The banner-enterprise., 1883-04-19
BY ADA A NEWTON.

Heman's
"To thee the love of woman hath gon
down;
Dark flow thy tides DER manhood
noble head. Ger
Youths bright locks and beauty
fowery crown.
Yet mus thou hear voice--Restor
the dead
Earth shall restore her preciouse thing
from thee.
Restore the dead, thou sea"
"How often life seem calm ant
placid as that water; yet how offer
is hidden that which, if revealed
would be as terrible to look upon al
the bones that this sea covered" Sht
arose, went in the house, seated her
self at the piano and sang:
81 stood where the summertide flowing
Homeward the bark gaily bore;
But | know the same ocean was throwing
Tokens OF wreck on the shore.
Still voice through the song of glad
ness,
, Hopes fraugbt with joy came to me
And it filed all my heart with sad
By the blue sea-"
'Why, Essie, where have you
been? have looked the house
through Tor you; where were you
hidden p
well, Allena, had you have
glanced through the window you
would have seen me on the porch.
'Oh! yes, | forgot that you are
always out there dreaming; but |
tell you what | want. Mama has
gone over To Lille I4owne's and has
brought us invitations to Lilies
party, and, Esta, there is to be a
stranger present, a Mr.. Paul DeMott,
and mania says that | may go If you
will 60.
Let me see, Lena; party, witll a
stranger present to play the agree
able to my sister. Well, | cannot
say that | care much for the party,
neither can | say that | am inter-
ested in the stranger; but to please
my sweet little sister, we will 60 to
this party, and mind, Lena, you are
to MAKE eyes at none but this stran~
ger.
Now, Essie, | care nothing at all
for the stranger, but Lillie always
gives such splendid parties; but say,
sister, when have you heard from
Charlie? | do not hear you speak of
of him now. What have ] done,
sister, continued Allena, seeing that
her sister had turned very pale, Il
did not mean to hurt you.
well, Lena, run away; tell mama
l will so with YOU
After her sister had gone, Esta
laid Eer head on the piano, and mur'
INJURED, Show strange it is, what has
happened to him? Is he false? No,
| cannot believe that of him. What
is it, that is what the waves ask
always, what is it?' What is it?'
Only God knows; the past is in His
keeping; the future, His presence
will clear. Esta Morton had been
wooed and won by Charlie Leslie, a
merchants son. He had to come to
New York as a lawyer While there
he met Esta, whose parents in the
winter season resided in the city.
The young man was welcomed as II
visi,or to the family, but when it be-
came known that he aspired to the
hand OF Esta, he was not so warmly
received The young man knowing
that his love was returned, felt un
wiling to release her. So he left her,
saying, as he pressed his kisses on
her brow, 'Esta, | love you; no
woman ever can be to me what you
are; | am going away to gain wealth
for you; cheer up, my darling, be
true to the end, and remember that
sall is well that ends well. lie had
left her to GO out into the world and
seek fortune; since then she had
heard from him but once. Winter
had passed, and summer had come
laden with its burden of fruit and
flowers; how dreary the days seemed
to her! Even the waves seemed to
grieve with he,; what is it? what is
it?' they seemed to say, and but the
one answer could be returned, God
ale ne knows.
'How our Esta has altered, MOTHER
said Mr.. Morton to his wife as he
watched Es.a and Allena wandering
by the sea. q wonder if sne grieves
for that fellow? l wish she had
never seen him; a good enough fellow
to be sure, but so poor; how foolish
in her to want to marry him.
All, my husband mildly replied
the wife, tbs love that makes the
world 60 ahead. should hate to see
my daughter welded to wealth and
misery. You forget that we were
once poor; we lived in apartments,
but were we not happy even them
'Esta, our children have been
reared in wealth; would you like to
see Allie in the kitchen baking, scour-
ing, being a drsdgeSin general, while
Essie darned and patched? No, Esta,
it was our misfortune to be poor, but
our children, let us seek better things
for them.
But Allen, my husband, let our
children choose for themselves. Essie
loves Charlie, Leslie, and we ought
to let her marry him. Do not let
m. causa our dauOhter's life to be