Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1850-1854, 1854-04-14

Estella her soft voice, with its pretty for
eign accent trembling.
II do not" answered Mrs. Malahide,
coldly.
The girls eyes filled with tears.
"And arm afraid shall IT be welcome
when you do know me-" she said timidly.
Il am Estella Everett
Mrs. Malahde started.
.Impudent! forward! presumptuous
here in my very housen' she thought this
strongly agitated; and moved to the fire
place, to ring the bell.
Estella went nearer to her, and laid her
hand on her arm.
"Do not send me away without hear
ing me,o she said plaintively; "for. indeed
have only come in kindness and love-
Her pure young voice touched the wo-
IN ln's heart in spite of herself She droo
pc the hand outstrccthed, and, pointing
to chair. said
"Whlt is il you have to sayN ina voice
still col yet with 4 shade less of sharp
ness in it,
Il have come to you, Madam" began
Estella. that | might see some one who
knew my father, and some one that he
loved and belonged to. | am very lone
ly, now that he has gone, with all of you
disowning me; but 1 thought that You,
who ha seen more sorrow than the 9TH
ers, would have more sympathy with me
than they; for sorrow brings hearts very
near! And SO. Aunt Grace, came t.
Brighton from Venice, on purpose to see
YOU and the children, that [ might make
you 1--we and adopt me among you. And
now" she added. her full heart swelling
with its old hope Of love. you will not
turn me away from your hearth You will
not forbid my cousins to love me! If |
have injured you 10y my birth-and, dear
| Aunt. it was not my own fault will
make up for ii in the best way can, and
prove to YOU my love for my father by
loving you. want some one to be kind
, 10 me. and some one, Aunt. that | can be
kind to and love. | am rich and | want
some near one to share my riches, and
not strangers; | want one ofmy own blood
one of my own kindred. Iwant you and
your children, Aunt Grace, and you will
give them to me-"
This simple, unworthy outpouring.
softened Mrs. Malahide into almost "A
smilc-a smile which, EStclla caught
like ray Of light, Young and impul-
sive, she ran to her aunt, and flinging
herself on her knees 10y her side, putting
her arms round her said, You are going
to love me, Aunt Grace? And you will
let me love You and the children 2, hold
I ing up her face to be kissed.
! She looked So lovely, with her beau
tiful grey eyes which had their mothers
depth, and softness, and lustre-with
her bright brown hair braided off her
low white brow-with her small red lips
like little rose,buds parted-her cares
sing ways, which had all the grace and
warmth Of ltaly-her voice SO sof; and
musical-that the frozen Everett soul
WAS thawtd in Mrs. Ma!ahide, and the
iron bond of reserve which had so long
unnaturally held it prisoner gave way
She laid her hand on the girls shoulder
she looked her frankly inthe eyes. Tears
came ii her own. She remembered the
time when she was young and inpulsiyC
when love formed her life too, and
when loneliness and want of love were
death She stopped down, half uncon-
sciously, and kissed tie fnco upturrinc
to hers, murmuring My poor desolatt
child"
Estella felt as if volume had been
said between thcm-as if life had been
written in ona m.h3ly ca7ess. SA {
cried for j,y--she sohbel-sho kissed
her aunt's cold hands, called her caris
Sima and carina, and poured ont fioot
of gratitude and love- half in Italian anl
halt III bad English, sweeping away al
power of resistance in the living fore,
Of her own tenderness. All was over
Little inpulsi,c Us was any true-borl
Everett, there was that in Estella whicl
no one could withstand-such depth
such gentleuess, such fcrvor, such child
Ish faith although she was by biril
50 highly Objectionable, and albeit she
had been brought up abroad, and wa,
therefore, only half an English woman
the truth az! trust of her nature wer,
stronger than even Mrs. Malahide's pref
ulices; SO, giving way for once to he
own instincts, she folded tho girl to her
heart, and kissed her again and blessed
her.