Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1879-08-21

ant step on tue stairs. and deep
voice singing Twas Friday Morn.

voice singing Twas Friday Nom
and then, be l. in the room
'Workirg sgal, What sn indus
tri7us ! al grill And somethirl
| for me? Tneie wss nerer broth,
so favored With presents Do yul
know, Shsrlie dear as | came int
this r,;om, m d. m hi k If til,
dly | first saw yuu here? Y wer'
| warKiug then, right by This 'aole
and | tenem9er wtll y hat Lowell,
picture it mad, with The fireligh'
shini z on everything. nnd makrg
it lock 20 soft aud pretty and you
pret,iest Of III ,
AID you were singing about thai
same lovely mermaid, as you came
up stairs rem mber it too
Was /? Aud | took yoGr work
oue Of our hands -as do now -
and We sat by the fire--just as we
are about to do now-you in this
easy chair, and | on this very stool
at your feet all just as il was then,
except
Both understood what that blank
meant, and were silent little while.
Did you wonder atmy short note.
Sharlie, and what il could be that
was coming home 10 tell you l
could not write il, Sharli5. for |.
wanted TO see " ur sympathy and
pleasure in your eyes, and to hear
your congratulations from your own
lips; for you will congratulate me,
SharIie !! | am going TO marry the
loveliest, sweetest giil 10 all the
world and oh, | lave her so dearly
In the deepening dusk, the fire.
light blazes brightly, and the old
grotesque shadows come out again
10 dauce on the wall. Again the
rudy CLEAN darts up TO the beaufi-
full Clytie over the bookcase, and
then returns 10 Sharlie, and anon
hurries back TO the marble face
Rest here, aud lend your warm color
to this fair human facet 1t has need
OF ali your glow, for deathiy pale
ness, almost as white as the marble
above il, is spreading over cheek
and lips, and The sweet light has
gone out of the brown eyes.
i want you 10 kaow her, Sharle
and she is so snxious to meet YOU, |
am sure you viii ioce eacb other |
would have tola ypu of her long
ago, but feared she would no, re-
turn my 1--we; | do not SEQ yet how
she Can Ike me, and | am in con-
slant state OF amaz cement al my own
happiness. | wrote to you the very
day she accepted me--day before
yesterday and came ut once to tell
you. [ am not afraid to rave to
you about her IN this way, Sharlie,
for you too have loved; and you
have been 80 faithful to lees men,
DRY, when any other girl would
have married long ago, that know
you will not think me foolish to be
so utterly happy
Faithful to Lees memory o
Genel And now | must go back on
the next train. | want so much to
stay longer, but telegram came TO
the Office just as left, on matter
of business which | must return to
see about. Goodbye, little sister,
until my next visit, which will be as
soon as | can CONS. There was
never such sweet, loving sister,
with such harum scarum, good
tor-nothing brother and leaning
over her chair to give her his BROTH
erly goodb bye kiss, he is gone. She
sits motionless where he left her,
until she hears the hall door close
after him, then rises aud stands for
a moment as if utterly bewildered.
Suddenly she stretches out her arms
with q low, heart. broken cry, %
Eageuel Eugene aud throws her
self on the sofa, whore she lies per
fectly still, with her white face bu-
ried in her hands on the pillow. TIE
room is quite dark now, but for the
Pickering flames, whose light still
wavers on the wall now glowing
over Clyiie's fixed loveliness, now
resting on the silky brown hair Of
the bowed head on the sofa, and
bringing out CLEANS of gold amid its
dusky simmer. From the quiet
figure to the marble face, and back
again, as if in plying wonder, the
freight CLEANS; and still! the 81.
lence is unbroken, save by that low.
moaning cry, o 'Eugene Eugene 7