American Republican and Baltimore daily clipper. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1844-1846, 1845-12-01

where | usually saw lbs. Stayner, | was sur
prised to find it silent and uninhabited. The
windows were closed; half finished cup lay on
the sofa, and bunch of Yesterdays wild flow
ers upon the table. All spoke of desoation
The cradle-not exactly an appropriate adjunct
of a library scene elsewhere, but quite so at the
west-was gone, and the little rocking chair
was nowhere to be seen. | went on through
the parlor and hail, finding no sign OF life, save
the breakfast table still standing with crumbs
undistarbed. Where bells are not known, CO.
remony is out of the question; SO penetrated
to the kitchen, where at length caught sigkt
of the fair face of my friend She was bend
ing over the bread-tray, and at the same time
telling nursery stories as fast as possible, by
way of coaxing her little boy of four years old
to rock the cradle which contained his baby sis
ter
what does this meant
ooh! nothing more than usual. My Polly
took herself off yesterday without moments
warning, saying she thought she had lived out
long enough and poor Tom, our factotum, has
the ague. Mr. Stayner has gone to some place
sixteen miles off, where he was told he might
hear of girl, and am sole representative of
the family energies. But you've no idea what
capital bread can make.
quest; but knowing that the main point Of ia
ble-companonshp was the source of most Of
Mrs. Stayner's difficulties, I still hoped for
Mrs. Larkns, who loved the closest intimacy
with her 'help,' and always took them visiting
with her. So passed on for another effort at
Mrs. Randall's, whose three daughters had
sometimes been known to lay aside their dIgni-
ty long enough to obtain some much coveted
article Of dress. Here the mop was in full
play; and Mrs. Randall, with her gown turned
up, was splashing dllated mud on the walls
and furniture, in the received mode Of these
regions, where stained glass windows are
made without patent. did not venture in,
but asked from the door, with my best diPlo-
macy, whether Mrs Randall kneto of girl.
"A gal! who wants gall"
Mrs. Larkns.'
She! why don't she get up and do her own
work.
She is too feeble
Law sakes! too feeble. she'd be able as any
body to thrash round, if her old man didn't
Spite her by waitin' on-'
We think Mrs. Larkins deserves small blame
on this score.
But, Mrs Randall, the poor woman is real
ly i'll and unable to do anything for her chill
dren. Couldn't you spare Rachel for a few
days to help her?'
My gals has got enough to do. They amt
been able to do their own work. Cur'ne
hasn't been worth the fust red cent for hard
work ever since she went to school at A.
oh! | did not expect to get Caroline.
understand that she is going to get married.
what! to Bill Green! She wouldn't let
him walk where she did last year.
Here saw | had made misstep. Rcsolv-
ing to be more cautious, left the selection to
the lady herself, and only begged for one of
the girls. But my eloquence was wasted
The Miss Randall's had been whole quarter
at select school, and will not live out again
until their present stock of fnery is unwear-
able. Miss RACHEL, whose company | had
hoped to secure, was even then paying atten-
ton to branch of the fine arts.
Rachel Amandyn cried Mrs. Randall at
the foot of the ladder which gave access to
the upper regon-'fetch that thing down here!
It's the prettiest thing you ever see in your
hie!' turning to me. And the educated young
lady brought down doeful- looking compound
of cardboard and many-colored waters, which
had it seems, occupied her mind and fingers
for some days
'There' said the mother proudly, "a gal that
has larnt to make SIGH baskets AZ that ami
a goln to be nobody's help, guessn
| thought the boast likely TO be verified as
presentation, and went my way crest,aI'eu and
weary. Girl hunting is certainly among our
most formidable 'chures'