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The cfirnHPU " curtains ui uncie Julia's Laudsoine drawing-room s Were cloHoly drawn, hutting out the swift Bnow-flakoa-tliak. as 'night clpsecl in; fell from tbe'lioavy " clouds." ; Th6 rud dy light of an - old-fashioned wo fire Hj.aikledand dinced on the wall, anc i.n the laughinfl faces that were groupj tl around it - -lor Uncle John', above nil things in thoj widp world, loved tp have young people around . hirn; and i.ivmnsio. was hu tsweeb bu uiui aa tio music of blithe.l light-hearted vknees. v,w ft the Christmas houdavs.-! were drawing near, hi had filled his cious in ansidn with ; youthf ul spa- guests, the their 'him- ; 5 and from his great easy-chair, a' cc nu r of tho hearth, watched ; yay and happy faces, and fancied M'lf.ohco more ylung. . Dour uncio dopu was an oiv. uucuet thought, he was jo gopd; and iit hia youth must have beer! so handstme.t Now,! the frosts of near sixty , winters' had thinned andlsilyejed the soft' hair on his temples. but they had not dim- mod the chorry light of his bright blue furrow to his broad, to bind him to his home;" no dri'o - but iho little Mav: whWaa soon aaber b'a- by jiands cpvdd fasliioQ the ietters that went to make upothe. words 'Dear Un cle John nevei failed to write them to him. ;At lensrth the wanderer tired of his dreary life. Age was creeping over him; five-and fifty, years, wasted; for he could look I upon them in ; no other licht. Uncle John's life had not been without its romance. When Ida was a mere child, and ; he man, he had loyed. a fair den. The aay waa - appointed dor the wedding ; the mornincr isun shone on Mary Lile, dressed in her, . redding i . ' i " ii 'it: . 1 i;i. roues, out coia as uio miumo mail soon marked the spot .where they laid her away to sleep.. And so Uncle John felt the clouds gather around his heart for a time, and as they -were dispersing, Ida's death 'gathered4h7em' again. But now he determined to return once more to his native land, and make May Tre vor the Sunshine of his weary heart. Mav Trevor stood in the waning light, of an October' evening, by thfr co sy little fire in the drawing-room, when her uncle first , saw her, and so like was she to her - mother his lost gister--that he could . not' speak ' for some minutes, but sank into a chair near her, and hurried hi face in his hands.' Then May ranie1' up t him shyly and knelt down, and laid ,her, sunny head upon his arm gently tak ing his hand. 'Dear uncle,' she said,and her voice jwas very much-like the one the grave had silenced; 'dear uncle, I love you; I am glad you have come home; won't you stay now ?' ' ' f And then Uncle John opened wide his-arms and took the tiny figure into litem, and held her close to his great, oyer her, and glislf ne'd ; ' but May Trevor quickly from hex seat," and Bprang m a .mo meni iighi''.'pfag7 heard, singy'j 0&f olb floaUdWor Ll -.1 1 ' eyes, or aaaea a i open brow. : l i Uncle John' hfid: May, Trevor, the t one (rphan little niece, child of his I pet piayiiUintr ui uio wjuvy--- ; .. Lr Vfowi ir, every dimple f Vrr fair cheek, every umile of ruby lips, every motion' of i her as ing gayly on the stairs. How Miss Agatha wondered. ;: at 'poor,, dear May's frivplity l How she wished that she had as little sensibili ty V And how-Mr. Clifton w'shed she would keep her remarks tp herself I And while they were" ' busy with her, DoOf little Mav. with her head buried in the pillows," was sobbing her heart out, for the grief and disappointment of Evengelme. Why mould sne let tiic ;e persons in the - drawing-room see her weepn-they who'Cewnoth'IBg about her, 'only that she was Uncle John s pet and heiress? And why should Uncle John, who hated to see her in tears, be wprried and troubled by them;? 'Nothing but a story, either,' May said to herself, wiping her eyes; T won't be so foolish !' and she trip ped down stairs and into . the parlor, looking as bright and gay as though she had never shed a tear , in her ! MrJ Wallace CUfffoxr, from his point of observation in a distant .corner, half ashamed of himself for doing it, watch ed every motion of her graceful, jgirl ish figure, and .found himself say ing, : . , ":. " .'Little darling thing ! if she had on ly more heart !' 