Smyrna times., 1882-10-25
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that spanned the narrow river near the
Derwent farm, and Alice Derwent, the
farmers pretty dark-eyed daughter
stood under the vine-shaded porch,
looking after it with an unconscious
sigh.
$50 many come by you, and SO
many go by you out into the great,
wide, beautiful, world" she thought,
as she gazed over the fertile valley
farm and out through the break in the
blue mountains, whence trail Of white
smoke came floating back.
Il wonder if you will ever bring me
anything, or carry me away, or must
i live my life out to the end shut in by
these quiet hills ?"
Supper ready, mother?" called out
the hearty-looking farmer, halting in
the glow of the freight on the open
hearth, as he came in from foddering |
the stock, followed by his son Thomas,
who was the living, breathing, image
of his sire"
"To be sure it is replied his bust
ling little wife, who had just such eyes
and hair as bonny Alice, and just the
same sweet smile. Isn't it always
ready, father when the train goes by?
Come, Alice y
alice is out there looking for her
fortune, mother" said Tom. Ii j.
coming by that train. | know all
about it"
Alice smiled and shook her head at
her saucy brother, as she took her seat
at her fathers side.
Little did any Of them think how
many q true word is spoken in Jest or
that the fortune which the evening eX-
press was to bring the daughter of the
house was even then nearing their
hospitable door.
"I've worked hard all day long,
Martha, and Tom has kept pace with
me, and we both said as we came home
that we were too tired to eat. But this
is comfort 1t would be hard to see
anything much pleasanter than this
kitchen, and just as hard to find any OF
their French cooks that can beat you
and Alice, my dear" said Elihu Der
went, glancing thankfully at the blaz-
ing fire, the table laid so neatly, the
tempting meal of batter-cakcs and
wheaton bread and golden butter, and
a large dish Of cold beat and vegetables
that was placed before the two hungry
men.
Mrs. Derwent poured out the tea
strong, hot, and fragrant.
"Old Seaton, up in the big house
yonder, don't often get such tea as this
with all his servants" said Tom, look
ing across the valley to the brick anC
stone palace of the one millionaire o
the village.
Poor man ~ sighed Mrs. Derwent
Il DO pity him. His wife ant
daughter dead, and his only son s.
wild and wilful and Il wanderer al
over the world. Only last week h
told me, with tears in his eyes, that h
had heard of his boy, and that he ha
been seen lately in London intoXicate
and poorly dressed. Yet when h
wrote there to him-and wrote kindl
he had disappeared. If it was OF
Tom, Elihu, l should just break m
heart. Tom, if you ever do grow III
steady and run away, like Philip Sc;
ton, you will give your mother he
death-blow. Remember that J!
THANK God, it isn't Tom, Marthel
I'm sorry, too, for the man and tt
boy. Mr. Seaton Ownes that he turnt
him out of his house in London in u
of anger, and that the boy swOre
would never enter his doors agail
Bad temper on both sides, you Sc,
and so. Why, Marther, what {
earth is that?"
Farmer Derwent might as well a
the question and rush from the te
table to the door, followed by his wO
, dcring wife and children.
= A procession of four of his neighbC
| was coming up from his garden gate.
At the gate stood horse and lig
wagon, and from the wagon the 70
men had lifted an inanimate body, a
were bearing it towards the house.
"The 6o'clock express has run off t
n line, Il mile or two up the valley" Sc
Farmer Jones, as he apd his two sc
Il and his brother-in-lawr reached the POI
s with the senseless burden. "EN
so many people hurt but able to go
/ as soon as they got righted. But t
o poor fellow is so nearly dead that
q thought we had better bring him he
being as it was the nearest house, a
t send for the docter. We knew Il
= your wife could nurse him, if any {
Il could, Mr.. Derwent."
~ you're right there. Bring /
u right in" said the farmer.
n His wife led the way to her best b
room, next the parlOr.
> Tom sprang on the back of his sy
n, sorrel colt and set off for the doctor
m Half an hour later the supper ia
~ was cleared, the supper dishes W
S, washed and put away and Alice !
A. went sat pensively by the kitchen
while her mother and father were b
~ with the doctor in the spare room,
Tom, hurrying to and fro on Il
errands, stopped once or twice to
form her that the stranger was yo
and handsome, but dressed lik
laborer, and that the doctor said
L was a near chance whether he livet
died"
Two weeks passed on.
The doctor came and went each {
the neighbors far and near volunte'
their services all except Squire
ton, who lived his usual secluded
in his great mansion, buried in
books, and knew nothing of
stranger who lay at deaths door.
"PoOr boy Alice, / wish
would 90 and sit beside him awh
ma, said Mrs. Derwent, on the first e
ING of the third week of illness.
K'nuS is asleep now. If he awakes you
call me. If we only knew his peol
.. would send for them. ! fear he
not last long,
&c. Alice crept in, and took her pla'
the nurses chair.
Lea& Tears of pity dimed her eyes a.
looked at the wasted figure in the
LOUR The l Ps', ,tar thin 1ss ;snpss sss aSss1 nsss
in this ,yoI;no brown hair.
,1hi7.ly 81 wish his mother or father
- come p she said aloud.
&c, 81. The heavy .eyellds opehe4' =,
5c, 81. Two deep-Dlue eyes looAeu a'