The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1878-12-14

hunting apparel 10 the farmers TWO
growing sons, and returned to school
four weeks older, if not wiser.
Fourteen years previous to the com
mencement of this narrative, in quiet
Quaker village in the town of NJ, might
be seen pretty white cottage, with
plain white curtains, an spen-work
porch over the front door covered with
woodbine and scarlet runners. On a
rustic seat beneath the old elm in the
yard might often be seen two youthful
parents conversingItogethe and looking
very happy, while their little four-year-
old, blue-eyed and golden-haired, chased
the butterflies DER the green, or gathered
bouquets of blue-bells and honeysuckles,
all stemless, and tightly pressed in dim
pied baby hands, for papa and mamma.
Baby Lottie, as she was called, was a
child of great promise, and the pet of
the village. Every Sunday found Baby
Lottie seated with her parents at church,
dressed in her little plain drab gown
and tiny Quaker bonnet. In the seat
just back set another family with a
black-eyed roguish little fellow, two
years older than Lottie, who often
grieved his parents, and Jared the
equilibrium of those silent meetings and
reaching his foot through, under the
seat in front, and kicking the little slip
per-shod foot just peeping in sight caus-
ing the little Quaker bonnet to bob
around, and reproachful glances from
beneath bonnets of larger size.
Nevertheless, the Sundays came and
went; with them Willie Landseer and
Lottie Danvers went to the old brown
church and home again. The months
gathered and numbered many. The
years were filled and counted off, while
the little Quaker maid slowly and
sweetly blossomed into womanhood.
William was handsome, promising
young man, with the exception of one
great chronological failing, lack of
firmness, which often put all his good
resolutions to rout, and left him to drift
down the stream helpless and alone. He
often wished to break from the re-
straint that held him within the lines of
the calm and peaceful Quaker disci-
pline. From his childhood he had loved
the fair Charlotte, and now that they
were betrothed, she was dearer than
ever. He would leave his home for her
the home of his childhood, and seek
his fortune. He would 60 to Vermont,
purchase a large tract of uncleared
land, fell the heavy timber, build a log
cabin. then return to his native State
and claim his beautiful bride.
With these resolutions he repaired to
the home of Charlotte, where he found
her singing and spinning, seated at the
little fax wheel out under the old elm.
1t was nigh the close of day. The rays
of the setting sun tinged with gold the
soft brown tresses that fell in heavy
ringlets over her shoulders of lily white
ness; one small slippered foot worked
the busy wheel, while the silken fax
yielded to the magic touch of fairy fin
gers, and filled the flyers with shining
thread.
-" Lottie, I've been thinking of thee
all day"
"Well, William, what were thy
thoughts? surely good ones, if from
thine heart"
will leave that for thee to say,
Lottie. l have been thinking year
will soon pass away, when our wedding
day will find us without home-a lit
John, up in Vermont, writes me to come
and purchase land beside him, and set
tie on it. What does thee say to that,
dearest 2"
William, believe thee will do what
is right and for the best. If thou dost,
it will be we'll with us"
They babe each other farewell. Will
liam came to Vermont, bought his farm.
and prepared his home for the little
Quaker maid.
| would have the remainder of this
life picture forever yelled. But no, it
must be held up as an awful warning
aproof that "the way of the transgressor
is hard" Within six months Charlotte
received letter informing her of her
false lovers marriage
No word of mine can express the
anguish of that poor broken heart. No
word of complaint, no bitter thoughts
escaped her lips. She only said
II hope William will be prosperous,
but know he never will"
After lapse OF few weeks, Char,
lotte one day came to her mother and
said, Mother, my heart aches to-day
l wish thee could spare me from home
week or two; would like TO go ovel
the mountain and visit at Uncle john >
" Yes, child, thee can go. Thy cousins
will welcome thee gladly. But hadn't
thee better allow thy father to take ole
Bann and carry thee over? Thou ART
not feeling exceedingly strong, child
and ten miles walk over such a noun
tain may weary thee over much.
Take no thought of me, dear mother
l will return to thee in two weeks, oul
Father willing"
Two weeks passed, three and four,
and still Charlotte came not
Father, thee must saddle old Bann
and go for our daughter. Ihave strang,
forebodings that all is not we'll"
The father went, only to learn thu
startling news that she never had reached
there. Search was Immediately made
but no trace of her could be found TIL,
pleasant autumn passed by, and tn,
chilling SHOWS of winter came and fount
the grief-stricken parents still childless
The long, cold winter wore slowl,
away, leaving the earth bare and cheer
less for younger, fresher hands to array
again in robes of beauty.
"a One beautiful day in May there came
to this saddened home young maj
faint and weary, begging morsel o
bread and a nights lodging, which wa
most willingly granted. The morrow
found him wild and unable to rise from
his bed. A physician was immediatel,
called, who pronounced it brain fever
His name and residence were unknown
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