il
seemed to give but grudgingly it's
meagre returns for all the hard labor
that was bestowed upon it, go
So the restless, inpetuous fellow
grew impatient, and talked of leaving,
of going west.
Carlotta begged him not to go; and
it was easy to see that her heart was
i'm her words.
She loved him with that intense, un-
selfish, personal devotion, which one
woman in thousand feels, and one
man of ten thousand appreciates.
Alas, then Hugh did not!
He was proud of her strange, wild
beauty, fond Of he pretty affectionate
ways, and more amused than thankfu full
for her devotion. ed "a.
He kissed her goodbye one morn
ing as carelessly as though he had
been going out to NOW the long
meadow, and then when the night
came he came not. f55isirlt I,tia
We who were accustomed to his er-
ratio movements did not think much
of his absence, but Carlotta mourned
and grieyed in a f ig; tened, nervous
way that was as painful as pitiable.
In q few days she received brief
characteristic letter from her truana
husband, in which he told her that he
had determined upon making = fer.
tune for himself, and SO he had gone
to the Oil regions, where money wa.
easily and rapidly accumulated.
Carlotta was delighted, and chatted
gaily about the beautiful home We
would have by-and-by; for she wa,
an af1ectionate little creature, aud low
ed US as though we had been her owr
relatives, while in turn almost wor
SHIPPED her. a..s ii
For few weeks Hugh wrote reg.
ularly. then came intervals of silence
during which the poor child watched
with restless anxiety for letters thai
che never doubted were miscarried o,
lost, and when they came she would
be happy and content until it was
time to expect another.
This went on for while, and theu
the letters stopped altogether.
Days grew TO weeks, and months
dragged slowly by.
Carlotta mourned and fretted and
grieved.
Was he sick ? Was he dead? she
constantly asked, and even when hel
voice was mute her pleading eyes and
quivering lips and trembling hands
begged for some assurance OF his safe.
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It was in vain that we tried to laugh b