The Florence daily tribune. (Florence, Colo.) 1898-1903, 1899-02-15
THE OLD CLOCK.

"All the world loves loyerp' The
words were ringing in my ears as sat
on the cushioned seat in the deep square
window The world was all white and
. beautiful. snow covered the fields and
meadows far into the horizon, where
the sun was sinking in his crimson
glory.
1t was twilight, everything was soft
and dreamy, and the tick of the old
clock seemed to my girlish mind to re-
peat the words had heard my mother
say laughingly to my father after some
tender Jest of his Loves lover-tick
-tock-loves loverf
| was in big old fashioned hall,
there were the broad low stairs leading
to the rooms above the tall mahogany
clock with its dear old face that was
like friend to me. What deal it
could tell of all that had come and gone
since it stood in its dim recess Tales Of
l the first kiss beneath the mistletoe, OF
the sweet words whispered ON the
stairs. of the stories told around the
blazing Yule logs, all memories of other
days-when grandmother was young
like me
"Tick-tock, loves lover, tick-tock'
l turneu eo""ru 'ne Sioch 'ne ieu Slo"
Irom the outer "oriu hBhteu up ~
race surely was not dreaming Inc
lace seemed 10 DE SHINING at me ana
the words changed into little girl
little girl, as if half plying me be
cause / was left alone.
| heaved sigh. and before it had
/ well passed nv lips the old clock seemed
To say II We seen many Things ana II
little girls would Keep their ears open
they could learn from almost every thlns
about them. we don say much win
haif point or hand toward the blg ola
bookcase, winch gave groan IN an
swer' But we watch ana learn great
deal more than people give us credit Tor
can tell You about your grandmother
ana now l. by what yon would stupid
ly call an accident changed her whole
life.
IL gave me strange feehng To near
the CLOCK whlch had loved ana nstehed
to from baDyhood speak so plainly To
me. Before TINS had always known IL
could tel me so much II L could only
understand, ana now, quite suddenly
understood Just as II the OLD clock
| with It's SLOW ana STEADY uck-tock'
uck-tock, spoke III my own language.
was Just niue nervous ana ana
not Ike To answer but guess the CLOCK
saw the hall smile ON my face, for II
went ON after few moments YES IL
is many years ago when your grand
mother was young; sweeter iassie
never breathed- dream sometimes IN
the night when alone OF all the mouse
am AWAKE Oh seeing her come sildihs
down the stairs III her nRht gray dress
/ WIN itS many yarueu SKIRT 'he ualhty
ace coliar fashioheu Win the Dig
orooch' her hhlr' win the dresses that
1 would not quite stfalghten out Drawn
down ana over the ears, IKE curtains
OF soia TO set on her howerhke race.
She would Always need me. my
ser was Young 'hen' tine Ola CLOCK
slghea' toiu her Wheh TO rise so MS TO
surprise 'ne MOWERS "heh iresh Win
dewdrop diamonds = wheh she must
study ana reau SO as TO De aole 10 hoiu
her own with the best these Things she
qua moi mind. but she would LOOK at me
qnlte wlsttuliy when wonld nck out,
TICK, tock, y clock-o CLOCK, but
y -,
aark would De the mousse tiii the niue
lady appeared IN the bright sunshine
the next morning
| lone day there was stir and an ex-
citement = all preparations for yosr
grandmother hfst pall silks ana laces
We're everywhere ana the MOWERS that
hiiea the little window yonder heard all
ner hopes ana dreams as she oent ABOVE
them IN hef oaiiy care
AS evening drew on the slelgh bells
We're heard coming across the country
to the door there was crowd of serv-
ants III the nan edch one peerlng eager
/ ly over another shoulder to see the mt
Tie mistress IN her whlte SIX whlch