Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-08-16

Attamanl lake as mucn ume SS tnou
olessest-a week, 9 month if necessary.
But Kunicki returns: The longer | wait
he greater will be the pain. What is de-
erred must equally come to pass. One day
sill suffice, and thank you for that. Fare
veil. till tomorrow.
He lraves the assembly, passing down the
ranks Of chiefs who al uncover and pro-
u nils salute tie Attaman as he goes.
Daring the loUg dreary Winter there had
been sorrow and mourning within the white
souse which stood at the edge of the oak
crest. No sound of music or of mirth ever
ssued from its closed easements, no gay
enuon flcated on The roof. Like q virgin
ofiu. it slept there through frost and snow,
with the sombre phsntoms OF the naked oak
rees keeping watch around.
But now the enchsntress Spring had pass
I'd over the land, breathing on each tree and
shrub, and warming them siresh to life and
beauty. With lavish hand size had emp
lied her cornucopia over the floor of the for
est, replacing the dull bronze of last year 8
dead leaves by the enameled hues of violet
and primrose Each black spectre tree has
beentrsnsformed into marvel OF loneliness,
and in the boughs over head the wood pig
.on and the nightengale make the groves
melodious with their love songs.
And within the white house renewed Joy
and hope has stolen in along with the beauty
If the flowers and the song of the birds.
When everything without is blooming and
beaming, despair and gloom can no longer
retain their sway over the heart.
The Winter had been long and dreary,
and Ilsndzia had mourned and wept and
pinned in solitude; but now the end OF her
troubles is at hand, for is not her husband
10 be restored to her again? Many a sleep
less night had she passed in thinkiugof the
dangers to which he was exposed, not know
ing each moment whether she ought not to
hewail him as dead. But now at last a Joy
full day had come to her. for she has heard
that he has alike escaped the cruel cimiter
Of the Turk the poisoned arrow Of the Tar
tar, the tainted breath OF disease, and the
sharp tooth of the frost He is alive and
upscathed, and will soon be given back to
her faithful b. art.
But she has also heard OF the dire mis-
fortunes which have attended his campsign;
how wait and sickness have destroyed the
once gallant army, and how of eight thou
sand brave men that marched forth to at
tack the Turk only three hundred have re-
turned Like true patriot she mourns her
country loss and like tender woman she
grieves for those many other women who,
'ess fortunate than she is, will not be able
C welcome back SOD husband, lover.
But all the while her own happiness is 80
great that it fills her heart TO overlooking,
and vii not let sadness remain there. The
lorg dresr7 Winter seems short now that
she i. SO near her reward. The sweetness
Of ,hs meeting will be all the greater from
having been so long deferred How she will
cares and console him for all the troubles
! he bss gone through; her loving care shall
make him forget his hsrdships, and the
sight Of bis child shall soften the bitter
memory Of those other sons he has lost.
And Ilandzia, with smile in her eyes and
a song on her lips, goes about in and outside
the dwelling house directing and disposing
each household detail, so as worthilY to vel
| come TIE beloved guest she expects.
And everything shines and beams az II
in Joyful anticipation; never before had the
your g oak leaves seemed as vividiy green,
nor the newborn lambs as dszzlingly white,
nor the promise Of the orchard as rich. And
never either had Ilendzia herself appeared
as lovely and as fair, for JOY is mighty
beauGfer, and sets of womans fairness
as with a golden crown.
Gayest and hsppiest is little Sawks, who
with the buoysncy Of youth revels IN the
beauty of the day, III the sunshine, and in
his mother smile, which he had not seen
for so long. Light footed as the wild fawn,
his ever in morion-now racing over the
meadows in headloug chase after the lambs
and kids, now riding as,ride on the large
shaggy wolf hounds, now climbing slott to
play hide and seek among the twisted
boughs Of gnarled oak trees.
OF sudden he comes running IN breath
less over he greensward TO Ilandzia-
Mother. mother, see how my father is
| fiying toward US on his chestnut horse!
And together they hasten 10 meet the sd
ysncing horseman. With the keen'sighted
glance of love Isnzia has marked ere yet
| be has left the saddle the heavy cloud on
| her husbands brow, and the lines which
hardship and trouble have traced. 1t Is IN
that she pours fourth expressions OF love
and joy into his ear, for be seemed no; to
hear her; in vain does she hang on his arm
and Law her heard on his shoulder, her eyes
can win back no responding smile IN bis,
In vain, too, does the little SaEka play with
his sword and seek to attract him bT child
ish caresses-his face relaxed not.
Let US 20 in. he ssys, at last, HAVING
stood mononless nesr the entrance; and
Ilan6zia starts at the sound OF his voice
so changed, SO sad, so hollow.
The Attamsn sits down aud gazes loaE
ard sadly round at the walls OF the room
where be has lived and been happy, and
where his father and grandfather have hTe'
before him. On each chair, each picture
his eyes hang mournfully in turn, bat hi
gaze is longest and saddest when at last
rests on his wife and child, and a hot tea
rises to his eye.
lAnzia, al her former JOY nov chilled D
3 usmeless terror, does not venture to spesl
| for fear of disturbing his gnef and 81
dimly guesses that for the soul of al Alta
man therecau be no greater sorrow than t
have seen his army perish Bat she vow
within her heart that her love and her car
! shau yet restore the Gghtto his eYes and tn
smile to his lips
After prolonged silence KunicS tlAs