Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1890-07-12


and II You no longer find II happy
home
She turned quickly and looked at her
father. and IL was as II the scales had
fallen from her eyes. She saw him old
and careworn and lonely, and all at once
the fllial love that had so long been held
in allegiance leaped into life.
"My fatheri My father!' she cried,
with outstretched arms. "You must let
me love you! Since we cannot reach my
brother there is no one else for me TO
love. Do not be so cold and stern with
me. 1need little petting.'
But caresscs and endearments were
not In the colonel's way; how deeply he
was moved no found no words TO tell; he
could only put his arms around his child,
and Missy felt some burning tears drop
upon her hair.
ut is because lam so little," she whis-
pered, with pathetic attempt at playful
ness. "And I haven't been very good
daughter, my father
my dear clnldr' the colonel faltered.
"But shall be good daughter from
this time. Only, let us stay on at this
dear old hill. don't want ever TO go
anywhere else. This Is home, and I am
so happy, now that am no longer shut
out from your heart, my father!'
The colonel was hurt. II have never
shut you out, Winifred," he said.
"No: II is that have so long shut my
self outr' Winifred declared, with the
generosity Of an affectionate nature.
"But that Ia over. and life is lovely still"
Her voice shook n little, and she brushed
away the tears that would rise.
The blessedness Of love Is rather i'm
loving than in being loved; and from this
day Winifred was happy hey yond words
In lavishing upon her father all those
fond attentions she hnd been wont, as n
child, to bestow upon her brother The
colonel could not suddenly change his
nature; he was shy Of giving caresses, Of
uttering terms of endearment; but he
submitted to his daughters demonstra.
tions, and she was content.
Miss Elvira was greatly puzzled at this
| new order Of things. 81 don't know what
has come over you Of late, Winifred."
she complained. "Your father isn't used
TO all that fussing. Aren't you afraid
| you will annoy HIM" But Winifred only
laughed, and Miss Elvira sighed and
turned page Of Bishop Ken. She found
| II hard TO understand Missy.
Glory Ann likewise found il hard to
understand Missy. "WelI, we'll" she
commented to herself, II thought, fust,
she was a-pinin'; but hit do pear now
lax she is plum glad dat Yankee is gone.
Hits pity he wuz q Yankee, cause l
reckin he got mo- money den Tallahassee
gemmen, desc days; en- Missy better have
TUX him."
She eentured, one day, TO say as much
TO Missy, adding: "IIit did pear ter me
lax he sot heap o sto' by you, honey"
you'll never see him this way again,
Nom Bee, / hope" said Missy.
"H'mr' grumbled Nom Bee. "IIits
one o dem Tallahassee gemmen, den?'
De is quality, tubbe sho, but whey's de
money! Dat what l studies.'
Old Gilbert, too, had his views on the
subject, though he did not deliver them
| quite so plainly. The old man was now
comfortably settled in his ehabilitated
cabin, with his ground well plowed
and his hen house stocked, yet he was
not altogether content not that he lack
| ed anything for which he could express
| wish-"but hit wuzn't lax de ole
times" he complained to Missy.
| "All de ole niggers is disuppearin', en-
de new ones is all begigged fur politics.
En- Sis Dicey, POI crittur, is dat foolish
| she can't member me no longer den ! kin
tell her who is. One way en- another,
de is all changed. 'Ceptin' of Glory.
Ann" he presently added, in tone of
mild reprobation. "Glory-Ann Is jes ez
satisfied in her own Judgment ez ever she
wuz. | TEX notice she amt changed none
in sperrit,'
| EN- mo'over, TEX notice, Missy. wild
sorrer en- wild shame" he pursued earn
estly, "what dishyer ole plantation amt
a-gwan on lax hit useter. DE orter be a
younger man den mawster on dishyer
plantation. We needs Mawse Nick, tubbe
sho'. Now, doan you go ter sighin dat
away, Missy, en- gwan tell you some,
thin prime comfortin'; you put yo' pen.
dance in Mawse Gin'ral Fletcher, en- you
gwan sec"
mo" said Missy, with far off look in
her eyes. We've done with him for.
ever"
"You gwan see." old Gilbert repeated.
Tho days went by; the tender green of
the oak tassels and the purple blush OF
the Judas tree began to hint of springs
return; and Missy renewed one of the
joys of her childhood, hunting wild vio
lets in nook she knew of old AS she
was returning from one of these expedi.
tions, in the cleaning, her father met hel
with the unexpected tidings that he had
u letter from Nicholas.
Missy did not exclaim, she did not turn
pale, she did not grow faint; but the
shock of JOY and surprise for moment
deprived her of speech; she could only
look at her father beseechingly.
my dear child" said the colonel
compassionating her, "he is safe and
WELL"
"Oh, God is good!" she broke forth
my dear, dear brotherl Let us go tc
him, my father! l cannot wait; my
heart drags my bodyr
"Winifred, sit down" tho colonel com
manded. "You will make yourself i'll. ;
"No, no" she protested, with tearfu
laughter. 81 am too full of joy to be i'll
Oh, tell me all, quickly"
"Not unless you promise to be calm,
the colonel insisted.
Winifred sat down. "I have beer
calm for years" said she; "let me b,
mad with joy now"
Her fathers eyes filed with tears
you shall read for yourself" /" he said
as he put the letter into her hands.
There We're only three short pages, bu
these were eloquent with the desire fol
reconciliation.
"Ah! let us go to him Mt once" criec
Winifred
"No, my daughter" tho colonel re