M'arthur Democrat. (McArthur, Vinton County, Ohio) 1853-1865, 1855-11-22

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have doubted his word. t'- -'ii'
Il am told, madame, that you wish
to sac me- he said, advancing into the
room and not at frsl recognising Mad
anne Arblay, had not removed her veh.
Can | be Of service to you? 'd '''
you see in me tile widow OF your
former lriend, Francois Arblay.p fla
SIS it possible! Poor Francois!
well remember him. But where have
you been concealing yourself this five
years ParbIeu! how time slips away.
| think have heard oFSou as occu-
pying neat little residence out of Pa
ris.' a'H 200
you are right, Monsieur, I have
dcne SO; but Heaven only knows where
shall live for the future ' '
you astonish me- Y = 'h
Doubtless. The wealthy have III
tie idea OF what the poor are called
upon to bear with, Yet do not re-
pine that labor has become to me ne.
cessity, 1t is the idea that may no
longer have even that resource that ter
rifes-that appals me-
please explain yourself, my good
Msdame,' said QueSne, in rather an
embarrassed tone for he instinctiyely
felt that he should be called upon to
render assistance, and was inwardIy
estimating the smallest amount he could
decently part with. .a '-'.-
Madame Arbay told her story
The reader is well acquainted with it
ALREADY. She concluded: Believe me,
sir, that nothing but utter hopelessness
would have induced ne to assume a
position which | AIN we'll aware looks
very--very much like that of beggar
But, sir, you were my husbands friend
and | believe you will not refuse 10 be-
friend his widow and child. | need
not say that whatever assistance you
may ronder me, | will greatlully y repay
should fortune ever place itin my pow
er.' t.i.a.t. .'i Psi. 90.
While she was speaking, M. Quesne
had wrapped something up in piece
Of paper.
you were quite right in applying
to me, my dear friend; as you say,
was your husbands friend; shall nev
er forget it. If this trille,' he placed
tin her paIm-'wilI be OF any service
to you | shall be delighted, and for the
repayment, beg you will not link VI
it. Nay, no thanks | beg. trust you
will take an early opportunity to renew
the acquaintance. My vile and daugh
ter would be charmed
Madame Arblay bowed gratefully
and Withdrew. In passing through the
hall she~sneountered Miss ~Quesne,
whom she had formerly known we'll.
She was about to salute her when that
young lady, cooIy raising her eyeglass,
surveyed her from head to foot, in a
manner which, to say the least, did moi
express any delight at the encounter.
On passing into the street, Madame
ArbIay looked at the enclosure which
had been put into her hands. 1t was a
louis, piece Of twenty francs, and
this from her husbands friend T!
He treats me as he would com.
mon street beggar,' was Madame Ar.
blay's indignant thought. 'He wished
merely to get rid Of me, and shall
keep his paltry almsP ..
But the thought of her child check>
ed the suggestions OF her pride. Il can
not 60 through another trial like this,
said she 70 herself, 'and yet ii all my
husbands friends are as liberal, | have
but to repeat my story four times more
to obtain the requisite sum. To-mor
row, perhaps, but to.dayI feel that
should not have the courage
'Parbeu!' remarked nj. Quesne
complacehtly, as the door closed alte
ibis unwelcome visitor, Il am well ri,
of her. What could the woman meall
Did she expect me to pay her rent2-
Truly, | should have enough to do
; | took in charge all the widows an
children of my acquaintance
And the philanthropic gentlema
buttoded up his coat, took his goIr
headed cane, and walked to his Office
> stopping on the way to purchase
$ shawl for his wife, intended as plea
1 ant surprise-cost only two thousan
francs. Oh, model husband!.very muc
to be praised art thou for .hy generos
ty. How much more satisfactory wa
such an outlay than the expenditure {
; one. tenth, nay, one-twentieth the SUI
ia making glad the hearts of the frient
less and the destitute. Truly, nobl
/, maxim, and one worthy to be inscfibe
in letters of gold, is that which declare
$ that 'charity begins at home I
And now let US bid farewell to N
+ Quesne, and trace the fortunes OF OF
little flower vender. 9
!. CHAPTER VI.
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