'We must do something about the Christmas tree, today, Uncle John,5 said May, the next morning. 'Yes, darling, I am going to see all about it, and you are not to knowany thing, pr do, anything, until you see it lighted Christmas Eve. But here is something for your Clhristmas gifts,' and he placed in her hand a roll of bills, f '. ; j . J, ; 'Ah, how rich Uncle John has made me ! ' See Mr. Clifton, see, Agatha; one hundred and fifty dollars' for Christmas gifts ! ! Isn't he good !' and she. slipped away to put on her walk ing dress, and in a few minutes was ready to 'join the party who were go ing with ner to purchase Christmas gifts. - . . - CHAPTER II. It was a cle'i-, cold jnijWiXJI went forth into the ' eold. air. I m I she threaded her" way ; tinii th crowded streets; but ilia tjhera tibt; for hert heari was poor Einmy-her hope - and denee-sicftt'i homeV Whai should 4o,! those three poor jjoi:!.-- , she kzkm riot and as' thai tears r.l : her eyea she looked trp into the L:Iw. . blue sky and thought : of .-the zU2zz. wprds ' , 1 j "Con aider the ravens; fur- they n' i jhey jBqse jioxajrfwhitre store-house nor barn; and God feed eth them.' And then - she bounded along, and entered the book ;! store where slie was going to try and sell her pictures, with a hght heart, for were not Emmyand Harry and she. of more worth than many ravens? Grape advanced timidly to the coun ter, for a gay party stood near it turning over the engravings, and talk ing in merry voices, bo different from Emmy's ! She opened her package, and stood with the pictures in her hand, waiting for a glance from one of the very busy looking clerks. ; May Trevor was the first to observe the child, and struck bv the beautv of her; countenance, she beckoned her to a distant part of the shop,. , and with a sweet, encouraging smile, 'drew! from her her simple story, j 4 - 1 ft will call nd see Emmy,' sho taid, when Grace finished, 'And'nbw you can go and see if Mr Parker will pur chase your pictures.V -i 'What a swefet little creature !' ex claimed Miss Agatha Channing, for the first time catching a glimpse of the child's face as. she held her pictures up to Mr. Parker. -'What lovely; eyes! Mr. Clifton only look !.' 1 Grace felt the warm j ,iood rushing up to her brow, as Bhe found herself the centre o attraction tp the gayly dressed ladies, and she hung her ' head in painful confusion. .1 . , i . 'She must be very poor; let us make up a purse for her. ; Here Mr. Clifton, Mr. Warren, Alice Jennys-thank you, thank you. May, dear, where is you r contribution?' May wTmnk tztf.Tn oTT-VtSflr'TfiArnfairnfid Miss Affa struccledtoURhVan-y obstacles, tha, . 'Here, little girl, is something to kind heart, and wept blessed her. , From that night May Trevor's place was in the .warmest nook pf Uncle John's warm heart. She was his con stant companion; he read with her, he talked with her, he taught her. He purchased a beautiful . -saddle horse for her own use; they drove together L i. . 11. 1 1. . 4- i .3 May, Trevor, Uie prpuan cnua pi; ,ius oui mw m vuuuujf, u eti-eu miu only' sister Yeats backlhow well he ,Jerjgttta the old nurse shook remembered it stewas the pet1 andi hr SSefSfesSaea ih a fair way forown into the popr, her A it j for Uncle John was the only per- fairy 1 son to wnose wurus sue w uuu. Ttiemorvltne sucnest neeu, vc uuiu uum Shen he sWift hi, armaria ;,r5,W !TS , :1 .v'; Wr- the -oictures m the ine;vuriHi,aio " ' L, ' n : f.v -nm- aft from vou now. books ofiisWs Hbrary. .y otr story opens approached. the . xall over hp Very strange,' muttered Ida Vaughanwfs scarce, more than girls at uucie uonn s glass; turrets and spires and pine trees .child when sho'ias married, agains pjetty-and .charming Jatha 8 .Da nt hir father;' a poor ypung Channmg, ,tne ewest oi wopiuiy, yi . . . . 