American Republican and Baltimore daily clipper. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1844-1846, 1845-11-11

ty how dc do indeed! Want to 60 home hs.ure
your work is done! Why, Mrs. Grant, i! son
work slow, il is not my fault, caut afford toI
pay out my money. and have YOU 20. before
you have done what you are hired for. No.
indeed, if had known your character, never
would have patronzcd such Il woman. Nh
Crockcr, do YOU here all this?n she asked, turn
ing to her husband Il little lnun, who hardly
dared say ''boo" TO Il stranger. lie bowed his
head silently. All the independence Susan
Grant possessed was called forth. Her face
crmsonod, and her eyes flashed 81 will stay
Tonight until have iHshed all, " she said IN
tone that trembied with suppressed anger, ''but
never will enter this house again. Ii am
poor, without friend in the world, will trust
IN God, to heed the widow and the tatherlcss.
can bear any thing better than being imposed
upon"
My gracious! never was 50 nsultcd III my
lif9," exclaimed Mrs, Crockor, "and in my own
house, too. Here, madam, you may baggage
off! | don't ask you to finish your work
wouldn't let you touch rag of my clothes
with the tongs, now I've found you out Be
off! do you heart"
81 hear" replied the washerwou,an, but
want the money have earncd to-day"
as it possible" said Mrs. Crocker in shrll
voice, and turning up her lip. "This is the
height of mpudcnce! Money you want, hey?
And going off with your work half done. No,
madam, you don't get cent out ofmc. Take
your hat and march OFF, Mrs. Grant did not
utter a " ord; tears of mingled anger, pride and
insulted feeling, gushcd into her eyes, She
wiped them away hastily, then closing the door,
took up her bonnet, which lay on the hall la
BILE, and left the house. She reached her hum
BILE abode, and met with the sympathy OF Anne,
her only earthly friend. In answer TO her
daughters nquirng look, she only exclaimed,
90, Anne" then pressing her hand over her
eyes, her hard suppressed tears gushcd torth.
She sat down in chair, and sobbed as il her
heart would break. 81 can't hell it, dear, she
said, raising her streaming eyes to Annc's face,
81 didn't intend that you should see me cry,
but'-a sob interrupted her. She Clasped both
arms around her child, and drew her slight form
down into the chair next her. con, Anne, if
she had known how little happiness have,
could she have been so cruel; | shall soon lose
you, too. o, God! who will care for me then,
in this world? | should die could not bear
i'll could not" she repeated almost wildly,
pressing her child TO her bosom, in a tight chi
brace, and weeping Historically.
''Oh! mother, don't press your arm around
me so tight. cannot BREATHE" gasped Anne,
her chest heaving with quick, labored breath.
She raised her blue eyes to her mothers face
with an expression Of agonizing tenderness-a
look so full of troubled meaning, it revealed to
that ycarning mothers heart the deep thought
stirring in the bosom Of her darling.
81 am better now," Anne whispered, and
she nestled her head upon her mothers shout
der, and listened to the account OF the treat
ment she had received. She closed her eyes;
but it held not back her tears. Laying one
slender, emacioted hand upon her mothers
neck, she wept without restraint Her whole
frame was in trembling agitation. With
strong effort Mrs. Grant commanded herself,
and soothed her as she would 4 child. The
poor girl WIS seized with violent coughing
tit, and pain in her side. Her mother rcmov-
cd her TO her piliowed arm chair, for she could
scarcely breathe, lying down. All night, her
fond eyes watched that cherished Invalid
When the shutters were open in the morning,
and the light Of the day broke over the wasted
features of the girl, Mrs. Giant turned away
her face. For well she knew, her quivering
lip would tel! what lay upon her heart.
II feel almost as well as usual, Mother"
said Anne, with a tromuious smile, taking her
mothers hand, and seeking her avertcd eyes.
"Don't turn away from me, mother! know
how you feel. know how you will grove
for me when am gone"
''Don't say when you are gone, Anne, MY
own Anne. Oh! | can't bear the words. y
Mrs. Grant looked a moment on the sweet,
uplfted countenance before her, with tightly
compressed lip, and eyes that hardly held back
their trembling tears.
"lf | leave you, dear mother, we will soon
meet again" whispered the invalid "Would
God make you desolate awhile on earth if it
were not right"
No reply escaped the mothers lips; no re-
sgnation settled upon her bosom.
II may yet be Il long time spared to you,
mother, dear MOTHER" resumed Anne, with all
the fond earnestness of affection. "You have
been watching me all night; if you lie down
awhile your spirits will be better. You are
weary and sad now" Yielding to the impor-
tunites of Anne, Mrs. Grant threw herself
upon the bed, and rested an hour or two
When she arose, Anne had smoothed her halr,,
and arranged her dress, in the vain hope OF
convincing her mother that she was no worse
Don't stay home to-day, on my account,
mother, 3" she said with a cheerful smile. "My
little friend will sit with ME most Of the time,
! dare say"
ITO be concluded in our next
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