Jeffersonian Republican. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1840-1853, 1850-02-28

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allow him to attribute his good fortune to the skill
OF his tailor, he was induced to believe that he was
loved for himself, or that Lady Melvll was fascin-
ated by spell.
When the marriage day was fixed upon, and
Frederic repaired to his lawyer to sign the con-
tract, his surprize changed to amazement He
found himself worth million He owned an es-
tate in Burgundy, house in Paris other property
which he never heard of before. The widow had
property abroad-estates in Wales, and pastures
in Devonshire 1t was golden dream, from
which Frederic dreaded every moment to wake
up and though all the ceremonies had been duly
performed, he would not believe in the reality of
his happiness.
"Rise, dear Frederic" said his wife once more,
" Take chair and let US talk"
The young husband obeyed, without abandon
ing the hand which he held, and Madame de la
Tour began thus
" There was once"
p" All" exclaimed Frederic;
" Listen to me, dear. There was once young
girl born of parents who once had been rich, but
who when the girl was fifteen years old, had only
The hard earnings of father support themselves.
They resided in Lyons, but the hope of better
fate induced them all to come to Paris. Nothing
is harder to gain again than lost fortune. The
father of the young girl struggled four years with
poverty, without being able TO conquer it, and f.
naly died in hospital.
"The wife soon followed her husband, and the
young girl remained alone in garret, the rent of
which was not paid, and withou. friend in the
world. If fairy was to play part in my story,
it would now be the times for her to appear. But
there is no fairy
The young girl remained in Paris, without
parents, without friends, without money, asking in
vain from strangers for work. which is riches to
the poor. Hunger became more and more press
ing, and al last drove the unfortunate girl into the
streets to beg for charity. She covered her head
with veil, the only inheritance she received from
her mother, bent down to initiate old age, went in
to the street and held out her hand. But her hand
was white and delicate, it was dangerous to show
il, and The girl was compelled to wrap her veil
around i, as if it had been covered with disgusting
sores
"The girl placed herself agans, wall. away
from the light, and when young girl more fortu-
nate than she was, gaily passed by, she held out
her hand and begged for a cent-a cent to buy
little bread. But her appeal was in vain. An
old man came next, and the poor girl again i'm
plored for charity; but old age is often mserly
and hard-hearted, The old man passed on his
way. The evening was cold and rainy-it was
getting late, and the wa,chmen were repairing to
their different posts for the night. Once more the
young girl, exhausted and almost dying with hun
ger, held out her hand. She addressed young
man, who stopped, felt in his pocket, and threw
down piece Of money for he would not come in
contact with such miserable looking object
policeman, who was watching the beggar, appeared
suddenly and seized her.
Il have caught you at it," he exclaimed "you
are begging. ! will take you to the watch-house.
The young man Immediately interposed he
took by the arm the poor girl, whom the moment
before he would not have touched even with his
glove, and addressed himself to the policeman.
"'This woman is no, beggar,' said he, she
is we'll known to me.
But, sir replied the enforcer Of the law
against begging.
al tell you again that know this person.
Poor old woman, said he whispering in the ear of
the young girl, whom he took for an old woman,
take this 6ve franc piece, and let me accompany
you short distance; you will thus avoid the Wig
lance of the man who annoyed you.
The coin slipped from your hand into mine,
continued the bride =" and as you were passing
just then under gas light, saw your face"
"My face 7" exclaimed Frederic.
Yes, my dear friend, it was nv life, and per-
haps my honor, that you saved. You gave dol |
lar to Lady Melvil, to your future wife,"
"You," said Frederic, " 50 beautiful, so young, I
and now so rich, you have begged in the streets !"
81 have | received charity once, and it was
from you. The day after that unfortunate night,
which now place among the happiest moments
OF my existence. an old lady, in whom had in.
spired some interest, obtained fox situation of
seamstress in good house: gaiety and happiness
soon returned, and gained the friendship of my
employer. One day Lord Melvil entered the lit
tie room where was at work, and seated himself
by my side. He was man of sixty years old,
tall, and with freezing countenance
"'Miss,' said he, Il know your history. Will
you marry me I"
MARY you ~ exclaimed.
eyes | have an immense fortune which do