Southern standard. [volume] (Columbus, Miss.) 1851-1856, 1853-04-30

i can't tell said she again with @
clslon that would have amused him a. manly de.
time. So putting her gently down upoD any other
ment he prepared to follow her at ! AN; 'ae Pave.
There was something in the expression sc Iee-
that interested him; that reminded him - ef lace
had loved, oh how deeply And then he =, one he
the weary years that bad interviewed siU 0SunIed
marriage. Yes; it might be her child het
On she went, little Minnie, turpinr Co.,.
appeared up the small dingy court ipto ,L Dis
way of small black house, never oUoa 'ue ooOr'
her graceful little head. 'ufnng
Ernest followed; she opened a small d..
forgetting in her haste to close it after her h. ana
her say, (almost breathess from speed and a aen
ton, i didn't tell, mamma; | didn't toI T2Sa'
gentleman who asked me my name, and vine VII ns
lived, but kiss me, mamma, l certainly AL
tell him. O'unt
Dear child said the mother as she pavet
kiss.
The voice there was but one in the wide MI,
that could SO thrill him "OnN
ooh, mamma here he is, said Minnie % !
tried to close the door. L certainly didn't ,as
him, and she began to sob most piteously, vi
Agnes 7 Ernest! They were simple wo,,.
to convey SO much meaning! Your husbsn5'
Agnes, is he dead -? Why do find you here5
What then 2 said Ernest, drawing himself,
as if he were already called upon to protect bsis,
/ Dead to me 7 said Agnes, in a low voice
Ernest took from his pocket a small brocb
You must have suffered much ere YOU worJ
have parted with this, Agnes. 1t has told ma
silent tale of misery that will not pain your hear
to echo. ask you not of him. Its enough e,
me that he is-liying while you are suffering here
| will not curse him in your presence; but, Agpss
you must give me the right of an old friend f.
care for you; you must leave this wretched place.
and he looked first at her, then at the miserab.
surroundings.
Your father, Agnes, does not know of this,
Is money still his god %
Agnes replied only by her tears.
Tell me how have you lived q said Ernest
She pointed to a small escretore in the corner Of
the room.
'Stow starvation p said he contemptuouslv.-
Just look at your positions; deserted from avarieims
motives by those who should rally round YOU IN
your hour of trial, wasting your youth and health
in humbling yourself for employment to those who
can neither understand your position nor appreei.
ate yourself Agnes, give me, (if may claim
no dearer title, a brothers. right to provide and
care for you.'
Agnes karin rose from her chair, pale, but calm.
/ Listen to me, Ernest. WHAT l have been, Won
know; what l am now by Gods dark providence,
you see. That have suffered more keenIy than
even you who read my heart SO well can dream,
| acknowledge.
There is nothing that meets my eye that is not
coarse and repulsve. l have deprived myself Of
food that my~child might not hunger. have
toiled till morning for my daily bread. l have no
earthly father save in name; but throughout all
this, Ernest, have maintained myself with re-
spect, and l would rather die than take one dollar,
even as loan, from you. Nay, hear ME out
said she, laying her hand upon his arm, as be
strobe impatiently across the room. This poor
weary heart is tried and tasked to the utmost
Like Noah's dove, it finds no res ing place. Nay,
spare your reproaches and be generous Think
you it cost that heart nothing to turn codly away
and say nay p and her voice trembled and her
eyes filed. Ernest, my heart may not echo back
your words of kindness; the love that is born Of
sorrow is strong, and wild, and deep. Leave me
Ernest. Do not deceive yourself; it is not broth
er's heart you offer me. l must toll on unaided
by you. The night has been long, tedious and
starless; the morning must dawn ere long will
wait and trust If / forsake not myself God viii
not forsake me-.
Once more, shall leave you, Agnes, said
the young man, as be took her hand.
God will it,, was her low reply.
The door closed upon Ernests retreating figure;
then her mothers heart gave way. Covering her
lace with her hands, she wept long and bitterly;
then came holy calm peace that only those
may know who are self-conquerors.
And where was that earthly father . He ate,
and drank, and slept; careless who befriended bis
child; careless of the more than mortal strength
she needed to keep that warm and tried heart from
yielding to the pressure Of poverty temptation
and despair Like as father pitch his chill
dren,' were unmeaning words to poor Agnes.
This is very correct translation said the Pc
DANTE Professor Boggs, very well done, madam;
couldn't have done better myself; and that's the
highest praise can bestow upon it. | suppose
you expect to be well paid for it, Ike the rest Of
our applicants for this sort of thing
4 need all you can give me, said Agnes, de-
jectedy-'it has cost me week of unremittlng
labor
| Very p-o-s-s-i-b-l-e,' said the Professor,
looking at her through his glasses. I'm told you
are the daughter of old Mr.. karin; he's man
that's well off, how came you to be reduced 10
this extremity 2 (Cruel, avarcious father the
dagger again driven home to that suffering heart
by your neglected hand y
Agnes replied, You will excuse me, sir, from
entering into the details of my private history
If the translation pleases you, shall be happy 70
dispose of it; if not. l must look elsewhere
Mr.. Boggs returned it with a stately bow
Agnes found her way into the open air. The e1,
element of her interview with Ernest, fasting ana
fatigue told at last. Her steps became unsteady,
her sight failed her; she reeed and fell upon Tue
pavement.
'Drunki' said one of the bystanders, with
sheer.