Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1855-07-04

back exhausted upon her pillow. In
few moments she revived little, ant
gasped, rather than spoke:
" Eloise, o-to-y-ou-r-"
Before she had finished the sentence
she sunk back, and never spoke again, bu
it was some hours before she died; and a;
she lay there she thought with anguisf
that it was her pride that had doomed
her child to misery, for she felt assured
that if her father had known of her cir
cumstances, he would gladly have aided
her, and most bitterly did she repent thai
she had not given him the information
But now, alas it was too late. At length
the angel of death released her spirit, and
her frantic child was torn from the dead
body by those who were around; and after
her mother was buried Eloise was thrust
from the miserable room in which they
had resided by the heartless landlord
who consoled himself by remarking, "That
If nobody else took care of her. She must
so to the poor-house,"
And so the poor delicate child was
forced to beg. to keep herself alive, and as
she spent the whole day in going from
door to door, the cold autumn wind blew
round her, and her scanty raimant did
not prevent her from being benumed with
the cold. Yes, the grandchild of the proud
and wealthy Howard Percy was beggar
Leaving the orphan for little while
we will retrace our steps and see what has
become of Mr.. Percy. After his daugh-
ter's marriage he was very miserable, for
having been so much in her company, he
felt everything vacant without her; and
when he saw an unusually brilliant Young
lady in society, he sighed as lie thought Of
his own daughter, and sometimes he half
resolved to bring her and her husband
back to his home, but still false pride
restrained him from seeking her. To get
rid OF his unhappy thoughts he at length
plunged into vortex of dissipation, and
tor many years remained q passive victim
IN its unceasing whirl; but at last his con
stitution, unused to such exposure, gave
way, and he was Frustrated on bed of
sickness, where he fingered for many
weeks. Here it was that he first really
missed the attentions of Eloise, and as he
lay helpless, many were the resolves he
made of finding her if ever he was restored
to health. Bitterly did he reproach him
self for ever allowing her to leave him,
= for" reasoned he, perhaps she is even
now suffering from poverty and that would
be infinitely more disgraceful to me than
if she and her husband had remained here,
although Montague was poor, for | have
wealth sufficient to serve us ALL"
AS soon as he was able to be out al
though it was winter, he went out every
day, and enquired of every one who was
likely to know anything of his daughter,
but could Hear nothing of her.
One day, having walked out instead
OF riding, as he usually did, lie was over
taken by snow storm while on his way
home. He was walking quickly, for in
his weak condition he feared exposure to
the cold, and when but few steps from
his own door he was arrested by sweet,
sllvery voice, saying:
Please, sir, give me a penny |"
Thinking there was something familiar
in the voice, he turned quickly round to
see who the supplicant was, and beheld a
little girl, apparently about eight years of
age. Her cheeks and lips were blue with
the cold, and her long brown curls, which
hung far below the hood which covered
her head, were powdered with the fast
falling snow.
My child p exclaimed Mr.. Percy; tell
me what your name is"
Eloise Montague, sir, but Won't you
please give me a penny, for [ have eaten
nothing since yesterday p
Eloise Montague take me to your
mother Immediately, Eloisg, and you shall
have all you want to eat and wear"
Oh! sir" said she, bursting into tears,
4 my mother is dead p
Dead did you say dead p
Yes, sir, she has been dead nearly
three months, and have had to beg ever
since. Papa has been dead long while"
Well, my dear child, come into my
house, and after you have eaten and
yourself, you shall tell me all
about them.''
Mr.. Percy led the way into the house,
Ind was followed by the astonished Eloise,
who wondered why he should take SO
~ uOll A0tlCO VI uClj anu DISK her SO muC0
about her mother. When she had eaten
sufficiently, Mr.. Percy led her to the IL
brafy, where, in her artless way; she told
him her story.
And did she never say anything to
you about your grandfather ~ he asked
when she had finished.
My grandfather / never knew had
one. Have got grandfather then ? Do
you know him ~
Yes, my dear, for am he, myselfr
~ J GU my grandchildren cried Eloise,
running to him and throwing her arms
about his neck, /" theeh won't yon LEFT me
live with you, instead of going to beg
again Won't you let me stop here and
love you Ike my mother did when she was
a little girl 2" ' ~
" Yes, indeed, my dear, and YOU shall
never Know want again"
Eloise soon began to recover from the
effects Of the hafdships she had to endure.