The Baltimore County union., 1883-04-28
LOST AT SEA.
EY MISS AMELIA THRoPP.

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Lanca.i.r ,E..j Nsr Era.
Phoebe Robertson was the daughter
Of Mr.. John Robertson, highly
esteemed citizen of the town of p,
in the State of Pennsylvania. He had
i<wo lovely daughters, OF whom our
heroine was the youngest. She was of
medium height, possessing graceful,
symmetrical figure. Her eyes were ola
deep violet color, which sometimes per-
picked her admirers rs to their real
color, shading from blue to black be-
tween their long silken fringes; her COM
plexion rivaled the lily in its fairness,
whilst the nose was well shaped, and
her mouth tempting as rose bud. The
dark waving chestnut hair adorned in
profusion her well.shapcd head. The
greatest charm, perhaps, about our
sweet young friend was that her beauty,
by which Others were so fascinated,
appeared to be unknown TO herself, so
unconscious was she of her great gift
There was 4 tinge OF melancholy in her
lovely eyes, and the same perceptiblc
in her manner, which was 4 mystery to
her friends, for there were few more
favored by nature or fortune than she.
No wonder it occasioned surprise, sur
Ee,.oded as she was with the choicest OF
earthly blessings, kind parents who
idolized her, an elder sister by whom
she was fondly loved, 4 comfortable
home, and possessing form and face
Of bewitching grace. However, there
was romance connected with her
young life, which was destined to throw
shadow over her bright sun.
Near her home resided Mr.. Went
worth, friend and neighbor, who was
highly esteemed by Mr.. Robartson.-
The two families were the warmest
personal friends. Mr.. Wentworth had
an only son, Frank. handsome, noble.
hearted boy, greatly beloved by all who
knew him for his intelligence and many
good traits of character. He was 4
number of years her senior, but her
kind friend and companion, the society
of one appearing indispensable to the
other. And many friend takes plea
SUITE in narrating little incidents con-
nectcd with the lives of these little
happy lovers, especially Of their kind
ness and consideration for the sick and
suffering. To these they were frequent
visitors, taking with them presents Of
apples, or cherries, or newly.inventcd
games, these little Samaritans being too
noble-heartcd to think only Of their
own happiness. Frank regarded Phoebe
with the most ardent admiration to him
she was his guiding star, his queen I;
whilst on the other hand she looked up
to him with the greatest respect, and
was considerably influenced by his strong
will and genius. So they grew up, the
sunny hours Of childhood passed by,
and they began to consider the more
serious realities of life.
"PhGbe !" said Frank, one evening,
as they were returning after a little
ramble in the country, in the early
evening, al have long thought that I
should tell you how love you. But,
| have said il so often that ! suppose
you regard it as an old, old story how
ever, this time ask il with a promise,
will you marry mel be my wifel"
She stood holding on to his arm in
silence f; overcome with surprise, per.
picked with astonishment. II had not
occurred to her that he would ask her
now; size had, in her imagination,
pictured it as something away OF, in
The far future.
The moon looked calmly down upon
the beautiful spring landscape, over the
peaceful country through which they
were walking. The whippoorwill sang
softly in the distant meadow by the
brook, whose gentle murmur, as il rip
pied over stones and pebbles, sounded
on the mild night air.
She stood with parted lips with her
great, calm eyes fixed on him, and
listened to what he said for a few
moments without a word, mute and
awed, surprised to stiffness.
At last, Frank said, "Speak, Phoebe !
For Gods sake, speak DO not keep
me in this suspense y"
"Frank, you have surprised me, she
repileu, IN 4 low, tremDiing VOICE.
"Why do you ask me now9 wait, oh
Wait IL
"You are no longer a little girl,
Phoebe. l must secure you or some
one else will steal my treasure lam no
longer a boy; ii is time was making
my way in the world. As you are
only fifteen, am willing to wait some
years for you, neither am !, at present,
able to make comfortable home for
you, but want your promise 7"
"You know that l love you, Frank |"
replied the trembling girl; "and will
promise !"
s'Thanks I" said Frank, folding her
in his arms. "And now, darling !" he
continued, al must speak Of my plans
for the future. have a very lucrative
offer from uncle to 20 to London, 70