The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1839-04-20
From Chambers Edingburg Journal.
THE FORTUNES OF A COUNTRY
GlRL.-A STORY.


GlRL.--A STORY.
One day, will not say how many years
ago-for intend to be very mysterious for
a time with my readers-a young woman
stepped from country wagon that had lust
arrived at the yard gate Of the famous Chel-
sea Inn, the Goat and Compasses, name
termed by corrupting me out of the pious
original, " God encOmpasseth u.s." The
young woman seemed about the age of Is,
and was decently dressed, though in the
plainest rustic fashion of the times. She
was well formed and well looking, both form
and looks giving Indications of the ruddv
health consequent upon exposure to sun and
slr IN the country. After stepping from the
wagon, which the driver immediately led
INTO the court yard. the girl stood for mo-
ment IN apparent uncertaiuly whittier to go,
when the mistress of the inn who had come
to the door, observed her hesitation, and
asked her to enter and take rest. The
young woman readily obeyed the invitation,
and soon, by the kindness of the landlady
found herself by the fre-side of nicely
sanded ParOr, wherewitbal 90 -ofresh her
self after a laag end tedious journey.
And so, my poor girl said the Iandlady,
after having heard in return for her kind
ness, the whole particulars of the young
woman's situation and history, $50 thou
hast come all this way to seek service, and
hast no friend but John Hodge, the wagon
er Tray, he is like to give thee but small
held wench, towards getting place.
Is service, then, difficult TO be had 7"
asked the young woman, sadly.
All, marry, good situations, at least, are
hard to find. But have good heart, chid,'
said the lsndlady, and, as she continued, she
looked around her with an air of pride and
dignity " thou seest what have come to
myself; and left the country young thirg
just like thyself, with little to look to-
But 'tisn't every one for certain, that must
look for such fortune, and in any case it
must be wrought for. showed myself a
good servant, before my poor old Jacob,
heaven rest his soul, made me mistress Of
the Goat and COmpasses. So mind thee
girl-''
The landlady's speech might have gone
on long way; for the dame loved well the
sound of her own tonge, but for the inter-
ruplion occasioned by the entrance of gen.
theman, when the landlsIy rose and welcom-
ed him heartily.
Ha dame" said the new conner, who
was stout, respectfully attired person of
middle age, 4" how sells the good ale p
Scarcely drop left in the cellars, hope
Enough left to give your worship al
draught after your long walk, as she rose to
fulfil the promise implied in her words.
Il walked not, was the gentleman's re-
turn but took pair of oars and came down
lhe rlVer Ihou knowest l always come 10
Chelsea myself to see if thou lackest any
thing
'Ah, sir replied the landlady, aud it
is by that way of doing business that you
have made yourself as all the city says, the
richest man in the Brewers Corporation, if
not in all London ITSELF"
We'll, dame, the better for me il it is so,
said the brewer, with smile; "but let us
nave the mug and this quite pretty friend of
hlne shall pleasure US, mayhap, by tasting
with us.
The landlady was not long in producing
'toop Of ale, knowing that her visitor never
set an example hurtlul to his own interests