Sacramento daily record-union., 1883-09-08
Lily and Josephine discovered.


viii lead him TO the death
But, Lily, look you up, for when to-day
Is grown yesterday. We SMILE at is
Misfortune.
Lily. But often will nay memories Ay
Back TO my childhood's home, like swallows that
still seek
Their nests torn down by cruel winters storms.
Can IfOrget the old back stairs, where oft
My little brothers feet came, step by stepf
The little room, where, watching his worn face that
night,
We saw him die? Aad then there was vine
Where all the birds of SUI mer came 10 WOO.
1t was honeysuckle vine; and oft
The suns rays stealing came through its soft
leaves,
To wake me / the morning.
[Be rings at front Of the house.
Who can it beg
Jos My aunt here IN her carriage,
To take me home. But list Yea, tbs her voice.
Mrs Sto within. This change to poverty has
taien the life
From out their lazy limbs Rings againl
Lily. Ny parents must have gone without, to take
Their evening walk and they have locked the door
Mrs. Sto. Ha, now Not yet! But will bring
them up. Rings violently
JOS / know not why it is; my aunt does seem
To have a strange dislike for my sweet friend,
And, turning from her, it does reach her parents.
iEnter through gate h. C. Mrs. Stone, Lily and
Blackwell.
Mrs. StO. Well. niece
Did you grow tired while waiting for NE hers?
hours
Were giloed DER with golden happiness
Mrs. Sto gentle friend, indeed SO sweet if
she
That all the baby stars do press their faces
Against the windows in the vault of Heaven
To gazs down on her lovely innocence !
Aud know one (thy cousin. Josephine),
Whose eye captured by her innocence.
He listened TO her soft and cooling words,
Which chased each other out her snowy throat
As soft and innocent zs doves notes are
And all the world does know the dove does never COG
To win her charmed mate-tis all for innocence.
Black. Hells innocence.
JOS The mind that does imagine guilt in others,
For that imagination often hath
A strong foundation resting in itself.
Mrs Sto. Now stop tly magpie chattering
come,
To our home
Jos. Good bye, sweet Lily, till we meet again.
Mrs St0. laside TO BIackwelll tender morsel
It's OF plea5ure, when
We have power that, wand like, we can WELD
To make men tremble i-yau make waste Of
time
Come, Josephine
[EXeunt Mrs. Stone, Blackwell and Josephine,
through gate r. c.
LILY. One hath 4 irowning face TO witheE smiles;
The otnei smiles-Will they be witheredl
Exit thro igh door c. into the house.
Enter through gate R. C. Mr. and Mrs. Arden, and
they SIT together on bench L. under some
Mrs. 4IGi The little money that we still have
Is going last soon will it all be gone-what then
Ard. Ay. that III ask my wife what then?
Mrs. ATd III tell thee what: then will starva-
tion come,
Aud cling upon US till the flesh is gone
Ard. I've done my best 10 gain livelihood;
From morn to night have wandered round these
streets;
Asked oft for work, but did receive rebuffs,
And met cold ooks, that silent insult bore,
My clothes jeered At; oft cut by former friends
And when | asked out Cor a little work.
rl.arrt fob - INN FiTarn in mol
All have dragged through many a drearY day,
Until the heart dii weary grow, and sick,
And till | wished TO lay me down and die,
Like some poor dog, I've seen lie i the gutter
But then the thought Of thee, and Of my child,
Came 70 my mind, and urged me on again;
And now, tor this, you tsuut me with the pain
The poverty I've Srought-Oh tis too much
Mrs. Ard l taunt theel No! cast no taunt
st thee;
But, still, think our daughter might have deigne1
To drop her slishness and think of us,
Who, she perhaps may know have given her being
But, like queen that hath ten million pounds,
She coldly did reject young Stone, her lover,
Because forsooth she thought che ne'er could love
him
Ard. All this is strauge-I never heard of this
Aud is it long that he hath wood my daughterg
Mrs. Ard. As long summer is, with winter
placed behind it,
Hath he been woeing her beneath thy eyes.
