Daily evening star. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1852-1854, 1853-01-26
you know net what consolation they were
to the heart of the poor boy''

pald In the love OF one pure heart, tor long
years of sorrow. Many time had she
looked in her mirror, and murmured-"I
know my face is fair, but who will love me
-for-I am lame" Now she felt in her
inmost soul, that her image was treasured
by the very being, who of all others, she
loved and respected most; and she felt
that she could even bear the sneers and
smiles of queen Mab-the brilliant beauty.
and the heartless coquette. No matter if
she did call her ''that poor thing" now.
GA leetle the handsomest pair of horses
ever did see;;" said old John Grafton, as he
hastened to his work with a new perced
boot in his hand
"Yes, and it's grand gentleman what's
got out and gone into your shop" said the
little fellow who stood patiently holding the
reins; ''and he says if I'll 60 down to
widow Anderson's cottage, there, for him,
he'll give me dollar"
Old John fumbled among his grey locks
for moment, and gave a general shrug to
see if he was all right to meet equality"
before he hurried into his shop. A tall
parsonage with cloak of rich broadcloth
falling from his shoulders, stood near the
little window. He turned; smiles gathered
round finely formed mouth light spark
led in pair of proud deep eyes He held
forth Lis hand at John Graftou's humble
obeisance, exclaiming, "Good morning.
uncle John, I'll take that pair of shoes
now"
| Words cannot paint the CONSERVATION,
surprise and pleasure of the old man: he
stammered and suffered, and Kept saving
- well rally, raly;" and when his visitor Iefe
him, after giving him a world ef news nil
he could do~was to pick up his boot and nut
1t down again repeatedly, mumbling. swell
rally, rally, rally"
AND "raly." wasn't the whole town j
IN uproar to find in the noble stranger, their
poor, despised little Jansen come back a
man? Every body said to everybody, with
sagacious mods and winks, Just as thought
Indeed though CONSERVATION was the ruling
emo lon, nobody Was in the least surprised.
save Carry.
She knew he had returned-rich. hand
some' but ah +! he must have forgotten her.
She felt as if she would have given the world
to see him, yet shrank from the thought of
what she had said SO many years ago.
great party at queen Mab's, and Carry
invited! What new freak now? Strange
to say, she felt impelled to 60, and her trem
bling fingers eagerly fastened in her pale.
soft tresses the humble white buds that she
had broken from her cherished rose busl
''lou look beautiful love-" said the foni
mother, smoothing down the snowy dress,
and arranging the pretty curls that cluug
to the bushes on her cheek, "you do look
beautiful to night"
'Ah - sighed Carry, but she sighed it to
herself-"but L am lame-and if he should
see me there"
1t was late when Jansen arrived. Whcr-
ever he moved he met smiles and sparkling
eyes; the beautiful ''queen Mab," she wh,
had slighted his youthful love, and rer ia
it with insults-she was ready to bow he
fore him now. Her cheek kindled at his
approach, but he turned away, coldly bow
ing-and in another moment, with a ST art.
of pleasure, he was by the side of Carry
Andersen, speaking to her in low rich tones.
Nobody heard them but she, and Low
they made her heart leap.