The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-03-28

movn bay, when the open carriage rolled
along the green country roads, under the
rustling houghs OF elm and beech and waving
willow. Hiram Lacy's eyes briyhtened-the
blood seemed 70 leap with new impulses
through mis- veins.
"Ahi" he cried, drawing q deep breath,
row | am beginning 20 live again. Why,
this is the Old read, with the garland oak
hanging over the gate. They are the fields
that used to De ours! Daughter. why did you
take this read"
Il thought you would like to see the old
place sgeiH, father"
1T isn't ours any longerl' ne groaned.
See those clover. tslds-I always said it was
the best ground in the country-and the tall
corn growing go royalty And the house
looks just as it used to look. l believe it's
the very same robin singing in the poplar
tree bv the perch"
His eyes were Drumming over with tears
his voice faltered strangely as he spoke.
"Who lives there now9p he asked. You
said Burke had sold IL"
Nobody just at present Shall We 90 in
and walk through the rooms?"
Hiram Lacy Gssented with 4 silent inclina-
ton ( the head.
Il was all the same-the old furniture un-
disturbed in its hooks and corners-the
worn, familiar carpets-the same tinting of
wall and woodwork. Hiram Lacy could al
most believe that it was but yesterday he
quilted the threshold. he sat down in the
old cushioned armchair, which had once
been his special chair.
"Ishall die more c~ontentedly for having
seen the dear old farmhouse once morsi"
he said, in a broken voice.
"Fatberln ctied Marian. unable to restrain
herself any longer. you shall never leave it.
1t is home to you"
Home" repeated old Hiram. IN a puz-
zled voice. 1T was home once, I know, but
~
"And it is home nowl' cried Marian,
throwing her arms around his neck, and
bursting into tears. TELL him, mother |
can netl"
father" said the old lady, with fond, ma.
ternal pride. Her book has been published
and it was a great success-and she took
the money to buy the farm back, for her
father and mother to and their days in"
Old Hiram was silent for an instant-then
he laid his hand on Marian's bowed head.
my daughter" be said, ''you have kept
the fourth Commandment, and God will bless
you for II in His own good time / never
dreamed OF this, when-when / was so cross
and unreasonable with you! But who is
this ?" as a shadow crossed the threshold, and
a tall, noblelookiDg man entered from an
other door. "One OF our new ~neighbors,
perhaps-there have been many changes
Size 1 left here
mo, father said Marian. growing as rosy
as the elm-pinks Ia the garden outside; its
Mr.. Arden, one Of he publishers of the new
BOOK
I'm glad to see you, cir" said Hiram
Lacy. with old fashioned courtesy. 'and Pm
glad you like my girls writings"
~ do, cir, very much" said Mr. Arden,
frankly, ''and moreover 1 like the girl-so
veil that I am here this afternoon to ask
YOU To give her to noe for my wife
"What doss Marian say p asked the old
man after iii instant Of OewildeEmsnt.
"Sbe ssys yes"
"Ohi" said Mr.. Lacy. dryly; $50 this is
the reason she wouldn't marry John De-
~foJestl"
Mr.. Arden. laughing.
And thus, IN striving 10 work out the hap
piu ess of her parents. Marian Lacy found
the great gift and sunshine OF her own life.