Ard. | knew that, like another visitor,
a few short evenings had he spsnt Nith her.
Mrs. ard. Why cen as the night,
of late,
This wooer came, and In sur LII, $ ear
Did whisper; but she put rough barriers there;
Yet still he poured his soft words in her
Until the hour grew late. and the poor lights
Did grow a.weary guarding off the dark.
But she had not an answer for his love,
In all her pride and all her selfshness
Ard. Oh, wife let not these hard thoughts rise
in thee.
Selfish, cay your thought OF selfshness
Neer dared to stray across her gentle heart
h. hat Trifat
hardships
That you now feel have left a bitterness
To ruffe up the smoathness of your thoughts.
Mrs. A Td. And he does give golden reason for
His wooing
Ard. And would you make bargain Of our
child?
Oh no, my wife know, a year ago.
You had not thought of this; and soon again,
When better times have bnghtened up before U.s.
Your thoughts Will take again their former course
Mrs ATd- Nay, but she must not drive kind
fortune off,
That now does almost beg TO do her favors
But thus it is through all the length Of life:
Fortune we use not when It's 10 our power,
And, when 1t has escaped, we rue i,s loss
Enter Lily, through housedoor c.
Tell me now. Lily. why like you not your wooerf
He has good looks such looks had pleased me well
When was of your age /; a manly form,
A gallant bearing, and y sparkling eye
That speaks an unheard language, sweeter far
Than the sott-.ongued nightingale could speak
=
Lily. have reason that / may not give;
reason that would make me rather work
Until the hssh is worn from off these arms,
Before would consent 70 be his bride
ard. Nor shall my darling forced against her viii
Give up her hand to one she does not love,
While lives her fsther with breast 30 broad
That 1t may yet brave off fe's beating storms
Exit Arden into the house c
Mrs Ard Again, ask, whg can you love him
Lily. And still, say, I have reason, mother,
That would keep prisoner in this brain,
Till Death draws back the bolts to let it free
Mrs ATd. But I'm thy mother, child should not
thy secrets
BE known to me, as well as to thyself?
Lay. since mother, then, you still wish that
Give thee 10y secret know that this mans mother
Without cause, hath insulted me,
AS never woman did since day dawned to mel
With cruel, bitter sneers, hid in a SMILE
At first she did insinuate that
Was but poor low wr-teh, that sought, with willy
To steal away tn affections of her son.
Who, thou did look collly on his Eooing,
Hath still persisted in his i'll. born suit
Mrs ATd And l suppose tnat something she
hath said
Which, .h1ugn ner words no masked meanings bore
Did so appear 70 your suspicious hind.
LILY al, yes, my mother; they tore meanings
sharp
As kaives with which they pierced me to the heart
At times, when she did say some bitter thing,
She smiled the while, with that hard chilling smile
That speaks in every tongue and ali the while
Methought saw youug demons IN her eyes:
Those ewes that blazed with fire new-brought from
Hell
All no cannot ever marry him,
For then she'd smile upon my very dreams
Mrs. Ard. Ii she's woman; arc you not an
otheri
Poor, timld thing iain must pity thee;
Thou was not made for such world this;
wicked world, that brings thee grlevances.
Lily tell thee, mother. bitter life's before me
II do take his hand none OF lifes Joys
viii ever reach my heart; dark shadows only
Will fall from of the years that, like TO trains
OF funerals. will slowly cross the heaven.
Nv davs will he like NIGHTS Of bitterness,
My nights like shrouded days.
There a voice deep d,wn within my heart
Proclams this doom u me. Whether this be
A spirit. soeakinc with voice from Hesven,
know not but know the voice speaks truth.
Cell rus nov. mother,
Sha surrender up my band 70 him
Mrs. Ard. 1 am too old, my child, TO be deceived
BY these toy foolish fauces sIuce you ask
For my opinihn. in such rounded terms,