The Newtown bee., 1908-07-24

loie so iiiipoFNil1hsu Holisst ho" "Ns enfeebled father, after years'of heroic struggle. came to his end in peace,
 leaving his widow and children to care } for themselves. She went on to say
 how her father, who was unable to do : hard work, had been assisted by his
 father, who gave him a team with
 manufactured goods for sale, and this
 business he conducted for livelihood
 as long as he lived. and at his death
 your father paid the funeral expenses
 and:hired metas servant. and in the
 spirit of Christian hospitality treated
 me as a guest and the consideration of
 a child. The moon at midnight had
 spread white mantle over the rugged
 peaks of Mount Pisgah and flooded the
 landscape with a mellow light. She
 paused and said My story is finished. !"
 She then pronounced the name of "Eli-
 as Bristol" it being the name of his
 French grandfather. He awoke from
 his silent reverie conscious of a new
 revelation and a new light where two rivers of pleasure are merged into ne,
 a strong, healthy current, flowing on uninterrupted for seventy-three years.
 On air they walked to the house. Their mother, conscious that something would
 happen, she knew not what, was
 wrapped in her shawl. waiting in the
 moonlight on the porch. The impetu-
 ous youth threw hmself into her arms and told her he had found the missing link in the closing history of his Grand father Bristol. In his looks he told her something else, and vanished like a spirit across the lawn to his grand fathers house, leaving the blushing maiden standing timidly by her side. She folded her in her arms and smothered her with kisses and bathed her burning cheeks with floods of tears and wiped them with her silken hair. The youth came bounding back to es- cort his mother and Lucretia to meet his grandmother, who was already standing on the lawn to greet them. She was calm, serene and beautiful in her majesty. With apparent unaffect- ed gentleness she received Lucretia with al" air of coolness which chilled, for a moment, the ardor of the impet- uous lover. Placng an arm around.her and imprintlng KISS upon hers rosy cheek saying Come with me, my darling child, to the porch and sit
 down." Accustomed to smile the sweetest when the heart was saddest, in desperate effort her placid count enance changed to marble rigidity, but the yearning hunger of her soul looked pleadingly from her eyes. "Tell me. my dear child. is Elias Bristol beside himself? l cannot doubt him, but 1 dare not believe him. Tell me has he spoken the truth?" Before her lips could speak the purity and impetuosity of the maiden had given the answer. "I have prayed and watched for many years and God has sent an angel of mercy to comfort me-" Drawing Lucretia to her breast she bowed her head upon her neck, .as she had done thirty-six years before, when Yankee Doodle with Pompey came limping to her door a helpless cripple for life. The fountain of her sorrow was opened and she wept until the wound healed, and for the first time since that mem- orable day, when Pompey and Yankee Doodle came back to her as object of her care and affections, for which she had never ceased to thank God. Raising her head, the maiden wiped away the last tear and drew her hand gently over her face and kissed her cheek. The rigid harshness had softened into halo of light and there was mellow glow in her eyes and she was never so contented and beautiful. The meridian which shone upon this tableau was flooding the landscape and looking up she exclaimed, "The heavens are filled with light and glory and it is well that we should acknowledge and wor- ship Him who doeth all things we'll. I see vision of spirit, from the mar tyr's dust, of your grandfather and my hero husband. Their spirits are here to seal this union of their children, and to add their blessing which will extend to many generations. In future ages, multitudes with pride and vener ation, will look back to their origin, from the dust of a battlefield of the Revolution" This prophecy, by de- grees, has been fulfilled and the fol- lowing will prove. Grandfather San ford soon joined the company on the porch. Abbie, and Pompey in his rol ling chair, appeared the happiest of the company and at last our great grandfather Sanford cane. At dawn they commenced singing songs of II tLo hirIn ;,. 4l., a....,.o...,I