The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1878-05-16

AuO Ioa - CltucI IElA6 Or QetQ, ana IN
either case she is free"
Days. weeks, months and years went
eey, Just as they ever do, never stopping
Ir Tor JOY or grief life or death. o, If old
Time would fold his wings sometimes,
and rest, If only for little while. when
we are happy, but on he goes, just as
poiselesaly, aud swiftly, over broken
hearts and tears, as over smiles and
Thomas Williams went out into the
world, and sold aud bought, and eot
gain. and added field to field, and house
| 70 houcs; and his dream of wealth vas
verified. He was o rich man. And
Frank grew ia stature, and ran swiftly in
the ways of knowledge; and he was ODE.
dent, affectionate, and of @ cheerful.
happy disposition; and he was O uni.
versal favorite. He was q very hand.
some man, with his fne, silky, black
beard, his jetty curls, and hi speaking,
black eyes, with the defiant glance yet in
them that was popularity, and a very
beautiful one, too, in his childhood. He
was man of good size, and fine form.
He stood six feet in his stockings, end
ne was well proportioned and muscular.
When he returned from college gradu.
ate, Ellen said TO her husband:
"!H it was right 10 be prouo of any.
thing in this world, l ahould be proud of
our Frank's personal appearance. He 10
most certainly o fine looking man."
II am proud of him, Ellen" replied
the father. eyes, I am proud of our
Frank. There Is not another such a
man in the world, now that my brother
is gone. He is the very print Of that
brother. O1a In ten thousand is our
Frank. We could never possibly mis-.
take him for another, or another for him,
could ge wife?"
~ should think" replied the wife,
"that we could not But why do YOU
ask such question:"
20, I was thinking Of Ben. Franklin,
that wonderful man, and his mother.
After he had been gone for time, she
did not know him, and she hid her
gpOons lest he should steal them. Was
it not Ben? Well, if it was not Ben, it
was some other man."
II think" said the mother, "that nv
SON would have to change very much, in
deed, before | should mistake him for
another" >.
"Ah, yes" said hlr. williams, sFrank
is very different from or raighbors' sons.
How they, these parsnts, ian possibly
love tfc..- thick-headed, clumsy, awk-
ward, coan sons, am at loss to un-
deptand. Now, if our Frank were such
thing as Squire James son, how could
love him? And our only con, Frank,
with his fine form, manly beauty, and
fine education, must stand side By side
with that thing, common soldier, for
war is at the door,"
"Must Frank GO 2" said his mother.
I'm truth he must" replied the father;
The enlisted. to-day"
Tho blood all reoeded from the cheek,
brow and lips of that mother, and her
senses reeled, but, with the patriotism of
q Spartan mother, she controlled herself
with an effort, and made no sign.
This conversation occurred about the
breaking out Of the rebellion. Frank
Tn5 yet alone He was the only child of
his parents. He had wished for q
brother through all the years after he
was old enough to know that there were
| such connections as brothers, bit the
brother never came.
And when the continent was echoing
the measured tread of armed men, our
Frs,nk went away, volunteer, toaght
for the honor of the old flag; and the
father and mother were left alone in
their home, theiz o..,SSaant home. Frank
was good and true. His heart was full
of high hopes and lofty inspirations.
And there was one, not o sister, that
Frank loved with all the ardor of q true,
strong nature. Sweet Gilmore Marsh
had been the playmate CT his childhood,
the companion of his youth. This love
for the beautiful girl seemed part of
his life. He bound and unbound her
skates when q child, he fought her bat
ties, he was her champion on every oc-
casion. He could not remember when
he did not love Nellie, and Nellie coult
net remember when she did not love
Frank. He put the engagement ring
upon her finger and haatened awsv for
there was the neighing Of steeds, the roll
men were going forth to the fratricidal
war that cursed our country g :ew years
ago had come, and women were in tears,
and there were partings '''that rent the
life cut of young hearts," and the loving
aud loved parted to meet no moro on
earth. Some Of the best boys that ever
lived went forth from narents, kindred,
friends and their homes to sleep upon
the bare, cold ground, the canopy of
heaven their only covering, to meet the
long, harassing march, the dreary watch
and ward, hunger, cold, death, and laid
down their lives, far away, while the
loved ones at home kept their places OF
hearth and beard. There are eous
wrongs too bitter and some SORROWS too
deep to be spoken of in this world: and
there are tears shed in secret that mono
have q right to look upon. And we
shall not attempt to give you q picture of
the parting between Frank and Nellie.
Their VOWS are not for US to hear, nor
their tears for uS to look upon. Nellie
watched him cut Of sight, and then she
tainted away. He had gone to meet all
the horrors that che had ever read Of, or
dreamed OF, or feared, suffering, priva-
ton, perhaps death. Would ho return
mutilated, to live cheerless life, or
would he bear charmed life when death
missiles hurtled through the airI o,
who could tell
Long and tedious seemed the leaden-
footed hours to blue-eyod Neiiie Marsh.
CHAPTER III.
JANE SMITH AND rIKp f1rrrr.nnnn. AVN
THE F1IaET AND THE. FANCY.
Our Frank went from proud home in
Indiana. There lived Thomas Williams,
and for long years he had forgotten Jane
Smith, and the child of his dead broth.
or. But we will go back few years,
and look In upon her and her adopted
children. There were two of them, q
boy and girl. The boy was Ffaneia