The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1855-09-13
WHOLE NUMBER 232

sary to make, were SO satisfactory, that
she did not hesitate to engage her. 1t
was to Mrs. Clinton's she said that she
had gone so punctually every day at
o'clock, where, after devoting two or
three hours to ber pupils, she was oblig-
cd to walk a mile to a different part of
the city, where she had four more that
were less profitable, as only one of them
attended to music.
Next Monday morning at nine
o'clock, said Mrs. Onslow, when Miss
Lindsay rose to take leave, | may ex-
pect you ..
Yes, will be here at the hour yo,r
name, nothing in Providence prevent
ing
oh mother,' said Ellen, the moment
she was gone, you can't think how much
better l like Miss Lindsay's face than l
do Miss Larpent's'
Then, my little Ellen, you are no
Judge Of beauty
Il don't care about beauty. Miss
Lindsay looks good, and Miss Lar
pent-'
why no you leave your sentence
unfinished =
Because I don't know as it would bo
right for me to say what was in my
mind
well, Sedley,' said Mrs. Onslow,
as her brother re-entered the apartment,
{ take it, all in all, this is what should
call rather romantic incident
'Why?'
t Just as if you didn't know
n certainly don't know
You don't know that she is the same
girl who has passed here, so punctually,
every day at nine O'Clock p
No, and how could l without seeing
her''
Il concluded that you would have
the curiosity to take a seat where you
could see her through the open door,
But you couldn't help hearing her voice
how did that please you =
thought it very musical one.
Il like her a great deal better than I
do Miss Larpent, and so will you, uncle
Sedlcy, l know you will, when you come
to see her, said Ellen.
cannot imagine what Miss Larpent
has done to excite your i'll wll,' said her
mother. What is it, Ellen p
She has never done anything, as I
know Of, but don't like her.
To dislike person without cause,
is wrong
suppose it is, but l can't help it.
[ think sometimes it IS because such q
singular light always burns in her eyes,
at what fills mine with tears. 1t makes
me feel afraid of her.
How nonsenscal I cannot imag-
inc what put that into your head
Nothing put it there--it came it.
SELF
1T is one of those tipathies,' said
Sedley, which can neither be avoided
nor clearly accounted for, in every in
stance. Nevertheless, Ellen, l must
warn you against cherishing a morbid
feeling Of aversion against any one
You should be governed by reason
not CAPRICE
The next Monday morning as pre-
arranged, Miss Lindsay was at Mrs. On
slows, ready to enter upon her duties as
a teacher. The prospect appeared to
her charming one. The school room
was pleasant aud convenient, and at the
first glance she felt that she should bo
pleased with her three pupils. Ellen
she had seen already, and had felt her
heart drawn towards her, as she noticed
her soft yet earnest eyes, and the singu-
larly sweet expression of her small, rosy
mouth
Agnes, though two years younger,
had grave, thoughtful face, while little
Kate, with her dark eyes full of warm
and joyous light, and her golden curls
floating over her shoulders, was one of
those beautiful, sunny tempered little
children everybody is sure to love-.
Miss Lindsay thought herself fortu-
nate, but though for the present unseen,
cloud was gathering over her. Sho
had been engaged in teaching her new
pupils about four weeks, when one day.