Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1883-06-09
Ia ckoSus ~ Villagers 10 Acord wieAc~s A. o. L. q %
tAeg rcre pussino along tAs road
Md pleasures and palaces though we NAV mann.
Be IL ever 90 humble, thcrc's no place Ike home,
Home, sweet homei
There's no place like homei


There's no place like homei
tDurire The chorus CL,Rr herself upon her hnca
orerposoersd bV the eIcess Qr her grssr.
Mn Lcantn9 erslting'v from the Farm nouse.l
Re-snter- NisETT. oofly from the ho,lse, Lsx-
Carl springs no la rapture, a,.d runs 20 meet
Nh. JOY, Clam. Joy; snel come to you. Wait
In the sum;ner-houSe, and she'll be With you In.
stantly.
cart Thanks, ten thousand. thousand thanks,
Nm she's comlng-Co. quick. pray Tor your
success from tie bottom OF my soul
FRI CLAIR ,'lfo RE summer o'1se r
Re-erter FIDsIaA from TIE house l. = X
Fd. In the summcr-housc?
Ma Yes, ma'am; the persons waiting for you
there.
[FrR Frn,rsA into tho summer house, RsI
Eetcr NlNrEDo, fHRni80 tgOE0h The cate n Z. v.
MAJ Herc'S pretty treatment ior wedding
day You couldn't be less ciyil n we had been
married year. TO leave me all this wlile stuck
behind a tree, waiting, signing, and not knowing
me such threading -nect lc-dance-f1rst through
me wood, then over the little bridge and-lndced,
Ma. Iniced-rve been doing what's or moro
cons quence 10 Doth OF Us, than to watca your
NfIa what's that,
Ma Assisting to bring home a wanderer. Cla1
| Is In that sumner-house with her mother
MN Ne:-And that was all you scampcred
away from me 50 for?
MIA Yes, Nimpedo; and don't you think that
such an act may bring blessing on your we'd
MIN; Why. now think OF it. can't say that
don't think, but do taink so-ani-
Ma Away! away! they're coming.
N6H Come along-come along.
lT7ey run out arna-us-aJ7n, through the gate,
X. C.
Ee-enter FIDALN., pale dnd tremb'ino-She looks
o'd, then makes sign 10 CLAIR, tcto yotio,os,
FROM t!.e Sl1iiler-lo,lSe, X S. r..
Clari. (Rh Mother. dear mother, to be suffered
once more 10 speak To you In THIS place; 10 know
myself pardoncd my heart rull,-thus, thus
only can thank YOU lSei1es her hand. aud Kisses
| az prsfR enthusiasm.
Ftd. a. Cuhappy girl I believe you limo.
cent; but mothers heart is more ndu,Sc mt than
| the world! And, ahi there Yet To be an.
peased lStepS heard ia the Jdrn,-lottse l. s. E.l
Your father: Sorty-sta MI out of sight-he comes,
but must not know you yet
IShe puts a cel orer Carl ,rho shrinss into the
,hlbleT-i.ouSe-Fiddinad retireS ,ip, r.
Re-e,ster ROLAND from TIE house, l. & r., rouo,oed
tv NrCoLo.
Nc. Bur, at any rate, for half an hour you
might.
RoL No: shall only mar the festal hour I
am the sc2thel tree OF the heath that drop.
The bolt that struck OF my branches has left my
| old trunk erect IA wrctched loneliness.
Mc. yR) It's a shame, neighbour. for a strong
mind, like yours TO give itself up 10 sorrow, In
| this way. You might as well put pistol TO your
head at once; you'll be sure Kin your self by
IL, sooner or later; and self murder In one form %
quite as criminal as IN another.
Rot o. When you have seen the being for whom
child you've reared with unceasing wat hfulness,
wrenched from you by villains grasp, then come
| Ne Well, well. I'll not weary you any longer.
From my soul, I'm grieycd 20 see you thus aban.
doned TO Ruthless sorrow Farewell, my friend.
| and may Gays be at hand when We shall see you
smile once more!
Erh Nicoto Through TIE gate. r. o. Z
RoL Smile. Oh, happy father happy TO see his
| daughter safe in her native innocence-safe from
| the bane of wealth! 1 hoped that such Q
day would beam on me; but ftte was Jealous.
| Lost girl! tFidaimd leads cart from the sum-
faeI'- houSe-tteg ,rdtch Eoldmo u,io6arped.l
| As gaze there, methnks see her In her infant
| al al gnnn
| gan; laughing, She ran, with arms extended, to-
warts me; then trembei lest her young feet
| through those fearful times unharmed. She
| escaped those thousand dangers:-now she fallsi
RANGES, RI Shes gone. shes lost. My CIari,-oh,
| my child! t7hrotcS hnseD into a char, l.
