Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1889-09-13

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away
Lsse night ] did dream q ny nosh.- NJ
shouxhs ~ b~ boiling out her sEns %
me, ussb 9niis. end thsbrighs angels round
about her sere smilinS aisO. ants thoagns I
did Start 70 20 70 Der. but bearing cry. !
surnsd tark ord - ny fasher vespSns. his
face upuu his hanfA snd woke-
have begun 10 rsds with my Patience and
tbs captain Father COMES also .f times
Ths captain b parsof hin nsme-hs Who came
to Aks Psrsence We have dns dimes, aud Il
doeA szsm hks him every day the more
Bat tbs great secret b, and tell is 70 you-
Tor you viii nsves ssy aught about l., my
dear b % be taken away, married. 90 Mes
Year, day. Aargery saya
That = why Patience cams here, and J
never knew ID until laEt night and she told
me.
Father wished il 80, and everything Is .
be 20 beautiful did sre the lace, the ven.
Patience Is 70 wear upon ber bead. and "
to f,oas downward DER Der dresA
Maryesy did tell me people always give
oresents % those who are 10 be married And
did think me what could give to my dear,
81 told father. and be asked ms II ! had
thought OF anything. Then ] showed him
little ring that he had given me, that was
INV rnothers-s bsautiful gold ring with a
cirelet Of pearts
And father did say To me: MY dear. wilt
thou t,yt with thatF' and bis face looked
stern and sad. Thsn | did put my arras roand
hi. neck and say. ITO none other but my
Patience. for she will love IL well, and give
IL a. the best have And father did kiss
me and say. az though speaking to himself
THY mothers self, thy mothers self
And Patience coming into the room.
placed the ring upon har finger.
Jan. 1. I13l-V ednessiay. ! never. never
thought /. would happen ] feel much
stronger now, and will tell all about it
1t was yesterday; my dear and the captain
and / did 20 out riding. We rode along right
gayly for time ;Margery Is saying not to
write more, but say 10 her that must tell
you ALI. and then somehow Gypsy did slip
and fall and threw me on the ground, and
when growing frightened and trying to rise,
methinks she hurt me In the side But she
did not mean it. think 1 forgot everything
for a time, then. and only remembered my
dear's white face and Gypsy putting her
pretty head down. and then ] must have
gone TO sleep.
Then | did find myself upon my bed n.
home, with any dear father sitting by me
But bis face was fallen upon his hands, so
put out my hand softly, and it did almost
fall, 50 heavy it was. and laid it on his arm.
And father quickly raising his head, did
cry out. "Dorothyp And said !. Father,
dear. it was not Gypsys fault"-for ! did
think me they might blame my pretty Gypsy
My head doth feel so queerly now Here
comes my dear and the captain
"Father"---
My eyes were 50 blurred with tears that
could scarcely see the faded, trembling writ
ing Once more they fell upon the yeiio"
page where underneath, was written:
my little Dorothy She died this morn
ing. The sunshine Of the new year falls softly
In upon her as she lies asleep. Good-by! dear
have read the gentle story through, and 30
close the book"
The rain that had been falling wildly, wept
softly now The branches Of the dead tree
swept against the window, and my tears fell
on the tender story OF young life, while the
iarkening shadows filed the room. Annie
r Reyes in Frank Leslie.