011T1q1i,,-, fld UrfS. to refuse the an attic chamber in a oy-svreb u - . . sty." " Johnfc elderv and pnlj) Afeatha was so old-alinot .six-and r 4i,r wart r.ot Jear . to plead Hyith twenty! old v a . btlt whei John's most highly esteemed guests, he was umuU5 T-r . u , . , fi . . -earliest and dear- A. E--k r-T7lT" I . I I - K 111 m UA-A. VJ W t,i mwa TAJ LLIUI v . " -1 I ; reproof only words 'You in e : Never thel alone, Wall very singul was the sel a would have been for . greatccalue. 1 t s i t atha, 'and one or twocf -Uj-b Uncle' John' ''gifts 1 that of her own5 work. 73 1' how meant' Agatha iark to ? Mr. Clifton, . t,: examining a beauti- ' his gift from May, t of rubies she has on t ' va been very costly poor fond bifS rnamenta.' Trevor's guest l - when ' she left him could only think it wfts Could it be that MayJ vain girl " she seem 'She would not Emmy not to tell like who ' it Bhe asked. did it for us, and I must not.' j 'Have yon any pictures at home, Grace, that you could let me have ?' . 'Yes, one or two; one is W sketch of Emmy that I'd rather not sell and the other is Harry, sailing his shoe in a bowl of water ; he calls xt his boat. i 'Ah, I should like that I'. said Mn Clifton ; 'suppose I go home with jou now and get it ; do you thiukpBmmy Our pretty new nouse, jour. Aixiaasi giftr . sI Anuioiuing oui uer uauu uv uifu to follcrw, she tripped gayly along, un- retired street and about as full of faults as. we poor dev ils are.' i An amused expression on Mrs. Ly man's face was her only answer.' Mr. Graham sat for some minutes in moody silence, and then said, reach ing for his hat as he spoke : 'Uome sas, let's go over to Uncle John's. Well be -sure to find smihng . faces He looked radiant witl smiles he watched her, as she son Jt out the least noticed ones of theiarty, jaud brought smiles to their fads, and ha could not think it of her. I ... 'She. is eautiful, i my little pet, is she not,Wlace ?' asked Uncle John, tapping hik playfully on his shoul dcr. . I , 'Yerv.' iplied Mr. Clifton, with an involuntar sisch a deep impression on' his mind ; ahd, though vexed j at her plain talk ho 1 could but acknowledge that she was rlghti :lrX: fr; "At an early hour they ware on their way home, but more than half the dis tance was passtd over Wore a word was spoken by .' either. rMrs. Lyman was beginning toIear that sh had seriously offended her brpthcr. when pass an evening very pleasantly. . xt s 1 oe said :. ivato, j. was awnost angry . a wity.a fellow can t take some com-1 wnii you, but t ve couie.to the corW rort at heme Tta fl r-f mnRt ltikbla . nesitatiCRi 1 1 ve acted lira a . fan I numZr: rr.A ir mm " . , 1 . - . . - IT - ' uiwui. .1 n 17 a ii""" Chat ilea. Lyman rephed. j M y, .j ; I - (UTal ilhAviAv mot. trait nnr.il nor I I II tnrrv wn nnu -' lie's jacket is done, for he is very anx- can win tba - roses back ; to tv X . tit shCntered ad at the door of a pleasant, but irnaU cottage. - : Her 'clear, -doucUes8fiTis is our'new home, and 'this is V rniAUA U'X iKmmv sir ' sh Raid, naherinflr him in to a light, airyFjOartment ; ana on. did nptgf JT w Miss ireyor was here,' she" ajd, half frightened, lest she had done something wrong, the more as she saw a deep flush rise to May's fair cheek. But Uncle John sat near Emmy, with such a pleasant face; and Emmy looked so nappy and love ly, though still pale and thin ; and Harry in a corner busy with a minia- mna In ver it In nr-hnnl to-morrow i ftliApVn.' and then, if Nelhe , is asleep gianc-1 'bpoken like yourself, my .dear bro ing at the cradle where lay the six- j theri Only live ' your courting-days months old baby Til go with you.3 over again; anl' you will again have As the clock struck seven the little reason to be proud . of Mattie. Nnw garment was pronounced nnianea, ana 1 Uhaile-, continued his sister, 'just was, placed by trie Kind aunt wncre 1 gtop at Warner p,.on;sthe Bertie could not fail to see it when he first awoke in the morning. Baby was now soundly sleeping, and Mrs. Ly- man, alter putting on her hat and wav home: and buy a basketol thce oges; men cau ai usgoou p aoia get tne latest ent to Mattie, and see how she will re ceive them Mrs. Lymau went directly home, finding Mrs. Graham still busily bbw- Those Lbies are very becoming- to tnre ship seemed so content that Mr. her,' Unci John went on ; 'I had hard Clifton, standing in Uie door-way, wnrt 4rnadA hfir to wr them to- could not speak. j ttight, bjfl told her she must please - This then was May Trevor's Christ--her old rfhcle. AhV stmbeam,' he adr mas gift! this was why the friends at aa cLa oma t Kionlai.l Uncle John's received such paltry tri- her biiit head for a moment against This dear, beautiful young mai- his arral -Tired, are you ? shawl, stepped to the door of her sis ter's room and said : 'Mattie, we are going to uncle John's. We shall not be absent long ; but do, not sit up lor gaVB uer ft good-night kiss, and us Unless you choose to. went immediately to her. room.' Mr. 