The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1879-05-31
A SECOND TRIAL.

sanu Winter kellogg n,st, Nicholas for June.
1t was commencement at C. college.
The people were pouring into the church
as l entered it, rather tardy. Finding the
choice seats in the center Of the audience
room already taken, 1 pressed forward,
looking to the right and to the left fora
vacancy. On the very front row of seats
found one. s41.
Here a little girl moved along to make
room for me, looking into my face with
large gray eyes, whose brightness was soft
ened by very long lashes. Her face was
open and fresh as a newly blown rose be-
fore sunrise. Again and again / found my
eyes turning to the rose-like face, and
each time the gray eyes moved, half smil-
ing to meet mine. Evidently the child
was ready to make up" with me. And
when, with a bright smile, she returned
my dropped handkerchief, and l said
"Thank you'll" we seemed fairly intro
duced. Other persons, now coming into
the seat, crowded me quite close up against
the little girl, so that We soon felt very well
acquainted.
There's going to be a great crowd" she
said to me. Al sci
"Yes," I replied; people always like
to see how school-boys are made into
men," is
Her face beamed with pleasure and
pride as she said:-
"My brothers's going to graduate; he's
going to speak; I've brought these flowers
to throw to him."
They were not greenhouse iavorites;
Just old-fashioned domestic flowers, such
as we associate with the dear grandmoth-
ers; "but," / thought, "they will seem
sweet and beautiful to him for his little
sisters sake"
"That is my BROTHER" she went on,
pointing with her nosegay.
"The n with the light hair?" | asked.
"0h no." she said, smiling and shaking
her head in innocent reproof; ''not that
holnely one with red hair; hat handsome
one with brown wavy hair. His eyes look
brown, too; but they are not,-they are
dark blue. There! he's got his hand mp
to his head now. You see him, don't
your"
In an eager way she looked from me to
him, and from him TO me, Us II some i'm.
portant fate depended upon my identity
ing her brother.
II see him. 1 said. "He is a very good.
looking brother"
Eyes, he is beautiful" she said, with
artless delight; "and he's SO good, and he
studies o-hard. He has taken care OF me
ever since mamma died. Here is his name
on the programme. He is notthe yaledic.
torian, but he has an honor iorallthat?"
| saw in the little creatures familiarity
with these technical college terms That
she had closely identified herself with her
brothers studies, hopesand successes.
"He thought, at first" she continued,
"that he would write on the "Romance Of
Monastic Life" fe..{-
What strange sound these long words
had, whispered from her childish lips!
Her interest in her brothers works had
stamped them on the child's memory, and
to her they were ordinary things.
"But then" she went on, The decided
that he would rather write on Historical
Parallels and he's got a real good Grafton
and he says it beautifully. He has said II
to me a great many times. | most know
It by heart. Oh! It begins so pretty and
so grand. This is the way it begins" she
added, encouraged by the interest she
must have seen in my face: "'Amid the
permutations and combinations OF the
actors and the forces which make up the
great Kaleidoscope OF history, We often
find that q turn OF destiny's hand
"Why, bless the baby!" | thought
looking down into her bright, proud face
| can't describe how very odd and elish
it did seem to have those sonorous words
rolling out Of the smiling infantile mouth
The band, striking up, puta n end to the
quotation and to the condolences.
! As the exercises progressed, and ap
preaGhed nearpr and nearer the effort OF
which all her interest was concentrated
my little friend became excited and rest
less. Her eyes grew larger and brighter
two deep.red spots glowed on her cheeks
She touched up tho flowers, manifest,
making the Offering ready for the shrine
"Now, it's his turn" she said, turntn,
to me q face in which pride and dcligh
and anxiety seemed about equally min
gled. But when the overture was playej
through, and his name was called, tn
child seemed, In her eagerneSs, to forge
me and all the earth hesilehiR, She ros
to her feet aud leaned forward for q bette
view Of her beloved, as he mounted to th
speakers stand. l knew BY her dee
breathing that her heart was throbbing /
her throat, l knew, too, by the way he
: brother came up the steps and to I'll
irant, that he was trembling. The HAND
. hung limp; his face was pallid, and II
lips blue as with cold. / felt anxious. I'll
child, too, seemed TO discern that thin
= were not well with him, Something III
e fear showed in her face.