The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1879-08-12
THE TIMES, NEW BLOOMFIELD, PA. AUGUST l2, ls79i


tion. "It says, "a homel home q
homel' That is what the wind always
seems to say to me in homely old chin
neys like these" Then she thought TO
herself "shall n or shan't ~ 1 hate
preaching, and hate meddling; but
there's chance to do bit Of good may
be, and--yes, I'll risk It,"
"Now listen to me, DEAR" she went
on, aloud, softening her voice as If to
child. "This is what L think about
your position. 1t seems to me that you
are just at the point when you must de-
eide for yourself whether you'll be
happy woman or an unhappy one for
the rest Of your life.''
Howp What do you mean ~
Why, you were lonely girl, you
know, with no real home of your own,
and here good man has come along and
taken you into his. He loves you dear
ly now, and you have a great deal of in
fluence over him, and can do pretty
much as you like now; but how long
will that last if you go on crying and
being unhappy and showing how little
you care for him 7"
"I don't know" whispered the bride,
family.
"Then you are married, you know.
You have given promise, and must
keep 1t, even If 1t makes you sorry.
Promises are solemn things. But 1
think you can keep it and be happy too.
And it strikes me you have chance to
do most beautiful thing"
"What is that ?" wonderingly.
"To make upto good man who loves
you for hard, hard thing in his life.
Think how dreadful il must always have
been for your husband, with his clever
mind and fine face, to feel himself in
one respect inferior to the stupidest
laborer who works in his field. 1t must
have hurt him cruelty always, and if
he were not sweet-hearted person by
nature, it must have made him hard
and sour. Now, for the first time,
something delightful has come into his
life. He has married you, and it seems
to me such chance as few women have
to be able to be SO much to any one as
you can be to him. And-don't you
think I want to preach; but God al
ways blesses those who try to do right,
and if you make your husband happy, I
think he will bless you and make you
happy too"
Her eyes ran over her as she made her
little speech.
"Felicial" sounded from below-"Fe-
licia, we ought to be going"
I" Must you go ?" cried Mrs. Dalrym-
pie, sitting up in bed, "Thank you ever
so much. You have done me heap OF
good. I'll never forget you-never. Oh
what's your manner"
'Felicia-FeIicia Mallows. Goodbye,
dear; and do not forget that the wind in
the chimney never says 'alone,' when
two people who care for each other are
together" Then they said goodbye.
81 shall come again if can before i
leave" declared Felicia. Old Sally,
coming up to hasten her movements,
was astonished to see the two exchange
kiss.
"Why, what ever has she done to the
cretur?'' she muttered, as the pony
wagon rolled away. "She looks twice
as alive as she did afore they came"
We drop tiny seed into the ground
or we watch a winged messenger detach
itself from the parent plant and fioat
away on its separate errand, and we are
scarcely conscious that with the act 6
new sequence of energies and possibili.
ties began, and the world is richer for 6
fresh point of growth. Felicia had nc
chance for another visit to the Dalrym
pie farm that autumn, and it was two
years before she saw itagain, during which
the image of the oddly circumstanced
little bride faded into dim distance
as images will in this overcrowdeC
world. Another visit to Patunxet re.
vived it into sudden life.
What ever became of that little
neighbor of yours who married a young
girl ?" she asked Mrs. Lenox. cit was
when was last here. Do you recollect
our going there ?"
&c Yes, now that you recall it, l do
and the unconscionable time you stale
up stairs in her bedroom. believe she
is we'll. Her baby was baptised few
Sundays ago."
"Have they baby S'
Yes; little girl. By-the-way-'