Bloomington herald. [volume] (Bloomington, I. T. [Iowa]) 1840-1849, 1843-06-23
THE HELLE or RANK.
BY MRS. c. X. POWELL.

By MRS. c. X. POWELL.
"Bro,her,' said Isabel Melville. '.who
was that oullandish creature that saw
with you in Main street yesterday !
mean The girl in the plain white silk bon
net that looked as il it had been once on
mummy"
"Oh you mean Emily Paine. I suppose.
for she does not dress as fine lady, or as
one tina, you would call such
"And who is Enrely Paine! YoLr
washerwoman or her daughter p said Is
abel, with a toss Of her head.
Neither" replied Alfred. with quiet
smile looking his sister in the face, "she
is the daughter of reduced family. and
lives with her widowed mother. They
have heretofore resided in one Of the nor
,hern coun,ies-lived in log hut. l be-
leve-bu, they have now come TO Cincin-
natl. where they talk of opening mllen
airy shop, can promise them your GUS
tom, suppose" continued the brother.
it'll the same provokingly quiet smile. as
if he foresaw the horror which his FASH
,onabe sister would entertain at the idea
Nor was he disappointed.
"My custom" replied the indignant
Isabel, "indeed, sir, you have odd notions
if you think such fright is capable of ma
king my dresses, the i''ea is preposterous,
and beg you will never mention il again.
They may do to supply the wives and
daughters of day laborers. But how in
The name of common sense did you be-
come acquainted with her? l am shock
ed at you for walking with her in the
street,"
81 met her last year when travelling to
the Lakes You know that was thrown
from my horse and confined three weeks
with The injuries. Through that illness
Emily Paine was my nurse. and | think
even. you Will admit tina. owe her some
gratitude" and he spoke with deep feel
ing -
To be sure, to be sure-no one cues
tons it You ought to get her reccom-
mended about. though don't you see how
indicate it is for you TO do il personally
III mention it TO the housekeeper, and
tell her to send all the servant girls there.
Now, that I'll do-no thanks But for
mercy's sake don't be seen walking the
street with such an an,edeluvian relic OF Il
woman or shall be forced not to recog-
nize YOU" and Isabel sailed from The
room in all the dignity of a lady pat'oness.
imagining that her brother was grateful OF
course for the customers that she had
promised to send 10 Emily Payne.
Alfred stood looking out into The street
from the window until her re,rea,ing foot
steps had died on the ball stairs, when he
burst into a hearty laugh.
"My good sis ! one cannot help smiling
at her weakness, said he. 'she Is all Tor
aristocracy, fashion. and the other Jargon
of the silly portion Of the sex. Poor En-
liz, YOU will have hard judge in her
when we are married. But faith thought
struck me, and Ill see what can be done
III ou,wi, Isabel, and make her love her
new sis,er.ln.Iaw past all description,
and with face glowing with his new pro
iecl, he seized his hat and hurried IRON
the house.
Isabel had an excellent heart. bnt she
had one weakness, the pride of birth ant
fashion. She sough. no acquaintance un
less ,hev came recommended ny Goa
| of arms. or the fame Of the ball room
Her brother was totally dissi'nilar in sh':
respect; and regarded no distinction ex'
&C ., tina. of merit; and was as Wiling Il
shake hands with an honest laborer a.
with Millionaire, or The son OF a duke
On This subjec, The brother and sister couIt
not agree; and consequently when A'ire'
met with the accident to which he alluded
and was carried to the house OF MIS-
Payne insen.ible, where he renamed vi
Ill well. and where he learned TO love he
daughier-charmed by her thousand goo'
qualities. he said nothing on The subJec
10 Isabel. sa. a q. .gEsa sI 8
Alfred soon reached the humble dwell