American Republican and Baltimore daily clipper. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1844-1846, 1845-11-11
From Auhur's Magazine for Nov.l
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by MISS g. 4. HUNT.
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"Well, Mrs. Grant, I'Il Give you my wash
ing, and pay you what never paid any one
else. So shalt expect it to be done better than
it ever was before"
inlay take it home to dot" was fiintly in
qnired. 80, no." replied tho lady, with
slight laugh at tho absurdlty Of the thing
Mrs. Grant urged no more. She felt that all
her reasons would be utterly disregardcd.-
She agreed to be at the house of her new en-
poyer, early on the following Gay, then bid
ding hasty 'good morning." she hurried
oft. In about a quarter of an hour, she en-
tered the basement OF very elegant dwelling.
She WAS met in the hall, by pleasant looking
lady.
TGood morning, Susan" she said; 'You are
rather late. Is your daughter worse!"
Mrs. Grant made the necessary explanations,
to which the lady listened carefully, taking out
her watch in tie meantime to ascertain tho
hour precisely. "Hoigho, eight o'clock, she
said, as Susan stopped speaking. ''Weli, |
have plenty to do before make my calls'"-
Humming light air, she then proceeded Up
the stairs, and Mrs. Grant went out into the
broad area, the theutTe Of her labors, during
the warm weather. The day passed as usual,
occasionally onlvenod nv a little conversation
with the cook, chambermuid, or the beautiful
children Of the lady who employed hcr--tor
Mrs. Grant was IL favorte with all who knew
her we'll. But many times an ANXIOUS iceling
filed the poor ulother's breast, and ncrVed her
hand 10 work the faster, that she might soon
rest her eyes upon tho pale face Of her child.
Evening, with its blessings of sad yet tender
Joy came, aud the weary day was forgotten
sometimes it seemed as if ngw fountain Of
grief were opened in her heart, when first her
eye fell upon tic sweat emaciatsd countonance
Of Anne, 80 bright in lis expressive greeting,
yet, alas! to tho mothers eager gaze, bearing
more plainly the marks Of the destroyer. To
her, death seemed indeed the destroyer of life,
hope and Joy. She thought shudderingly Of
what was beyond although she protested to be
Christian. And better Christian she was,
than many sounding hypocrite. This life
did not appear TO her, only as state Of prepa-
rati,n,-the field of trial and combat, which is
to usher us into more fee, and expansive
state of existence. But with the idea Of death
there came, involun,arily, u feeling, as if the
sweet affections that bind our hearts together
upon earth are scyercd--as if our real life, the
exercise of our voliton, our thoughts, and
feelings must DO no more. She believed in a
future state, that the good are s1Ved--yet death
was never stiipt OF its fearful horrors.
Early next morning. Mrs. Grant gave Anne
ner parting HISS, anu has'oao" !" 'h's' O'0N
er's
"Ah! Mrs. Grant, you've come, hey,' OK
claimed that lady az the washeT"oulin enter
ed. bring that basket OF clothes, and iii
show you where you are TO wash"
Susan raised very large, heavy basket; she
glanced at William, who was pulling the cats
ears hoping that he would render some assist.
ance But she was mistaken. She followed
Mrs. Croker INTO the yard, " no sent her after
coal, soap, starch, and several other things he
fore she W. ready TO commence operations
Mrs. Gran. eyed rather dismaly the large
heterogeneous mass Of clothes before her; but as
hers was not disposition to borrow trouble
she proceeded gnite clceriuilY with her Iabors
until Mrs. Ciocker brought out something e!st
she had discovered and her discoveries wert
not "like angels visits, few and far between
Aftor dinner, the washerwonan was called up
on to do several effands, entirely disconnected
with her business. She dared not say any thing
lest she should lose the place, which her neces
sites could not well admit Of SIX o'cI0ct
came, and yet har laboIs were Unfinished. WIN
what sickenlhg inpatience did she thi'IN VI poo
Anue's expectation. She sa" her feeb'y cross
ing the floor, and strainlng her gaze out OF tho
window. Daylight disappeared; the clouds
vermilon no longer iloated in the pale puc q
the west. She could bear It 10 longer. En-
tersr the basement, she said, in Il halt tiHud
half decided tone, Mrs. Croker, my lsua
time Of going horic is between fire and six, ant
now il is ..aar Gig At; ny daughter will be eS
pectinr me, aud cannot stay longer"
"Realiv, this is pretty how de do" criet
Mrs Crccher, eevaiirg her eyebrows, "a pre-: