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CLOUDS AND NSUJN
BY "CoUSIN EMMA"
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BY " COUSIN EMMA"

Edith Evelyn exclaimed Mrs. Vaughan ;
Edith Evelyn" and she grasped the hand of
the girl, and, drawing her nearer, pushed back
the thick, neglected locks from her face, an
gazed long and earnestly into her eJ es. Edith
llvelyn was my dear friend. Can you be her
chld--herc-a servant in Clara Wiloughby g
house? You must come down in my room
and tell me all about tlis Never fear my poor
girl she added. as Edith drew au ay her hand,
and shrunk back into her corner Come and
n gain re-assured she arose and followed sIrs.
Vaughan down the steep steps, an into her
chamber.
"'You shall sit here by me, and tell me all
your sa history, for sad | know it is.' And
Edith began in low, fltering voice, at first
as if afraid to speak, but gathering courage as
she proceeded. When she had ii .,ia.,ed, Mrs.
Vaughan kissed hcr--oh how long it was
since she had felt kiss upon her cheek before .
and then she babe her lay her weary aching
head down upon the couch and -locp, while
tcl.dorly, as if the poor orphan had been her
own child, did she hold her hand, and watch
over her until hcr breathing told that she had
sunk into heavy slumber. in the morning
Mrs. Vaughan sought Mrs. Willouglbv, and
after relating the events of the preceding night,
expressed her determination to remove Edith
that very day to her own home. Mrs. Willough-
by was too much surprised to offer any reply
and her companion, after waiting a moment, left
her to her own reflections and retired to pre-
pare for her journey.
Edith went down for the last time into the
smoky cellar kitchen, and looked at the scarlet
blossoms of the bean, tat she had trained up
by the window; and then she took the kitten up
az l.er arms, and as she kissed it good bye,
her tears fell fast upon its soft fur. Then she
went up stairs into the garret. There was the
tile straw bed in the corner where she had
slept so many nights, and so many years-and
oh how often had she cried herself to sleep in
that very corner Edith shed bitter tears as
she looked upon that lowly room for the'last
time. It was tie only place where she had
passcG happy moment for many weary years.
From that small cracked window, had she
watched, every night, the Due SKY and the
bright stars, and imagined that her angel mother
was looking down upon her from IIeaven.-
Many times had she thought of the words that
mother had often 5, oxen to her when she was
little child,
my daughter, God is every where. He
cluays sees YOU and had crept back to her
dark corner again, to lie and wonder if God
could see her even there in her loneliness
Edith was at length aroused by the voice OF
the cook, who came to say that the carriage
was waiting, and Mrs. Vaughan was nearly
ready. In her adversely, Bridget had, like her
mistress, trowned upon and scolded at the child,
but now that she was to go away in a fine car
rage with such lady, the Irish girl was anxious
| 10 spake gocd word for hcrsef.' 'Remem-
| Der me Miss. when ye're a great lady. Ye
knows that I've a poor mother to take care Of
ard sure | can't live with this ould craythur
much longer at ALL The likes of l,er niver was
seen indade.' Edith shook hands kindly with
her, and then casting one more glance back
into the garret, hastened away.
The carriage whrled softly down the avenue
but as Mrs. Vaughan looked from the window,
there was no one standing upon the piazza to
wave farewell.
'Ilenceforh You are to be my own child
| Edith and | trust the long years of suffering
you have passed, are all YOU will ever be called
upon to encounter. Only one thing have to
ask of you, and which you may think stral l.ge
but cannot at present give my reason. 1t is
| that for few weeks you retain the name OF
| Janc-and do not mention any of the circun.
stances which have so recently transpred.'-
Edith looked a little surprised, but Immediately
promised, and then the two conversed of the
future until they reached tn. end Of their Jour
ney. Cecil was waiting at the door to receive
his mother, and though somewhat astonshed to
see her young companion, yet Le lifted her gen
tly from the carriage, and met again the timid,
thankful glance, of those wonderfully express
sive eyes.
Edith wept herself to sleep again that night
as she had SO often done before, but low differ
ent was the cause! She had received kind
good night from Cecil Vaughan, and from his
mother, who went with her to her chamber, a
heart-warm kiss, and a tender blessing
Late OH that same evening sat the m ther and
son in earnest conversation. Cecil had receiv-
ed letter from his cousin Robert Vaughan,
enclosing one from his mother to Mrs Vaughan.