Ftd. tAdrdncing and touching hiS stouldeI;l A
teari Dad not hear our Cllri's name. too? Did
not your lips utter the name OF our child7
Rot. tR.ses.l No, no, Fdalma; let Us, II posi-.
| DE. not think or speak OF her again.
now; but here is poor young creature, the daush-
Rot. Away, away! I have no daughter. Icrosses
| Fid. ~ No. Roland. but this repentant child
the daughter of ncighbour) Is on her way to ask
| forgiveness or her offended father. She faints
with shame and grief, and dares not meet him. DO
speak a word or two OF comfort TO her, and teach
her al what words she should address him, to gain
| his blessing, AMI TO sooth his anguish.
Rot None!-Let her not dare TO look upon him:
| Let not her presence insult the home her infamv
| has dlsyraced! tCroSses I.-C9dIi dro,rs herself
itto her mothers GrniSl Perhaps, too, she has q
| mother, rich In every virtue,-let her shun that
mother, too: for contamination is in her touch.
Virtue can hold no intercourse with vice, though
Vice, with double baseness kneels, affecting rover.
Ca'f. tSoboinaI Oh, oh!
Rot Yet hold.-t Will not Judge too harshlys
Ter there are sh AIDES OF guilt, and hers, perh aps,
| may not be OF SO deep dye as TO preclude for.
glvenesS lFidatnod puts Ctari orer 20 hin-l Per.
poor childD he was morose and id,-perhaps
neglectful. cold, and unindulyent
g Gai ri, Oh, no, he was most kind, airectionate.
and good. tSta Sobbing.
Rci What, did he love you more than all the
world? Did he rear you in domestic tenderness,
and train you In the paths or virtue2 Did he clasp
TO his doting heart and In his foolish PRIDE pro-
claim his child the paragon OF earth, and did you
then blast all these fond hopes, and, clinging TO
another, leave him I'm his storm OF grefi
Car. OH, oh! tWeeps, and great agitatiow
falls on her knees before him.
FM Dear ROLAND, do not aggravate the dear
child misery. She Is repentant, she is the shorn
lamb; temper the storm to her affiction, but do
not add another wound TO q heart already too
Rot Wen, well. be II so. Iwln forget my OWN,
ard try To sooth her grefs-Young woman, risei
[He raises h'r. aud takes le'' hand tendertyI whas
your Inistres are well can guess; what your
fathers srnerings are, too well know. You fear
sGu near tn
Ing suffering TO you. child? can do So for have
.,eh Il. l feel 1t now. tWeeps.l l once had .
Clar. Oh, Sir do not name her.
Rot OH, how dotted on that daughter worda
sacrificed me TO yillain.-her ingratitule has
bie3ched this head, her wckedneSS has broken
this heart, and now my deteStation Is upon heri-
Oh, 90 not you resemble her-remafn not mo.
ment longer from your father-fy TO him, ere his
heart give way mi ne docs now; ere he curses
YOU as now curse
CIaTf. tDaftaag fo1lcard iR excessive agitationl
No nore--in mercy, oh. no more.
Rot. Ha. Away, away away! tRetredtiaQ,L.
Ciafi. tFOIto,ring on her kHee.l Your vengeance
cannot make you deal TO the agony or a despair.
Ing child: behold me on my knees! bring the
sacrifice OF a broken spirit. 1 DO not ask your
love, till you know I'm worthy to be loved; I do
not ask your confidence, TIL you feel I again be
trusted; but no not deny me the shelter OF your
paternal roof.
Rol tVfolr1atlnl Hence, hence! I know you
not My sight rejects you-SpurnS you. III you
have wasted all the spoils OF guilt, there there's
gold! your idol, gold, gold, for which You bartered
ali your hopes or bliss!
tDashes riotentlv the EARTH and =
Fidalrsd, r..
Carl Father, father, hear me!
Fd- Roland, hear her-She is Innocent
Rot Innocent She Innocent! no, no, impoSst-
BILE! She left us-left her doting parents heg
happy b ON e-tO follow q villain7
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