Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, IA [i.e. Ind.]) 1839-1854, 1845-04-23


who had failed in business, and left his child al
orphan and pennless. Sho fot panied at hol
thoughtless conduct. and panied for tho poor cir
whose feelings she must have deeply wounded.
But few words passed between her and he,
mother. on the subject Of going out. Both shrunk
| from abiding to it.
| While Mrs. Marshall and her daughter sa. 81
lent, at thor poorly furnished table, there were
seated at breakfast in tho stately mansion OBJ
posite, the lady who had engaged Evoline, no,
husband, and little boy not throo years O.
age. Each face wore happy look.
''You remember the MarshaIls,' said the lady
turning her eyes upon her husband.
..Yes. What of theml''
didn't Mr.. Marshall fail IN busincss!
.'les, and died, soon after, not worth dollar
'.Whnt became of his famiiy!"
Il am sure do not know. They sunk inc
obscurity no doubt, among tho thousands who drag
on their lives unnotced and unthought of by tho
many whose lots cast cnrths plcnsa n,el
places. As for the daughter. Evene, she do
sorecd no better fate. She was a proud vair
creature
..No doubt adversely has had good ofiec. up
on her.
1T may have had, Grace. Blu: doubt it,
Adversely found few materials in her to work
upon. Do you remember how in Your days OF
adversely and trial, she acted towards you, when
honorably seeking TO sustain yourself by working
for her mother?'
4 do. Bat that has boon forgiven long ego
.Bnt not forgotten by me-
Dear husband. Do no: speak So Mrs.
Watson SAID with doprecating look. "The
poor girl has rcPentcd of all that, long ago
Lies rcversos teach us to think more hunbly OF
ourselves. Do YOU know, that Evelino herself
called hero yesterday, just after you went out il
the morning, to ask If had any plain sewing tc
give herr
.Grace! Is it poss:blc?'
yes. Poor creaturo She looked deeply do
oc:od, and trcmbled 81 that she could Ina rd '
speak. Doubtless, il was her first effort TO se
work.
'Did sho know ou2'
4 believe not. It is than probable she
has never heard of tho poor sowing glrl's good
fortune. III meeting with who could love hel
for herself alone. and who willing to lift her
from her obscurity, and place her by his side
Mrs. Watson's eyes gllstened as she said this.
'She called upon you az a stranger"
Yes. Did you engage hcr!'
Il did, Not for her mothers snte could
havo felt towards her any resentment. Her
mother was in every sonso of tho word a lady,
and, could soc, panied at tho manner Of
her daughter towards me-
Strange reversed said Mr. Watson in a
musng tone. "Who can tell what day may
bring forth?
None of US. And for this, if for no higher
reason, should DO considcrate Of those whose
external blessings not great as our own
Shortly after breakfast, Evcline camc ovor.
Mrs. Watson received her very kindly. After
making few inquiries about her mother, she
govo her work to do, and left her alone.
Mrs. Marshall could not restrain her tears, as
she saw Eveline quietly put hor things. and
go from the room without speaking. She knew
that her chld's heart was full. That the trial
was, we'll nigh, moro than she could bear.
She was sitting in Il thoughtful mood half
hour after her daughter had gone out,
when there was tap at the door. Sho arose and
opened it. A familiar face met her inquring
look.
Mrs Marshall, how do you do? And lady,
plainly dressed, stopped in.
The voice and face wore those of an old friend.
But who was tho visiter? Memory not long
at fault.
'Grace! exclaimed Mrs. Marshall. quickly ex-
tending her hand. Grace Williams! [ am glad
indeed to vou.'
'And am glad to sec you. though grievod that
1t IS not as we'll with you as 1t was formerly. But
He who tcmpcrs tho wind to the shorn lamb will
not let them visit you too roughly. | did not
know that you lived here, or should have been
IN TO sec you long ago
DO you live noar!'
YES. Directly opposite
1ou do! in the family of Mrs. Wa,sonF
Yes
.Then you saw Evelino; for she went there
this morning.
4 did. Poor Eveline. 1t must have boon a
hard trial for her.
st was. Did you speak to herr
sIes.
.Did she know your
Il think not
what kind of a woman is Mrs. Watson!'
4 think you know her.
'Mo! | cannot remember. Who was she?'
''Before she married. her name was-Grace
Williams
I'LL f. IL Cd
sis it possible, And YOU are Mrs. Watson7'
s.1es. | married in less than q year af-
ter was at your house. to Mr.. Watson, for whose
mother scwcd as did for you. He rich
and | was poor. Blu. he did not regard the differ
enco. Heaven has blessed me and am humble