Glasgow weekly times. (Glasgow, Mo.) 1848-1861, 1851-08-28

her. said Ellen, in a less acrimonious tone;
and though | wish her no harm, am sure l
hope he may be undeceived before ii is too late;
for pocr wife would E'vra make for apor-
tionlcss schoolmaster, with her extravagant
and indolent habits
Brookside Cottage had been for many
months tenantless, when the inhabitants of
p were surprised by the announcement
that family were moving in.
i wonder who it can be?' said Elvira to
the girls'suppose we walk over that way
after school tonight, and see if we cannot
make some discoveries.
But the planks that are laid across the
brook have become SO rotten, that father says
it is quite unsafe to cross; and you know that
it is more than half mile round, so, /, for
one, must decline going
Just like you, Hattie, always raising OBJ
jections; but here comes Frank, and he will
go, and save us the trouble, said Elvira.
About an hour after the close of the school
Frank rushed into the room where Elvira
was seated, and tossing his books upon the
table with somewhat Of an important air,
said, wish I was older, do, and no mis-
take! O, my, if she isn't pretty--pretty as
the sunbeam! o, never did-three cheers
for the Brookside beauty!'
We'll, you needn't go quite crazy, master
Frank, said Elvira, in an impatient tone, i
don't see as I'm any the wiser for all this
Don't don such important airs just be,
cause you are seventeen this month, for you
can't frighten me- said Frank, laughing
but now that am ready to tell you; went
over to Brookside cottage, and after waiting
some time, and not seeing any one, stepped
up to the door, and there stood the pretties
creature l ever saw, such long, golden curl
falling over her white neck and shoulders
she looked just ike fairy; she did not SEE
me, but continued at her work, singing lik,
a lark, and such sweet voice.
There Frank said Elvira, you've tolC
enough. | can make nothing out of sucl
rawlings, a fairy, with golden curls--heaven
ly voice and--but don't remember haftha
you said. Of course they are poor, to tax
in 'slop work, or bind shoes for a living an,
/ without doubt your brookside beauty is a
ignorant as beautiful,
'She may be, but don't believe it, thoug
, i see what's the matter with YOU fas
enough; you begin to be afraid you won't b
called the prettiest girl in the village, sis;
cant stay longer to talk, Charley Hill
: waiting at the door for me-
Ga the ensuing Sabbath, Mrs. Mead an
her daughter appeared at the village churct
and many an inquiriug glance was cast ;
them as they entcrcdthe free seats II wa
plainly visible that they were poor--yer
poor, for Mrs. Mead's mourning weed
were coarse and rusty, and Helen's dre>
> was quite out of date. There seemed to /
y something more than usually contidlng
their bearing to each other, as they kne
side by side, during prayers, and read frol
Il the same prayer book; altogether, there W;
: quite mystery about them, at least,
. thought the villagers.
Mrs. Mead's story is toldin few word
t Previous to the death of her husband, The
had seen better days, but Mr.. Mead's Ion
: sickness had drawn so heavily upon the
" resources, that at his death they found then
selves We'll nigh pcnnyless. The poor vii
> ow's heart was filed with Responding fear
il as she attempted to look into the dim lutur
and she could devise no possible method !
) which she might support herself and Hele
IL and she would have sunk under her MAJ
III sorrows had it not been for the sweet assu
!! ance of Him who has promised 10 be faith
:" to the fatherless. at length, through Il
IL interpositon Of friend, she obtained wo
1t at her needle; but owing to the pitiful rem
i ncration she received from her employer
Z she was obliged TO exert herself beyond h
~ strength, and consequently health began
" fail. Then came succession Of dark da
ig and sleepless nights; and the widow in
n' emergency applied to her physician, W
le kind hearted man, for advice. Owing
u the Ligh rents in the city, he advised her
a' remove to some small village, where thu
u expenses would be less, which accounts t
~ their being at Brooksde cottage.
re But few weeks had gone by ere gre
change vas visible in the appearance of t
d. cottage and garden; the long trailing vim
"a had disappeared from the path, and here a
ne there shoots of wild columbine and ro,
ch bushes peeped forth from the plat around I
b. door; and the sweet briar-bush that had
long been neglected, was trained over I
ad nnrch window Taste mas nIainlu disco,