The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-09-27
GOING HOME FROM FLORIDA.
IF. E. Huddle, in Through a@ii.l

GOING HOME FROM FLORIDA
 IF. E. Huddie, in Through M@n.l
 It was on a train coming out ofFlorida The old man coughed terribly. and al passengers pitied him.
 have been down in Florida trying te gel over this hemorzge," he said be. tween fits of coughing, "an6 ws, told by the doctors that would soon be bet. ter and go home cured. 1 am goine home, but will never" here he began coughing again and it was several niin- utes before he could go on speaking G 1 will never be we'll again. I came down here on these warm shores, think. ing maybe one day l would be young and strong again, but alas! am Rriev. ousiy disappointed. No, she is not my viie," he continued, as the passengers looked inquiringiy at the pretty youn. woman by his side. She is my grand. daughter. My wife, God bless her, is up yonder, pointing toward the brazen sly.
 "Oh, dear! This young woman is all there is of my once large family, and she is already stricken with consumption. We came down here together last fall, and she is better, but am going back to Lynne to die, while she is only tempor. pcraEily benefited. Oh, yes. Florida is a good place for consumptives to come toto die" Then he couehed again till his face was livid, and half the passeneers were coughing from very sympathy. The young lady drew his white old head down on her bosom, and dallied with his thin locks, and pressed his flushed cheeks with her soft fingers until he slept. All were glad to see him at ease, and hun- dred willing hearts went out to her as two hundred willing hands were profered for assistance in subdued whispers.
 He is sleeping so sweesIy," she said, and See those smiles playing on his lips. An, yes. He is dreaming of home and youth. He often does so when he is so worn that he sleeps. What did he say: Oh, yes. lie is boy again, and in fancy, he is roaming through the green fields hand in hand with my dead erand- mother. Listenr'
 Stella Stella. Amt the world beau tiful to-days"
 Stella was my grandmother" the girl said, and he has gone back in his happy dreams, to the days when he roamed with her on the fine New Eng land hills. An, yes, He is back in his old Massachusetts home, a boy again. !. The old man moved quickly and his arms twitched nervously, until his hand above his head and rested on the glorious hair of his granddaughter.
 Stella, your hair is so cool and so thick and grand like the hair of angels. Oh you have gone again. Come back, darling, and let me tell you how love you.' The sluggish breeze came in the open window and played among her rich hair, and the thin and frosty locks that round his brow. The whistle called a station as If it were the vail of dying woman, and the tired .yes opened.
 Where are we.n he asked.
 This is Callahan" said the girl. 'oothingly.
 Not out of Florida yet. Why, | hought we were back at Lynne, already, Mary, had such a pleasant iream. l am glad l saw the old home 'tead in dream, for am dying, and my poor old eyes will never rest on home again, until come to watch over you with a covey of angels. saw your grandma, Mary, and dreamed Il wined my fingers in her hair. as did ,efore you and your mother were born" The train moved on, and the old man 'oughed ever and anon, and finally spoke gain:
 Mary. am dying. do not want to lie here in Florida. Oh, how would ike to see the steeplcs and chimney-tops # Lynne-over the tree-tops. But you sill take me back there and bury me in he old church-yard, Mary, and now, shen we are out of Florida, am ready o die" The tears trickled down the heeks of the girl, and bedewed his hair le twined his fingers in her flowing locks nd was still until the whistle sounded nd the brakeman came to the door. and aid, so iaintly scarce anybody could lear it:
 lessup. Change cars for Macon"
 Then we arc in Georgia .n the old nan cried. Now let me die" and as he train slowed up, the girl's tears flowed aster, for there was a gasp, and the old 1 nan had changed cars for heaven, and is train glided over the golden rails and l andal-wood ties so softly and noiselessly, hat before we were again on our way, he l Ias safely home.