The weekly sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1886-1887, 1886-12-23

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it twelve months, the eighth anniver-
sary Of my marriage.
Varied changes mark the ten r Of
my lie Two children call me mother.
Leonard, a bright boy of six, recalling
the other Leonard OF former days, and
Fanny, aged three, creature of such
whimsical caprices, Of such strange
peryersity, and iudomitable Will, that
| wonder where she could have inner
tied such formidable characteristics,
and what will be the result of my
framing
Mother smiles at MY anxiety, con
corning the precious charge as she
tells me, that The little mite is nina
ture likeness Of myself at her age, in
conduct as well Is appearance, and
since | have managed by diligent APP
plication to learn self-control, thereby
finding the only method of self-gov-
eminent, she thinks I should not feel,
that ny work will not be crowned
with success, since as vet, there seems
to be no evidence Of it.
To me, it appears q hopeless task,
and | cam fully realize the anxiety
which my early years must have
caused Then everyone conspires to
spoil this little pet, until she feels her
Importance to he so vast, as to DEFY
all correction, sure Of finding some
ally, in the number Of her friends,
who will spouse her cause, and plead
for GinencY.
Leonard IS physician now, of
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as the oracle OF our medical world,
Dr. Moore, having in a good old age,
retired from the field Of his labor. to
rest from the fatigue OF his onerous
duties.
Oscar Is associated with his brother;
during the PAST three years, he like
wise has devoted himself to the allevi-
alton OF the pain Of suffering humani-
ty. He is not yet married. but if l
might lcok into the future, | think |
might discern his union with Bellies
little girl, who although fifteen years
younger, is his especial favorite, and
as he affirms he is waiting for her,
and she as religiously AYERS her de-
termination to marry no one else, we
may as well look u pom it as settled
thing, requiring only the sanction of
time to cOnsummate 1t.
Father and mother bear evidence
Of tle flight Of the years the former
having never recovered frem the shock
Of Arches terrible end.
Mothers spirits are still cheerful,
but not imbued with the same vivac-
ity as OF those olden days, but her face
is just as lovely in It's waning beauty,
as then, and<<her devotion to father
seems increasing, if that were possible,
with their declining years.
They always appear together Mou,
and it recalls to me, her account of
the days of their courtship, when, as
she blushingly acknowledged, she was
his most interesting patient, and he
comedies with her in all her state
ments concerning that early expert
ence.
We live in old Liberty Hall. When
we first talked of home of our own,
father said, "-vhy leave us, there is
plenty of room here" so we renovated
our old mansion, adding rooms, and
undermining it wee bit, not enough
to render it unrecognizable, only to
improve its comfort, and make its &C
commodations equal to its new inmates
There was one humorous circum-
stance, connected with the repairs.
One afternoon, as Leonard and | were
inspecting the torn down wall, and
considering the best method of i'm
provement, paper, yellowed by age,
or fN1 Cd
to our gaze, the Inflated valentine,
the cause of Leonard's rudeness, and
my own long-lived anger, which stub
bornly refused to subside, under such
pleading assurances of repentance
With it in his hand, and glancing
slyly at me, as if fearful of having it
snatched from his grasp, he read in
nasal draul, the sentimental effusion
and finished by confessing, that jeal-
ousy prompted the memorable deed
Of incarcerating the immortal poem,
in its dark dungeon, which only the
spirit # Improvement has recalled to
the liz h u existence i'll the mind of
man. | too add my confessisn to his,
and prove his jealousy to have been
unfounded, since it was the sentiment
of Ada Hazlitt for the young teacher,
not my own.
She, like the rest of US, has met the
changes time brings with it, having
married a rich merchant. and now
dwelling in some South American
city, in luxurious splendor.
Jamie and his Jessie of course are
part of our home Jamie younger
representation of father in appearance,
but quite as old in his manifestations
Of parental solicitndes for us all. His
constancy towards his only love has
never wavered, and thus no other has
ever taken her place at his side; only