'Very well,' was the reply, but the I Grahanx came in soon . afterward, and tone in which the words were uttered, I placing the oranges,1 with the book in his wife's lap, Baid, ".'Here, Mattie, is a present. I got on purpose for you lay told plainly that the speaker took but little interest in what was going pn aoout ner. ' 'Now, Charley,' said Mrs. Lyman, as soon as they were fairly in the den, who stood near Emmy, with trem- street, 'I shouldn t have consented to ulpus tears on her'-pure eyeUds and a come witn you to-nigm, weio u lushed cheek-this was the thought-: that I wanted, as Aunt Hannah used less girl who laughed at his serious to say, to give you a 'good big piece conversation, and sang a gay song Pf my mind.' . . . andefanced away. . TU find out to- over 'Evangeline r ."T'r "J.' 0 . mnrmw HTfi fronse ' he muttered Wallace Clifton forgot ah about Uie uiuno m x yu r . Sst secSfbut she awkwardness of his position. He on- 'The crime of destroying your own She s got some great .secret,, she . h and the happiness of those ,r rZi w-vfiw lha h Vt,w. May's feet and kiss the hem of her 'gar- dearest to you.' ilXf.. vliXUW" J ... I" 1 ...a ..11 l.-l. V rnenr, ana cau , uer wujj,u. uo ibiu ouc was most like an angel. . But there were all those realities before him, if he I preventing his speaking to her, so, 1 ; :iv. laun.TIvJllJ; uuwq No. jjadecd ; but very happy !' . 'I'd like to, know the secret of it, May,' kaid Uncle John; inquisitively ; but inky shook her head mysteriously, but was too polite to express his wish May was a very strange . girl he knew that. She seemed to avoid him bv every means in her power ; . ... . - tried to talk seriously witlierTsn miserable erarret, I bav Christmas gifts with.' in an out-of-the-way. street, far ' away But Grace drew ; , back, witn gentle from tho great throughfares, andupn dignity. f fi,Q fan nf a Rlftfininor bov. who 'You are very kind, madam,' aroused himself and' sprang from his liserable bed to the window. rack Frbst'had been very , busy all she said, in a sweet tone, .'but Mr. Parker says ho Avill take my pictures land pay me for them, and I'd rather not take Miss Aga- tha. But May appreciated tne denca- -..1 th U(r heads, and cv that prompted Grace, child as she niiig I UilU liLUiU U1U iiiwii " O ' I - ....... i.i Arv0Ti Toith Rnnshades and was. to reiuse iuo uivuoy, - u lltklO uiy Humvu iivu -r I ' " . ,J j i 1 : 1 i .i v, mit. Um k that, she irrave Uer as Sue IOllOWeu Lii KyJJ , I PJ O ' ...I. m ii. 1 his warm red lips up, and breathed her companions ironi uie suop, aaui ,.cc n thAv faded cmite e"d her of her warmest sympathy. , " 1 ...j. ,1 . a ' saiia I TT,-; hA nhl p.reakiner stairway,! and away; tnen ne got tiuwu 1 " - L-' : l.nnin n( Ttrn for n.ft,Ar hfi I into thf, garret where Emmy lived, 'What do you mean? What can you moan ?' . - . . ; 1 think, Charley, you spoke very 'Perhaps 1 was ratner cross, uut Kate, that woman tries my patience dreadfully. She goes moping around, looking as forlorn and disconsolate as though she had not a friend in the world. . ' There must be a cause for it' Yes, I suppose; but I think it would puzzle a lawyer to liud out the cause.; j r 'Don't you remember when she was SSSS die home with hecJuld never make her sit beside nim and May. cl.o wnlrl TiAvfsr sins' ivu tuaL uitjn v "Jj with him, though his Voice -.was a very studiously avoided' Mr. Clifton. It fine tenor;' she would ?never even sing was really amusing to note the various L t. i,TO, in thA mom ways in which she maneuvered to Mav was really incomprehensible, and prevent his speaking to her-and Miss Agatha, by her -Hints ana muen- v - ir - does, would fain have- had mm oe- w ' , Ueye-her heartless and miserly also. wisnea ne uau uvx All that Christmas Eve Wallace John's at an, or uu ue uu,u uu- ca-sed in trying to solve the riddle, cover eu uuw way butm vam;ana ivj.aBiuuSuB ?