The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1854-11-04

in brown Holland no fire in the crate, an,
the girls at work all about-Berlin worStc,
mats, ne;;cd, knitted, and crcchcted, and en-
broidcred blotting books of faded, colorcd flow
ers, and other things of the same kind, all yer
y still and formal, and with no evidence of lif
or artistic taste among them. Estclas hear
sank when she looked around this cold, life
less room, so different to the Italian homes OF
pictures and birds, and living gems of art
but she resolved to bear up against the chill
! ing influences pressing on her, and to b
brave and constant to herself; no little meri
in girl brought up in Italy, where but litt
of the moral stc:dfastncss Of life is brailc,
with It's poetry. In short while lady en-
tered, dressed in deep mourning. her face fix
ed INTO mask ofscverc grict. but wi;ha wo
manly tenderness lurking behind like the Ii Oh
through darkencd window. She bowed
looking suspicious and little stern. standin.
erect bv the door
You do not know me, Madame = said rs
tcila, her soft voice, with its pretty forcis1
accent, trembling
Il do not, answered Mrs. Malahidc, cold
ly.
| The girls ewes filled with tears.
And am afraid shall not he wccom
when You do know me-, she said timilly. :
am E>;clla Everett
'ImpuIent, forward. 1rcsumptuous her
in my very house" she thought this, sironcl
agitatcd; and moved to the fireplace to rim,
the bell
E>tclla went nearer to her and laid he
hand on her arm.
do not send me away without hearing me,
said she plaintivelv; for indeed have onl,
come in Kindness and love-
Her pure Young voice touched the woman
heart in spite of herself. She dropped tn,
hand out>trctched. and pointing to a chair
said -
What Is it Won have to say = in v"c,
still cold, vet with shade less of >harvncs
in it.
| i have comc to you. Madam began f.
tc.la, that might see some one who knew
nv father and some one that he loved and ~
lon.cd to. | am very lonely. now that h
has gone. with all Of you li>owning me hnt
thought YOU. who hal seen more sorrow tha
the others. would have more sympathy for M,
than they: for sorrow brings heal'> vcr
near And 50, Aunt Grace, Icamc 70 ,,r. !
, from Venice. on purpose Ia see " o..
the children. that I mi :ht make YOU love ans
adopt me anon. YOU. And now. she added
her full heart swelling with lis old hope of
love, won will not turn me away from vow
heart: iou will not forbid my cousins t.
love me fIhavc injured you bv my Lir;l
and. dear AUNT, it was not my own fault
I will make up for it in the best way I can
and prove to Won my love for my father l.,
loving vou. want some one to he kind I.
and to love. am rich, and want some on,
near to share nv riches. and not strangers
want one of my own blood one of nv ow,
kindred. want yon and your children Aun
Grace, YOU will give them to me-
This simple. worldly outpou,ine. sohcnct
Mrs Malahidc into almost Slnile-a snail,
which. E>,cIa caught like a ray o: light
Young and impulsiye, she ran to her aunt
and flung herself on her knees hv her side
putting her arms around her, said. You arr
going 20 love me, Aunt Grace And YOU vii
let me love Won and the children? holin:
up her face to bc kissed.
She looked so lovely with her bcau,ifu
grey eyes, which had their mothers depth
softncss aud lustre-with her bright, brow,
hair braided of her low, white brow-witl
her small, red lips, like little ro>cbud> rartc,
her ca.rcssing ways, which had all In
grace and warmth of halv-hcr voice 50 So.
and musical-that the frozen Everett son
was ti,awcd in Mrs. Malahidc, and the iro,
bond of reserve which had so lonc unnatural
" held it prisoner, gave wav. She laid he
hand on the girl sl"'h!c. ,slclooked her vcr
frankly in the eyes. Tears came in hcr owr
She remembered the time when she wa
Young and inpulsivc-wl,cn love formed he
Et;. too. and when ro!dncss and want of low
was death. She stopped down, ha.f ancc.,
sciou>lv, and kissed the face ur:urning t
hers, murmuring. My poor. dcso!atc chil'! :
ES,clla felt as if volume had been sai
Lctwccn tlcm-aS if life had been write
in one mothcrlv carc>s. She cried for iov-
she sol,bcd kissed her aunt> cold han,
called her cari>>ima and carina, and rou:c
out food of gratitude and love, hal: in lia
ian, half in had English. sweeping away Il
mower of rc,istencc in the living force OF he
own tenderness All was over. Little i'm
pulsivc as was any true born Everett, thcr
was that in E>:ella which no one could Will,
stand-such depth, such scntIcnc>s. such fr'
vor, such childish faith and albeit She ha
been brought up abroad, and was therefore
only halt an English woman, the truth an
trust OF her nature were stronger than eve
Mrs. Malahidc's rrcjudiccs SO, giving Wa
for once to her own instincts, She folded I'll
girl to her heart and kissed her again al,
blessed her.
Jcssy Hilbert was..dclicate. She was O
dercd to the seaside: and Brighton hci,
convenient on Eianv accounts, Mrs. lllLic
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