The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1883-12-12
, r STEWARDS FIRST LOVE.
uovv Hs Proved Faithless to a Girl Who
Left Eome and Country to Follow Him.
Cleveland Herald.

more energy than capitalize placed the few
hundred pounds he brought from Ireland,
together with the ready money he obtained
IN following his vocation as teacher in pri-
yate school in New York, into the business
which afterwards did so much toward max
ing his name famous, becoming a silent part
ner in this mercantile house, and not losing
his interest in educational pursuits. Even
two years after, when, in 1928, he took
foremost place in the business, he still pur-
sued with all the energy which gave him
such renown the private calling of a teacher.
About this time he was obliged to return
10 Belfast to settle up an estate be-
aueathed him by his grandfather. Near
Belfast lived family named Morrow,
their residence being by the sea and known
as "The Knock" With this household the
Stewart family has long been intimate, and
on his return theyoung man revived this in
timacy and took up his abode with them for
The winter. it being conveniently near his
business, allowing him to go as occasion de-
manded One of the members of the family,
& and the one unon whom his own life made
an ineffaceable impression, was Abigail, then
with the bloom of youth on cheek and lip
Their daily intercourse wove the bond which
+. both believed to be enduring, and on the
com pletion of his business in the spring.
when he felt it necessary to return to New
1 York, he suggested that the family of his
aft lnced should return with him. To this
suggestion was added the solicitous appeals
Of the young girl to leave their ocean home
8 and make new one in a strange country
Both combined produced the desired effect,
and preparations were commenced to carry
the project into operation How strong must
have been the love which inspired this
whole family-the love of the mother and
brothers for this idolized daughter and sis
ter-the love of this young girl for her I'M
tried lover-a love which rendered it posi-
BILE for each to bravely hide their sorrow at
leaving beautiful, green Ireland; but even
when each was living through the last sad,
homesick days, it is said that Abigal's spir-
its were hardly known to falter through the
ordeal, but she performed with the same
blithesome tread and happy songs all the
last little details of leaving, selecting what
was most precious and sacred to all, visiting
all the old childish haunts Who knows
what golden threads of hopeful fancy were
woven in with all her songs, and buoyed
her up in this sad yet sweet experience.
Even when they had taken their last look at
their bonny country and the morning hai
dawned on the vast expanse of water which
was to greet their eyes for so many weary
days, the only expressed thought that came
to her lips was that her life seemed to stretch
out before her like the long slrning path of
the sun on the water-an endless vista.
They reached New York in 1925, and the
Morrows. who had fri ends in this section of
the country, came on to Cleveland, but Stew
art with his inheritance OF $500, investing it
in Irish laces and linens furnished the nu-
ceus for the largest dry goods store in Amer
lea, and began with renewed capital and en-
ergy his indefatisable pursuit of riches.
The family with whom the fortunes of the
merchant prince were then attached settled
in Cleveland-a small town at that time
where they lived two years at the expiration
Of that nQriO0 mOUino to (HlpnVil1n whore
they all lived and died, apparently without
touch of romance in their prosaie lives.
After many letters had passed between the
lovers, and nearly year had slipped by,
Stewart gladdened the girls quiet life by
visit, which only served to render still
brighter the sunshine of her hopes, and
which left herstill less prepared for the news
which she must so soon hear. Whether he
was dazzled with the fufillment of his world
ly plans and his success furnished new
lens to his eve, changing the
wisdom of early plans into the folly of
maturer years, or whether, grown more
worldly wise with his prosperity, the story
which once seemed so charming no longer
had the same Interpretation for him; or, last
of all. whether his business life bad absorbed
all other ambitions and become an end in it
self-at any rate, his love grew more waver,
ing, his letters became less and less frequent,
and soon after Miss Morrow received tidings
of A. I. Stewards marriage. The first taste
OF DarQSD1D seems unenQufaDle. FROM tDaC
cruclble she came entirely changed; the
bithe-hearted Irish girl was prematurely-
aged woman whose smiles and songs were
flown with the roses on her cheek. The dead
days stretched their long length before her;
bleak, wintry days, filled only with bitter
reAembrances, each definite and measur-
abe reality, at first treading the wine-press
of der existence with restless, wretched heart
at last finding solaee in the everyday duties
and the mother love which softens woe; but
her mother died the year following, and for
thirty years she kept house" for her two
brothers. 1t must have been that
she realized with many others
the truth and quaintness of the ejaculation
There's many good bit of work done with
a sad heart" but she never complained, her
lips were sealed in reference to her past, and
the name which has called up so many hopes
never escaped her lips. Even when two years
after his marriage ne commenced yearly Of
fering iii the shape OF gifts of personal ma
ture-possjbly considered, in his opinion. as
panacea and an atopement for his faithless-
ness-she received them without word of
comment, but with homely pathos laid each
one away, never to be used.
In 1850 she died and few that gathered
around her grave knew of the untold story of
her life. few that understood the unrealized
expectations of her youth that were buried
in her grave, or that could appreciate the
homely beauty of her life, viewed by heav-
emily light.
Faithfulness In the humhlest part
Is better at last Than proud success,
And in that morning when she shall wake
TO the spring time freshness of youth again,
All her trouble shall seem but flying flake
Her lifelong sorrow but a breath on the pane.
Her grave, near their home, on the road
leading from St. Clair street to Silverthorn's
was tenderly cared for by the two brothers.
and it remained there for twenty years, call
ing forth many curious comments from tray
elers on that road. In 1861 the younger
brother. Davy being then nearly seventy
years of age, married young wife, but Will
liam, the elder remained unmarried until
his death, in 1874. His last desire was that
he shnnld be iI.terrnl h1r tho sian of hic