Moods

"Life is a train of moods like a string of beads; and as we pass through them they prove to be many colored lenses, which paint the world their own hue, and each shows us only what lies in its own focus." Emerson. LORING , Publisher , 319 Washington Street, BOSTON. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1864, by A. K. LORING, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts. CONTENTS. PAGE. IN A YEAR 7 WHIMS 21 AFLOAT 39 THROUGH FLOOD, AND FIELD, AND FIRE 57 A GOLDEN WEDDING 81 WHY SYLVIA WAS HAPPY 102 DULL, BUT NECESSARY 113 NO 120 HOLLY 130 YES 141 WOOING 149 WEDDING 158 SYLVIA'S HONEYMOON 165 A FIRESIDE FETE 183 EARLY AND LATE 195 IN THE TWILIGHT 206 ASLEEP AND AWAKE 223 WHAT NEXT? 238 SIX MONTHS 259 COME 270 OUT OF THE SHADOW 285 MOODS. IN A YEAR. The room fronted the west, but a black cloud, barred with red, robbed the hour of twilight's tranquil charm. Shadows haunted it, lurking in corners like spies set there to watch the man who stood among them mute and motionless as if himself a shadow. His eye turned often to the window with a glance both vigilant and eager, yet saw nothing but a tropical luxuriance of foliage scarcely stirred by the sultry air heavy with odors that seemed to oppress not refresh. He listened with the same intentness, yet heard only the clamor of voices, the tramp of feet, the chime of bells, the varied turmoil of a city when night is defrauded of its peace by being turned to day. He watched and waited for something; presently it came. A viewless visitant, welcomed by longing soul and body as the man, with extended arms and parted lips received the voiceless greeting of the breeze that came winging its way across the broad Atlantic, full of healthful cheer for a home-sick heart. Far out he leaned; held back the thick-leaved boughs already rustling with a grateful stir, chid the shrill bird beating its flame-colored breast against its prison bars, and drank deep draughts of the blessed wind that seemed to cool the fever of his blood and give him back the vigor he had lost. A sudden light shone out behind him filling the room with a glow that left no shadow in it. But…