Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1855-02-17

Ciinc " Diu lntiA SUou Elc, bul she never
knew.
After his departure she resumed her studies,
for Leicester had marked out course of read
ing for her, kindly leaving with her the books
she required. 1t was not SO pleasant to be
without q teacher, certainly, aud sadly she mis-
sed her evening recitations but the good teach
er wished her to persevere-he said her talents
must not be wasted--be would be glad to find
when he returned, that she had improved, and
she kept on. Early in the morning before the
rest Of the family were up, she was awake, and
crouching by her little window, that the first
glimmering Of daylight might steal in upon her
open book while late at night when every
one was asleep, the light of her pitch-wood can
die, (she dared not use the small bit of talloYy
candle, lest Mrs Grey should forbid her set
ting up,) shone on the page, and her eyes were
fastened there, till they grew dim, and so hea-
W that she sould no longer keep them open
This did not improve her personal appearance,
to be Surc-hcr eyes grew lustreless, and her
cheek paler and thinner than ever, but in heart
she felt new power spring up, mental
strength and ability Of which she had never
dreamed She felt that it would nerve her
to bear whatever trials might be before her
that she could never be quite miserable with
AS for Helen, after the departure Of Mr.
Leicester her interest in her studies abated
For while, indeed, she did turn the pages Of
the book he left her; but soon they remained
unopened upon the book shelves, and she lin
gered away her time in half dreamy state
very pleasing but very dangerous.
And SO summer passed away, quietly, until
early in August, when a distant relative Of
Mrs. Gray's widow lady of large fortune
came to Saxton from her city home, to spend
a month or two for the benefit Of the country
air The very day that brought the letter an
nouncing her erintention, witnessed the commeDc-
ment of an entire revolution in the house Of
Mrs Gray.
The furniture must be newly rubbed and
several new articles purchased; and fresh pa
per put on the walls Of the dining room and Of
the apartment that Mrs Carroi was to occupy,
besides q thorough cleaning Of the whole estab-
lishment
Cressy found but little time for study dur
ing the week that interviewed between the re-
ception Of the letter and the arrival of Mrs
Carol, for her services were required in every
place where taste was required, or work to be
done. From early in the morning until late at
night, her busy fingers were occupied, and she
: heartily wished that Mrs Carol would arrive,
that she might have few hours to herself
At length she camc--a placid looking, cl
/ derly lady, with colorless cheeks, but eyes un-
dimmed, and an unwrinkled brow, from which
her gray hair was smoothly folded. Her voice
was low and peculiarly youthful in its intona-
/ ton. She never laughed, but her smile was
exceedingly sweet and tender, lighting up her
/ face as sunlight lightens q shady spot.
/ Mrs Grey and Helen felt at once that Mrs
Carol could not Sympathize with them and at
/ heart diSlikcd her for her superiority to them
selves, but CrcSSy at distance watched and
admired her, with all the enthusiasm of her na-
! ture. She was not allowed to be near her, but
often when they met by accident, Mrs. Carol
paused a moment. and from the natural kind
ness OF her heart bestowed few pleasant words
upon the friendlcss girl, and though sometimes
indeed, she did marvel for o moment at the cx-
cceding depth Of the large black eyes which
met her own, yet she never imagined that be-
beneath the neglected and unpreposScsSine per-
son, lay gems Of thought and intellect that only
required the touch Of master hand to bright
en- into rare beauty. Early in October Mrs.
! Carol left Saxton, and i'll fortnight after her
/ departure came Fred Leicester, with warm
! smiles and joyous greetings. g Oh, how he
/ brings the sunshine into the house." whispered
/ Cressy to herself, as she stood at her work in
the Kitchen and listened, with quick beating
/ heart to his words He was talking to Mrs
| Gray, and Helen, and she wondered if he had
once thought Of her. poor little Cressy, who
! was, but for him. all alone in the vide world
/ More beautiful than ever was sweet Helen
( Gray-and so thought the Young man, as he
stood beside her, near a window that looked
! bo or5ar in 70 f.lyo
away the tea things meanwhile, but so soft
was her step, and so intent was Leicester in
! conversation with his companion that he did
not look away from her bright face.
| At length he turned just as Cressy left the
room Mas that CrtSsy ?" he asked.
Il believe So" replied Helen.
! Then | shall claim my old liberty Of visit
inc the Kitchen and go and say " how do You
/ do" to her. You are the cause ofmy neglect
ing my little pupil"
Hastily he left the room bat Cressy was no.
where to be found, but in a moment he return
ed to Helen. She had stepped from the win
dow and stood waiting for him TO JON her On
the lawn
Let us go down to the brook" she said,
" have soae pretty wild flowers growing there
which you m3st see" and together they walk
cd down TO the garden path now covered with
reddaning autumn leaves. AT the brooksde
I they paused i0ng-Hear by was great rock
| that served for a seat, and the view from it
was one that Leicester loved. Cressy had been
the first to show it to him many months before
Near the rock a group Of young trees surround
ed giant elm and it was fayorite resort Of
hers On Sabbath evenings, or when she could
get few leisure mements during the week
A strange creature that Cressy," said Lei
ceSter, throwing himself down on the rock be-
side Helen.
How much you think Of Cressy," she said
in low, vexed tone
Yes, when she is with ae--she puzzles me