Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1882-03-10

| only returned with moro discontent TO
the environment OF daily life, Israel,
on his I art, had many visions in which
Treasure bore. no part. He often felt q
secret wish that her complexion had
been less muddy, her form more grace
full, and her Temperament more romantic
But Mt the same time he was not with
out some perception of her trusting de-
votion. 1t favored his repinings and
longings to pour them into so attentive
an ear 1t gave him renewed assur-
ance TO look at himself through her
eyes, and behold the heroic figure there
ronected. In short, IL is not too much
to say that unconsciously Treasure be-
came one of the necessities of life, so
much so, that the question of the
strength or degree of his affection for
her never occurred to himself. But Mt
last tho opportunity so fervently desired
came, and Israel Garlic made his escape
from the wearisome fetters of farm
routine to the neighboring city that had
long been the goal of all his hopes. The
opening was the humble one of n sub
ordinate clerkship, but rs he told
| Treasure, ii was the entering wedge,
give him that and he would win the
rest. Indeed, he believed he was glad
that he had to grapple the world by the
throat, as 1t were, and master it for him
self. Ezekial Oarle did not forbid his
going, though he shook his head in
silent disapproval, while Joel Beers, the
nearest neighbor, whistled strain of
"Old Dan Tucker" when he heard the
news, before he made his comment:
"Going to the city, is hep Wall, meb-
be he'll succeed, l dunno, but there's
one thing I've noticed about Israel
Carle, he never sees the end hill of a
row of corn in hoeing time. Maybe
he'll find the end of the row some day;
/ wouldn't want to swear to il though" p"
But it was on Treasures heart, the one
that had no doubt or fear for his sue
cess, that the burden of his departure
weighed heaviest; and when the part
ing moment came, Israel, touched to
unwonted tenderness by her pale face
and tear-filled eyes, and realizing in the
pang of separation all that she had been
to him, whispered rs he kissed her
goodbye: "Keep up courage, Treasure,
will have home some day, and then
will come for you" Then he was
gone and Treasure, rs she went about
her work, or sat alone in the forsaken
"door-yard'' that had been from child
hood their favorite haunt, realized as
never before the solitude of the dumb
hills and waiting woods. A solitude,
solaced, however, by the memory of his
parting words and his frequent letters.
Though there was little that was glad
some in 1sraefs letters, they were u
repetition of the old monologue, only on
a slightly different key; but "life was
still dark" existence was cage he was
beating his wings against; he was one
alone; no one understood or appre-
ciated him; the world was cold and
heartless; and Treasure read it all with
heart full of pity, and dropped furtive
tears on the fine wristbands she stitched
for him, and stinted herself of girlish
pleasures that she might add mite to
his scanty salary. The clerkship, how
ever, was hardly less irksome than the
farm, and it was not long till he re-
turned glowing with new enthusiasm,
he had discovered the line for which his
inclination and abilities best fitted him,
the path that opened glorious vista
of light into the midnight darkness in
which he had been groping," and the
gates to this halcyon region bore the in
scription "Cokeh and Blackstone. :"
Ezekiel Carle had few hundred dol
lars, the result of long saving, toward
the purchase of the strip of land be-
twiXt him and the road. But Israel
plead so urgently and drew such bright
pictures of the grand investment it
would be, that ut last his father reluct-
antly yielded it to him. Ezekiel
and his wife were growing old. They
had hoped to have kept their son al
ways with them, but they and Treasure
viewed him through loving eyes, and
thought him at each return more hand
some and nobe. In due time Israel was
admitted to the bar, but the drain on the
home resources did not cease. alt was
impossible for him." he wrote with a
fine scorn, "to stoop to the petty and
yers contented themselves. Ii lofty as
| pirations were fault, he must be
| blamed, but he would rather wait in
obscurity than accept a case unworthy
him." Grand sentiments these sounded
to the simple home group, the grandeI
that they hardly understood them, but
they seemed like his slightly exagger-
ated manner, the impress of the great
world of which they dreamed SO much
and knew so little. Time passed on; the
ideal client was slow in coming. But 4
summons was heard in the farmhouse,
to higher than earthly court, and Eliza
beth Carle, laying down the burdens
she had borne so long, hastened to an
swer it. 1t was on the sorrow-stunned
hearts that remained that there fell al
the same time Israers startling an
nouncement that he had abandoned the
law. yes" he said, in answer tc
Treasures s exclamation of surprise, sit
has been q mistake from the beginning;
see now that Ineyer was fitted for n law.
yer. It's n dull, cramped life, full OF
miserable, sordid details. But mar
often has to learn through his failures
and I've found out that not law, bu
journalism, is my true vocation. Quick
intense work is what want, something
to appeal to the emotions and higher
faculties. It's grand field, Treasure
and when once have fairly entered OF
it, neither you nor father will regret the
change;" and taking his cigar from hi:
mouth he smiled down at her, with III
air of superior confidence, that silenceG
all remonstrance on the part of the ad
miring woman by his side. But alas
even this new path was not thornless
as he wrote: Everything brilliant
in his writings was cut out by jealou.
editors. He wished he had been creatct
to cringe and forget his manhood fol
the paltry dollar, but as he had not, hi
must suffer accordingly" In these
years Treasure Reid had grown from ,
girl to woman, not pretty, but with {
homely sweetness and CHEEKY heart
someness that carried its own charm
and brought more than one of the
neighboring young farmers across thu
fields to the old house. Israel could no
have told why, but these things stunS
him with angry irritation. He had Otter
pitied himself in being bound to ;
woman of so little beauty and style, ant
felt that to appear with her. say at TIN
opera, would cause his pride to twinge
There were even times when her lov,
had seemed in the nature of n bondage
but none the less he could not bear tina