- , .'jj;L, a ATat.He Standish was. 1 was night,' only recalled hhn to mU Jhian days.' j ChfmacohT T.STwS dW W tacCurged ' ' 'Y-es; I well remember wbat. "a de was sharp and cold, th hia ;mRing an old ballad. He refus- votedlover you were., Our garden serve May's caprice but Uncle-John to.smgmg a was robbed of its choicest flowers to must order out the horses, and take ea uuu rT k into bouauets for Mattie. It POint. JJiay SLOOU UCBiUO 11CJ. nucu if ''. 11. v . i ;i. nr,n.itmnoTO wan sprit from ... i . . j : . . int- una mir. tho i riiiii. ill i:uuicuwvuvj " " : Ann Ha - i Piimmmmu Kmi'iut:. uuu duu v-i i otherwise ?' Don't I remember ? I think I do There wasn't as pretty a girl for miles aside your ; sewing and enjoy these good things.' Mrs. Graham gave her husband one quick surpris, id look, and as'sho had done once before that evening, burst iiito tears, r 5 ' ; 'Why, Mattie,' said Mr. Graham, have I been so neglectful of you, that a little act xf kindness like this affects you thus?' i ' " . . ' 'Oh, Charley!' said she, ah soon as she could command her voice suffi ciently to reply, 'I thought "' you had ceased to love me, and was just griev- ing myself to death over it' J 'No. Mo;;-Tw,ixuuor and cjioriah; but God helping lue, I promise aneAv to love and cherish you 'tenderly .'till deatfi do us depart.'.' . ' : -It wa3 all that was needed to make Mattie the cheerful, loving Mattie of old, . I i ' ' ' Mrs. Lyman was awakened the rext morning by Charles's clear ringing, voice, as he sang the words of that most beautiful of Scotch songs ; "Her voice is low and sweet, She's all the world to me And for bonnie Annie Laurie, I'd lay me down and die." - 'Ah I' said , she,, with a smile, 'it didn't take a lawyer to find thb reason why Mattie . went moping about the house.' j j ul , ' 'Husbands, love yoiir wiyes, and bo not bitter against them;' her a short drive. ThisURly pain m my had.broken the ice in it. The 4 nnwa COIIlfl IUO E. - - .1 , ; tors, he hastened home, and reapnea it just in season to receive the bW ing of his brokenVUearted father. v One shoit year: bad passed .wajy i . o iri a.-Ve. an d it was pn. sa since uo "", -d . . I- t, dark and stormy Christmas Eve tht Uncle JoW Vi 8 ftering his hW.l a note thrust into his hand, I 'U'f - i in'1.-:.. tne omv son oi uis seuiicbi , . , . . . . T1 , i 1 friend, a tall, grave man. just re- was. amihg the icebergs up in -thejo- way. 5rhe into the garret wnero Jmmy iivua, -anis.y . pu . - 7;"' . eathering thick and fast in her shoe May Trevor an hour later,-found her ner 01a u 11 wrap a uig v . . - . . TnhnVRhidv. She was followed' by th oitv. the xerv n cest was selected for that same Mattio. The latest mag- There is a scheme oh foot in New York to found an asylum or home for literary men and artists who are poor or disabled. The scheme is a noble found on her I one. but as a similar institution failed the bearing words :- ' 'John, dear few, brPther for the Heaven, come to Ida!',, ' tv;Hi lisJnoven steps, lowed the ragged boy, who .offered to be his guide, until bo found himself fn the presence "of thodying and the T'la her brtaht eyes. fixed on tho cold statuesque figure of j her. young jhus band, lying en the bed by: lier -gaije, was fast fading away toloin him in the spirit land. Slowly she Weai ,W John entered the room, and; held put .. ..I.:., hitA hands towards him. ner uuu, ".w-- ,1 , - . .1 r. What a meeting aftera separaa of -three long years lSh drew his;jhead close down to tersand touchedj her white Hps to bis. . 