St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1883-12-21

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what we wanted. So he took them
under his charge, and they learned so
fast, he said they'd soon be ready for
college. One day he came to me and
said,
"'DO you know you've got a wonder
ful daughter, Mr.. Woodward Some
day her name will be known all over
the world as very learned woman.
She ought to be splendidly educated
"'DO your best, Collins, and I'll buy
her books | said. SO then he let her
begin Latin and Greek, and when he
graduated, she was fifteen years old,
and ready for college, only women
could not so to college then.
"'They can't keep me from studying
at home, anyhow she said to me,
And III keep up with Welcome in all
his studies just as if | was i'll college.
That year a young man came to
board at our house named Cyril HaZlitt.
His father was one of the richest men
in New York, but no one would have
guessed it to see Cyril, for he was
quiet and well behaved, and uncom-
mon fond of his books. No sooner did
he get acquainted with Welcome, than
he found ont how thanksgiving studied
every night, and kept up with him,
just as if she was going to graduate.
This made him take the notion of Civ
ing up his rooms in College Hall, and
hiring our parlor, so he could help her,
for he had had better fit than most
of the freshmen, and didn't need to
study quite so hard. In less than il
month he was Just like one of us, and
he and Welcome were Just like bro
theirs. College fellows used to make
fun of him for being at our house so
much, and tried to tease him, calling
him one of the triplets, but he was too
sensible to care, and went on just the
same. | can see those three young
stcrS now, sitting in that very sitting
room, studying night after night. It's
hard to think it was SO long ago, but
they're waiting for the old man, all of
'em, over there"
"What became of himP' | asked, for
he had wandered off in Il reverie again,
and ! was obliged to speak to rouse
him from it.
"Oh, yes. That's the story. Just as
he was getting ready To graduate, and
was writing his speech for commence
ment the war broke out. He was de
termned to go from the first, but we
kept c0axing him to wait, and Wei
come told him if he would wait till va
cation. he would 90 too; SO he quieted
down spell, and said but little about
it. noticed Thanksgiving grew pale,
and did not eat well, but | thought it
was studying too hard, or worrying
about Welcomes going to the war, OF
something of the kind, but | never
dreamed she cared for Cyril, till one
night, we were all sitting on the porch,
and we saw some one running toward
the house. 1t was bright moonlight
night, as light as ever a night could
be, and as soon as he was near enough
we saw it was a student, who took his
meals with us, named Sam Fellows
He had no sooner come within calling
distance than he shouted:
"Have you heard the news? There's
been Il battle Our side has lost.
am going.
$50 am L. said Cyril, jumping up
"''And !, ; says our Welcome. Thanks
giving Just shut her hands tight to-
gether, and said not word.
"I have waited too long already
and shall go at once AS he spoke h,
came forward and took hold of Thanks
giving's hand, and brought her righ
up before me, and then he spoke on
so all could hear:
".Mr. Woodward, | must ask yol
what | never meant to ask till wa
ready to take her to a home of III,
own, but these are dangerous times
and serious times, and | must speal
now. ] love Thanksgiving as | low
myself, and would marry her before
enlist. AS my wife she could come t.
me if necessary, and if worst comes t.
worst, she would have my property
Can we be married at once? YO
know me, and you know whether
could make her happy?
''Poor child Though she was nine
teen, thought of her as a child, and
saw i'll the moonlight her face grO'
whittier and whittier, and believe sh
would have fallen down if he had no
put his arms around her, and kept he
up.
"Well, they were married late tina
night, and next day nearly all tn
senior class started for Washington
and we were left alOne-wife, Thanks
giving and |. That day, low-cov
cred buggy with jet black hors
came up from town, and the man VIII
left it said Cyril had told him to brin
it up for his wife.
''ln the next mail came letter, tel
ing her to ride every day, and sho
$ how brave she was by keeping cheerful
e and well and happy. 1t was a har
: matter, but she was no common CIR
/. and every morning at sunrise, 81
u would start off on ride with eth,
# her mother or me, and then come hon
o and work all day as if she were pal
IS for it. We knew what it meant, til;