Blue hen's chicken. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1848-1854, 1851-06-06

lay in bed fortnish and every day she
sat with me and chatied. The constant alten-
dance was no longer necessary, but I begged
her TO stay with me by day. As grew better
the restraint diminished and all her cheertul-
ness hegaa to show itself Her little rounded
figure glided about the room with all the lilht.
ness of fawn. Sometimes she sat singing
and working as in her own rom, and then
would check herself, and.say that il male my
head ache; till begged her to 90 on.
One day said to her. "You haye never told
me your name."
Aimee; and yoursl
William Arnot,' said l. shearing myself Of
the final consonant to suit her French ear
ia French, Guillanume Arnot Il is not so
pretty one as yours, which makes you al
ways beloved" said | playing upon the word.
May, excepting M. Gallert do not know
single being whom can call nv friend.'
And how Is thisi' asked-'you, who arc
SO kind and goodl'
Il never knew my mother she replied
my father was a yine grower in little village
Ia Lorraine; and NJ. Galart as the cure here
at the time had sister, who was very beau
tiiul; and M. GallaH taught us both to read,
and understand the best writer's, whose works
he lent us from his library. But my sister
was proud, and never loved me much; and
when she married rich man, and went to
Paris to live, she thought Of us no more. |
forgave all this; but when my father lay i'll,
and his farm had gone to ruin, we wrote TO her
in vain. When he died, and we wroie to her
lagain and had no answer. | thought | never
could forgive her while lived. The good old
cure had been removed TO the Parish Of St.
Elinne, where he breaches now, some time be-
Tore my father died; but he came to me as soon
as he received the news, and arranged my fa-
TIERS funeral. Afterwards, as had no reIn-
tives in the village. NJ. Gallart took me to
Paris with him, and placed me with Madame
Armonyille, a milliner in the Rue Richeieu.
where learnt how 10 earn my living. | have
never seen my sister since have been here;
but once, soon after came to Paris, passed
by her house, ! saw the windows brilliantly
lighted, and heard music. They had party
there that night. | stood looking up at the
windows, and crying bitterly. | would have
given all that possessed to see my sister once
more, u only for moment, to have reminded
her of the days we spent torether in our child
hoed. bul was afraid Of boiny driven from
i've went sH1i sha. e way ssiio' p aazsafjy
J Monsieur fair1 f3frf4f
1T is very sad, | said. 4 will not tell vor
now. by what strange ordsc Of events | alsc
I'm friendless in the world. Sons other tint
will tell you. Your story has made me sad
AID do not like to dwell upon the past. lie
US rather look forward to the future, and lik,
: brother and sister, resolve to help and chsrist
ona another while we live,
y took her hand and pressed It in nv own.
spoke hnrriedly and earaesIly, for felt mos
I, desply every word | uttered. "A new. sourc
q Of life had oprung up in my heart. forge
how littleI was in condition 10 help her--poo
y md wretched as | was. Tho sight of such
i -lnoSle creature, despised and illtrelted by th
: world, preserving all her hope and cheerfulnes
Z and seeking only TO do good to others, ha
q made ma new man. All life stood out befor
q me with another aspect. | felt stronger fail
y than ever ! had known before. that all the evi
in the world. the thought OF which had lon
I haunted and perplexed me, will one day van
y ish like a mist. and show the beauty OF God
= purpose hid within. ] was so happy, and 8
}, 6lled with hope, that though, felt the nea
yapproach of better days; and indeed from tha
!, time, the current Of my fortune ebbed an
q turned.
V AT the end of three weeks l was so far re
! covered as to leave the houss and renew m
q Sc rch for employment. found great chang
y rad taken place since had kept my ROOM
I ln every trade there seemed to be new liz
aud in few days, was engaged In manl
iihCfOIl III tUb nus ots btutos NY tulploJ
le was pleased with my work, and paid me wei
q My first care was to repay my friend the M
70 ney which owed her She arranged to Wis
y the cure on the following Sunday, and sho
az him her money, as she had originally iatende
/, offered to accompany her.
There are but lew days in our lives whic
o. are no, forgotten as soon as passed. The fs
aIdays in the calendar of our existence are fe
hu and far apart. yet, sometimes. We come to
Ut day which never passes from our memory i
70 we die. Everything weshougl git and did upl
that day comes back 10 us afterwards. whl
!, the eye is filmed with thought, and all Il
~ present is forgotten for awhile. This Sund'
w will live for ever in my memory, one Of 4
foremost Of such happy days Weiose eari
Ia and sen, out Of Parish by the Barrere dei' Etoi
MI 1t was still cold autumn morning T
u mist that fingered still when we eat out, h
ea wholly passed away, and left heavy dew
nu the leaves, and laid the dust upon the roads.
We turned off from the highway after awhi
~ and took footpath across tho meadow tlll '
u came to deep valley, and stood still to io
lou around us for time. Behind US we saw q
towers and trumphal arches Of Pars-i
rs white houses Of the outskirts sprinkled.
o and wide, among the trees. Dnt below il "
NJ a quiet landscape. One side Of the valley "
ploughed up TO the borders OF wood. In |
=, hollow stood the old church where we WI
saS 'ia going, ivy-covered. with square tower. |
a'a hind flowed the Seine, and further still.
~ ~ forest called the Bois de Boulogne, piled
-" into Me sky its masses Of innumefaele lin
gh, aeso'nsSu ess sa hsd i;oaassd iona 10 |,
'uld "o'e "o .a.o' ~ ~, NJ friand ,orshsd No
find upon 'lia. ~, n,oss,,sI 10 I,a, Al
cas- door, but did not. There was chaunling
naa we entered, but presently the cure moun
: = the pulpit and began to preach. He wa
~ Os 6na tall old man. His hair was gray, but
. ~ e was not bald. His face was benign and
s' cid, though at times, II wore somewhat @
IT., worn expression. and his forehead was plan
W. deep with wrinkles. | listened with dsli
'''' lio bis discourse, which seemed to harmon