1. ; it .1 lhkr.' she said in : a vhis- rer, 'you did not know how much I ' suffered, but I have overplhp - tv, ir lmsband lived, 1 car- Vy too;.wuu j-- , turned from Europe, looked at May Trevor, and listened to her light, mu sical, voice, and thought had she been a'liHln more sedate, and quiet ; she would have been, very' charming; but ha never could endure - so frivolous a younfi kdy. almost illegible liis-thoughts, was Wilder than ever, ! . aiuf laughed, and danccti, ana sang, l.kaftf the first evemncr of their meetmcr, as I "1 though a serious thought nevtr enter he loi-led ntr mina. - (; How can I crave your pardon, my gentle reader, for this !oag digression? Did I leave you sitting, or standing, m Uncle John's drawing-room, while tike curtains were drawn, and the gay fire light flickered on the Willi? , I Miss Acratha Channincr,' when' the lights were brought in, proposed that Mr. Clifton should read aloud to them Uie new poem, brouerht in the morn- ing, and lying with uncut leaves upon the tabic; and Mr. Clifton,, urged by all, even by May, consented. lar SeaJ draw beauty and pleasure from - 'i . . . . i ' . - brings only pain to off and lonj VI -ftyjj w 1 u-i-uoxA ....-- ,i .. .,. , ,.iwrirov ' ins?-room out into uncie jonnssiuujr, ; J, I " 7" ---rr- ; -m r w-r viii 11 .i,ntu n-At olthnntrh not .a stransrer in I vou. dear uaicie,. ibmuu D csv I .Uf UotA thATA bv mv brotner onar-1 several Tears aero on tne- crenerai nrin liappy cnuonooui tu. r i,i.it Wallace take And so it was, wnen ne ucu rT- , , - l-.. .H,... what such abodes, tne poor apuitmeuL, tuxvi uui ' y, Chfton not staying to ley. In snort, notmng.-waB & icipie luat iiie auiuoia auurnsts wore wiser the crace and oeauty 01 its you t : , .-v- 1 , ; T.a thfta thanks followed for her.' too proua to accept puoiic lavors, .w is fitrano-A a contrast, that she 'Mr. Clifton is not .Uncle Jonn 1 UM fa . , - , t'A Tht' so Kate: and those were iol-1 thoucrht nothing will be done .with it. ones, t - V : iUir - rv-o- - , . ( ur ; words. ; May May into tne siuqy, nuu wuuu u . - -; - - , : . T. r - . 1 v 7... , x,... t. Harry Littleton's gay laugh'ter. ere could not but express a -a; Unde John' the Wt easy-chair, her head buried ly times lwonaer u, ". . stoused a young girl, who turned prise. : : rU. ; : T;- T" , "n'-Z - of Ms. on the creat arm, 1 and sobbing like .a. gotten tnem : v . . !TJ " - " . i . a Vtnvi 1 T?mr wa nnita ill. iNurse oen- neck ana cave uiu o oi - r mi. wni withr.nthAA.imff nis last remai.,a men worked verv dinerenuv to cret. up And May.: dWning wcamj on uer l.i". aml QlBm w at se6 that made Mr.. Clilton, who pre- very chuc - " " m "TeontiTue 1, -I had beau- U author8- homeatKneborthTwhich SiZ iT -t iorUnde' John's family- Vt S Si roe-tree at hon,e. Char.ey, that 8ncceeded in doing only to nnd totoSndlcwoke atao another sician, while Nurse Jenkina went for that he was Dade John, ,nst ior tne he ,W was ffie b, a dear Jnend. A. Uhat it ould not be carried on because and younger girl, 'who had, slept all good-. woman, wnom sue r TT i Tnhn was prevailed when Uncle Jehh unsuspiciously openr long as I waterea iu u . ue peopie wuom uiey w , f . 4...'! . v i 41ta rare 6f EmiBY till the dan- At length Uncle John was prevailed wnen uuc tA Wnllv it repaid me with many fra- fit could not be induced to leave Lon eer was over.. upon, the mote readily, pernaps, irom WThile- they were gone,' May sat the fact that Agatha Channing won : j.- f i-W inr1 with vlarArl fhnw rnior dear May could be so down on iub bubdi mo " r , - . her gentle voice soon won Emmy's I careless as to wish to expose Ins healUi. -, Fn,7i.r oa it riia nartt to t.ma raw air u iuvim" , i m. i connaence. ibuuwm, . - -- -1 w ? . - ui, i cuuiiuciaw . , , i, ixi. tho -warm drawinff- n,y lipstae so parched and dry,' and been her stfter, sne Wr'C Vt ...-T she ,aid back he low and moaned. brow, ana sung veuu t0be soled t ar!t ft,aPfl waR bathing hef until, when tlie doctor cuc, uD 1H -rr. xii. a ixiuixiuw x4vw .i o i . niKiit sick ?' tho both! mat in her arms. 'Dear Emmy, are you children asked. , 'What is' tcr ?' i ' ' Tve a very bad headache. 