Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1888-02-19

Armor, ere you go out for conquest; your
fair comrades will soon be calling you
| Come, will help you dress"
| Estelle came quickly, for loving, tire.
less woman was "deGr mamma
Into the mysteries of the toilet We will
not pry, but drop the curtain.
CHAPTER III.
! Outside this scene Of warmth and beau
ty the storm brews, the clouds are gath
ering in mighty hosts, higher sweep the
angry waves, casting white fecks Of foam
along the beach; the belsted ses bird
dies low, and natures unrest is visible In
everything.
Up and down. up and down strides the
man, sole living being mid all the tur-
mol, needless alike Of desclstion with
out or comfort within.
The mist falls faster, and darkness
comes spaces the last ray Of sunlight from
behind red and black clouds dies out,
and night, like pail is fast enVeloping
sea and shore.
Up and dowr, up and down the weary
pacing goes, until ct last some animal iu-
| stinct for warmth and light turns the
un whiting feet from the sea path to
the travellers only homs.
Bright days succeed the dull ones and
gIrlish laughter re-echoes through the
long corridors, DAYS tnas are given to out
door pleasures. Watching parties, tennis
playing, picnics on the beach, bathing,
hshipg, all that beguiles the halcyon days
Of young life and helpsto chase the hours
away. At night merry feet go dancing TO
music's gay notes, and whispered moth
| ings IN ahadoHy nook charm ear and
sens. Verify life is one delicious dream
and those VINO dream not are uuwiss.
The mother ri oices at the health tint
cret ping In lovely hue over the pale face
Of her darling, and asks no question
whence the msgie
Mean while the daughter In the rosea,e
halo which surrounds her, hiss no thought
Of mists or Of the rain that in each life
must fall.
Bright days have wrought change In
the stranger. BE 70 longer walks the seA
wall with impatient step, but loiters
thoughtiully, occasionally stops and eaLss
far cat upon the stretch Of waters as II
bringing back some half forgotten
memory; ne too, wots not OF mists or
rain, sbut the gray robed figure sits QUIET
lY in the emorasure OF the window and
thioks. q.
Softly, tenderly, not bitterly now, there
CONT to the quiet man upon the sea shore
Vlsion-an orphan boy, e home, q little
girl, timid hand clasp, and . voice Of
plying love, "Don't be sorry, will love
you" The scene shifts, now il Is youth
and maiden, they are waking up and
down amid the apple trees, the shadowy
leaves in the moonlight dancing DER
them, and white petals falling in the
pathway; these two are alone with lifl's
dear mystery, and gray eyes look softly
up to meet the eager questioning and
droop again in glad assent.
A soldier in the gray going forth to
battle for all chat man holds deAr-one
clasp seeRs to nerve bin for the contest
an eager qnestisn-the bowed head IS
raised and from out the maideH EeSrt
comes loves own answer, "NsveFp
oEAPFER ". ~
The watcher sits st the window, memeTy
for her Is turning blotIed pages Of the
past, and teaT-olmmed the Wis ia opyks.
Wssry watching, prsyerfsl waiting, st
ssS the SAteful wo DIS come back,
"MortAlly wc1pded''-Again, "Died in q
federal hospital"-And hope is buried.
Then comes ceniusion, battle, sorrow,
she sick, the dying, the wounded to be
pUrssd back e life only to know that the
bosom Of distraction has swept from Oh
the earth every VsStige OF the homes
where kindness ninistered to their sui
tsriPg. In memory Of one who died IN
sendsd by loving hands, The maiden has
given her gentle care to many who were
poor In all save thAuks.
Oae, however, gave the full riches OF
isloYe. IT'S true his frame was shattered
and only t1e manly heart could ever
be strong, but eloguently he plead with
the orphan girl, whose home in ashes he
veil knew typihsd the temple Of her love,
to come with him to softer chimes and in
the dreamy beauty of a southern home
toy ether seek surcease OF sorrow and
health restored.
Like lily bent In storm, on whose
petals rain drops glittered so the droop-
ing head was not uplifted nor the tear
stayed, but as the plesder sought her |
hAnd Is lay passive in his ella p, and In |
chastened Joy he bore the scarce consent |
ing bride far from the rude scenes Of war |
to quiet glsdes and peaceful haunts.
Death WAS not to be defrSuded is year |
of life and relenIlessly he claimed the |
husband, who only NAkened 70 the Joy Of
fAtherhood to leave in helpless weakness |
the mother and the babe.
Out of weakness one may gather |
strength, ard the divine impulse of
motherhood Wskened sleeping energy,
and the woman took up her life courage
ousl!
Up and down, up and down, wave lap. |
ping wave In weary monotone, thought |
creeps upon thought until the man sees
himself wsy-worn soldier standing by |
the ashes of bone, where once all |
brightness dwelt. Apple blossoms again, |
out oh, how changed. No path for lovers |
feet, no maiden. no kindly greeting; only |
ashes, ashes, Oh, the bitternessl Ashes,
only ashes!
"Foh de Lawd, is, dat you, Mars
r bert or your liant? Thought you was
done deadl Ole Msssa aud ole Miss bof'
dead; de YAnks burned DE house; Miss /
Pauline she done got married and gone
OF, sid dar amt none de family lef 'cep- |
tin me and my ole woman, an We mos
gone. How is you bin Mars Robert
Powerful glad to see yOu-done gone! |
liant shure as yer's borni Use gwine to |
git from heabl
Gone, yes, gone, home, love; whv not
lii.9 Aye, there it is; why not lifeH To
live! Is life boon when all that makes |
1t worth the living 10 gone, forever gomez |
Egypt needed captains, and In an Arab
foray, mid burning sands and blighting |
neat, the man sought death; II came not !
for the wooing. The Bedouin deemed
him invulnerAbie, and the Egyptian sought |
him to lesd the desperate assault; cour- |