The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1849-08-09

were provided for unexpectedly and
Julia would go out and make
purchases of such articles as most her
lather needed, and have them sent to the
,o9r. that she might enjoy her parents and
tieso flsfssse were filled with gratitude to
Julls, aad their love for her increased, if
thatwe possible, when they saw how
she denied herself to comfort them.
Bywhat means was Julia enabled to
maLelthe purchases she did! How got
quSfipns by her friends, she would reply
thai she was paid more for the lessons she
gaR on the piano than she was before
thai her French pupils were increasing;
and that the funds she procured in various
wars,l put together, amounted to no
desDicable sum. But still there was a
mystery, which, if she understood it her
self she did not choose to clear up for
Their satisfaction.
ene day, after Henry Maxwell had
been az the house, where he exerted him
selfnot little to please Julia and her pa
rens, Mr.. Harding, who was slowly re-
covering from his sickness, asked his
dalghter why she was so prejudiced
against the young man, and inquired if
thee was any other that she preferred.
You forget said Julia, timidly, stlat
Theodore Alliston pleased me more than
any other
The old man sighed.
Theodore Allston!' he murmured-the
lad Ibroughtup-after snatching him from
III ,to+ ,1h Io l,,I
been tlTust-for he was too young TO
choose or struggle against fortune-the
boy who grew up under my roof, and re-
paired me for my cares and kindness by
aspiring to win your hand
'Bui he was worthy interrupted Julia.
Wen, there was nothing bad about him,
| confess. Perhaps | treated him too
harshly, in banishing him from my house;
but il doing SO, gave him an excellent
oppe1rtsazity OF making his fortune abroad,
which / hope he has proited by, for
really had preference for the boy. But
what was 1 going to say
.Well?'
you loved him, and doubt not that he
loved you. Yet it is foolish in you to
cherish his image as you do, as if he re-
membered you the safse. 1t is not at all
probable that he has any affection left for
his old companion, nor do | believe he
would think of renewing his engagement
with you, should he ever see YOU again.
You must reflect that we are poor now
And would that make any difference
with him!' asked Julia, fixing her large,
| dark eyes with an expression Of mournlul
reproach upon her fathers face.
The old man sighed again, but answer
ed not. Throwing his head back upon a
pillow, Julia arranged for his comfort, he
closed his outward eyes, looking with
! those within-the spiritual sight-back
upon the past, all shadowed as it was by
sorrows and vain regrets, and forward to
the future, which appeared more dark to
him than either the past or the present.
More than a week had passed, dating
from the opening of our story, and still
Julia continued to supply the family will
comforts, which seemed procured through
the influence of mysterious providence
for none could divine how the girl beeam
possessed of the means to make the pur
chases she did.
i am convinced, then, said the old ma
TO her, that you procure money from som
source which you keep concealed from u.
Answer me now plainly: Do you get a
your money by teaching?'
No sptied Julia, blushing aud smilin
/ as she blushed, Il do not
: How then, is it obtained? Speak: for
can endure this mystery no longer
But am not at liberty to tell you nov
,, father. Watt patiently, and l assure tn
all shall Is explained to your entire sati
factlon,--i hope by four o'clock TO mo
l row. Wait till then.
| The old man regarded her with an e,
+, preston of perplexity and wonder. but
i not urge ber more.