0, Grace, I am afraid I am going to be very ill, ed the door a few minutes after, ne careiui y -y "7. -.Vl-V; -ZIl saw his pet May1 with her head lean- grant, beauuiui oiosbuxub.. i aon paveriy, wxxwo tujr b-vv ins on somebody's arm beside; his, had been in my possession a few months of independence they could never feel T U and ft smile on her face the dewdrop on a lilly. i f 1 ""This is all right, my children, ne sai but hia voice was thick and hus- kv the old man cannot live long, audi am elad that my own pet nas .4. T!r.lma'a fin nA&t. Thfl rilan of be- au uiunw M . . t. gtowing aid through an author's fund like the Royal Literary Fund of Great Britain is more feasibly. This charity is kept strictly, private, - and amouhti annually to about 2,D00. I head with ice water; and Harry has tened to build the fire. 'We've only one more hod of coal, Emmy.' he said, 'and it's very - coldf- we do when this is gone t May Tr evor W hfi thonorht. to himsf.lf 'I will what shall i:. -m -r- :-n. . 4. ' li ftnd will trovide. He has never ietrvi- if she has any heart, at all;- and left us yet,' sighed Emma, pressing her be well again. Wa sho had done more for the sick by a girl like girl than all his medicines could do. Mr. Clifton ? Wo1, & ... . . . L i,.rr v rAnhed Wallace, at She was ill from great ana over-eA- , verjr faTOred , J J i 4n, ..-nmi nnon which Agatna iavoreu tion ; sue neeueu xwo, i -... ,Vo. from care-that was all ; and if Miss him with a little teen jaUlery, that , , i. X.. it i.i 0a him to prefer the street to the mv r.miia see mi uiai, eua nuiuu owu- wuoou . isn't he. bestowed so well Christmas 'gifts r her BY BEBTHA DEAHE. c hri.rht. as 1 1 am sorrv to say, I shameruiiy neg - ' i . r - . . .. lected it. . Sometimes,. for days togetn- r t 'Aid .not cro near it. It faded and dropped. I renewed my care of it but it was too latP; My rose tree died and I learned a lesson. Take care . . 1 4-i.-- a0t vhnr Mattie does not most prtx-ioua v, j- --- . SoTTAW.Tha anuaw Ma snare tne iare oi uiv uoo. i . : ,. ;. peculiarly sensitive nature; and will 1 tUda, mentioned in the dispatches, as not bear neglect any more than a ten- one of the chief , mediators with the , . . -l- ; I aioaoc xuuiaua, -TU4X1U1 iw iiicau . - rr.i. TtTt-: that T InvA capacity. . Living JJUU jiauc, iu.uvu " ?u mJlint thin hand upou her white brow, UB VUUlIUVUUCtl iCUiilJjy 111 u ivn tunc I J ; ; i. tliat well accorded with the spirit of and closing ner mee orowu . ... the poein. ; - : Tm hungry, whispered Harry, May Trevor sat at Uncle John's when the big clock from a cnurcn bJu. ui I .wi -int. for cold or uuugo, I od him to' see me suffer. My Amxng q i breaWaBt appeared ; -can t Grace get Veicvlhe'has'gonehbmeandhabade . , . HL HEX MVWW A rA ipar Mav Trevor was at home at dinner time, and no one but Wallace Clifton had noticed her absence. , : Christmas Eve was bright, cold and frnstv. 1 Uncle John's Christmas tree S iffl the shop where 4' said il, Graham to Ms , 'What reasoi has she to think so f- 'Setai.- and it occur- wifTas tne door closed upon their I was reading, hot long since, of a gen- dTo h K wouk stop and in, do wish you would be more tleman who had visited in a great many red to him tat ne w p yxmox r ; and amnng.them all, he had quire about her. - , , . . Wnd but very few reaUy happy ones. . . 1 1 rr A TTi MI. liUt3 UAAAJLVa UW 1 f WMQ I TY n run l-k W H.D uvi v - I ' - . Wlnw himJ 10U W1U .lMD inUe saine grave 7 length she shook the curls down over I her cheeks, so that they were like a ' Bleep in the same gruvo . l her cheeks, so that they were like a 'There's not a crust o . John, I want to give you ah I veil; and Uncle John-felt the hand closet, dear sister,' Jiaid : rnye,my!baby,my VUIe ' Mftyjif . that lay' in .his tremble. ' and laying her bead clog " r.i.-A,.,r, avas. like inine, andj.solt, . . . . , T rn( has orwu j--- , . . and you'll love ner ior .xujf, 7- ; " JohJ won't you ? ad teach hr to love her father's memory iand itie?; Ob, it is death-I cannot . p John-put baby in my arms-good, ty. Percy T , Husband I ome. And the low voice ceased forever, " , i,t TTnftlA Johiitook And so it wttB,.