The Planters' banner. [volume] (Franklin, Attakapas Co., Lou.) 1849-1872, 1850-05-09

minded me of one OF those. .Drlght pref
ty flowers, that hang on the cragged,
bare stems of the cactus. pitied her,
her spring of life seemed passing away
so drearily. My pity was misapplied ;
and felt it to be SO when l looked into
her sweet and serene countenance, and
saw there the impress Of that happi-
ness which flows from duties religiously
performed. tits a great matter, Grace,
to have your desires bounded within
your station to be satisfied with the
quiet. unnoticed performance of the du-
ties Providence has allotted to you, and
not to waste your efforts or strength IN
seeking to Do good, or to obtain pleasure,
beyond our sphere. This is true wis
dom. and this was Lucy WendalFs.
At last there came to this obscure faml-
" what comes TO all-death and its
changes. The old man and his wife
died within few days of each other,
of the influenza that then ragged in the
city. The hope of serving the pretty
orphan induced me to go to the house.
She received me gratefully, as an old
friend; for though We had never ex-
changed a word. there had been an
interchange of kind looks and friendly
nods-those little humanities that bind
even strangers together. On inquiry
into her affairs, l found she was left
almost penniless, but discreet and
kind female friend had procured a place
for her in Ross glove factory. Lucy
was skilled in all the art and handicraft
of the needle. Ross, it seems, is very
thriving tradesman; and to the warm
Recommendation of Lucy's friend, he
had promised to board her In his family,
and allow her sufficient compensation
for her labor.
ain a few days she removed to her
new home. II is now fifteen months
since she left our street. She came
once to tell me that she was perfectly
satisfied with her place, and 9nce tken
have heard nothing of her. Do not
look so reproving. my lady Mentor.
have been intending for some time to
call at Mr.. Ross's, to make inquiries
about her. Ny story has brought us
almost to the shop; John Ross, glove
manufacturer This must be the place.
Stop one moment Grace, and look
through the window; that man, no
doubt, is Ross himself. What fine
head! You might know such man
would succeed in the world, let his lot
be cast where it would. Hswould have
made a resoluie general a safe states
man; but he is an honest, thriving
glover, and that, perhaps isjust as well :
nothing truer than the triie old couple
Honor and fame from no condition rise:
ia Act well your part, there all the honor hes.
sThe old man looks rs though he
might be a little tyrannical though
Heaven grant that poor Lucy may mol
have suffered from that trait in his
physiognomy.
The only customer is coming out
| now we have clear field, let US go In
" Mr.. Ross, believe"
q The same ma'am.s
Il came, Mr.. Ross. to inquire after a
young woman who came to live with
you last Christmasg' g'
Il have had great many. young
women living with me, ma'am."
"The old mans humor requires me
to be explicit. Her name, Mr. Ross
was Lucy Wendalln
aAy. Lucy Wendall did come init
the factory about that time.'
There was an expression In his fact
at the mention OF her name. that nigh
betide good, and it might betide evi
of Lucy.
a. merely wished to know, Mr. Ross
whether Lucy had given satisfaction
and whether she still remains witt
youp -
sWas you friend to Lucy Wendall
ma'am %
81 should thiak it an honor to cal
myself SO, but | could hardly CLAIM
that name. She was my neighbor, ant
interested me by her correct deport
ment and uncommon dutifulness to he
old parentsn
| Ross made no reply, but fnnble'
over some gloves that were on tn
counter, then tied up the bundle an
laid it on the shelf.
aYou seem, Mr.. Ross, not disposed I
answer my inquiry. lam afraid som
accident has happened to the poor girl
"Would you like 10 know, ma'an
what has happened to herw He leane
his elbow on his desk, and SCENE
about to begin story.
g Certainly would
1Well you know when Lucy Wen