- ., tbe baby home and gaye her into th care of amd, motherly yfoma v,h lu,anA atwavs1 hvee nursed ner-motuD, - , 4 in the family: Then he v wentabxoad iu jr .1-,. Troars wandered ncrain, ami iu - j i -,L',i,m-i!,n,1. There were no ties "Ou tie pallet before, her was stretched the foim of an old man, Long, and thin, and grej4, were the locks that shaded his temples; But , as he lay.iri the morning1 light, t, his face for a moment . j . - Spemftd to assnme once mor b the forms of ita earlier manhood: . -. So are wont to be changed the forms of those who are dying. . v .; Mr. Clifton's voice - 'sank . while . he read, these and the following lines that terminate the beautiful poem 'EVange- line Aeain Emma sighed 'There's not a crust of bread in the Grace, coming . t jM-m tn r .rviw .tid lavins? ner neaacioao T . . . .'i ' l' WViet ah all nift 9 'not a single cruu -1 we do ?' '':'y : Harry, you must go and beg,' said Vm-Yia 'n a tnne of despair. 1 wean frostv. f Uncle John's Christmas tree At the door, u , , nf th unhapoiness, he said hadprepa der Hs.own.immediate direction ; and and a package of drawing gJ a ' regard for" my feelings the want of care to manifest it .That he only waited for May's gifts, to open her hand. ... folk isiustwhere the trouble lies. If a concealed it from his the dcor that guests, ' 'Come, puss,' he said to her, 'it s nearly time to 5 see jnj . fairy ; tree what have you to hang on it ?' ; . , u 'Not much, dear uncle,' May replied. I will tell you all about it, to-morrow,'. ,r t wish vou a merry Christmas, sir?' she asked, at once recollecting his face. . 1. - -., - s . -Thank you for it, htUe maiden, ana r wish you in return, not many. . .. , This is the do try to be more like folks.' atw ar.ihftm'a' head bent lower' one but' hiioinest , Christmas 'mav tares; you Ba:d mey were - loUs of ber j. SrTS Ui Vto JohrUooked surp- sen wxexu, x wm . .f n:TA nnntented. Mat never dear Emmy.' And wrappiug .- . , . d. Q , 1 iU.- 1 I I I I I llll V Llllilr 111 ISU k w,- I . U4iiV 1 .(..,. ... you ' . ' . :i Miss Agatha raised her hankerchief man oWneW Qwn airy fin ers or ;. .X should like tQ ll. t0 her face, -and every eye in the room -tied uer uwuuiw u- m- - , but i.xorgot, 1 am us forgot V and she blusV1 carelessness. . ';. , xt. -cm'U face lifted up with an illii w--vw 4 ftt -. he said. -ftn hnuld teU you that you did not .a Gr.vhams neaa Deng www - ,n..u V!f rT.i.: M nn love vour wife and children, you would over the iitue uaii-uuxau trmDted to kn0Ck him down-you K woUhim a liar. But, no reply. . She was n, . v wnat is worth that is nev- tomedto sucn remark. V. . ,a nr actioI11, Play - . . . v. - b.rt at PiirnHDrju iu bursting into tears, see ruae r;;- afrn5n lTlVdear brother,.and, I.IIH llll CJ. UtkUi j , . : . Skemvwordfor it, you will have no her husband, as wvui mnlain of Mattie,'. smile he looked after " .7. j iTT ; T,a iv. 1 T5y this umeui8uoorw wuut . . 4. hmiRfl wab IWWUWi I" must spea to a worna r , . rr - er8ation. . They sbe u begm to smve, --f; predicted, by addressing nis sisier, utij, " : , m'ht .mnbo.lrHniT wnni n.n J nf Rome smiling faces ; and tne eveuui 0 , " " v-t ' i Mi: hav e passed very pleasantly, . J . . , , :.i. t.. Ur- hom had been in a mood to men were aimost aueia , uui . ; , wae 1,9 Uie conclTwiQii th ftey ar enjoy it. His sister words had mad with an American, she keeps his house tight arid snug as any white woman could." ; Whenever not occupied with house-hold cares she is busy oyer her pencil and paper ; has a roll of sketches, partly copieB, but principally originals. With a stump of a pencil aad any casual scrap of paper she will strike off at sight an American, anTEnslisbman,a German, a Chinaman, a Med jc, pr any eccen- tiic character she may-chance to see, and her heads are wonderfully correct and graphic . It she had received an education, or enjoyed any ipriviloges except those afforded' by the rudest b ickwoods," she would have been heard of in the art world. Matilda is a wo man of strong, dark face,, guttering eyes, slow and deliberate in Bpeech, and of an iron will a good type of her race. . ' , . ; '. Brown Bow's your Wife, Jonest?1 Jones Torly, always.is poorly. Slie's afraid' she is going to die, : and I'm afaid she isn't, so I've got a doosid pleasant tinio o' it,, altogether,' j . . - " IU iUV'(3M . - r - . .. ' ' - 1
Spirit of the Age [1873-1???] (Raleigh, NC)
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