Eastern times. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1846-1857, 1855-05-31

1t was not many weeks before he fell sick,
in consequence of imprudent exposure to the
rain. A fever setin, and he was confined TO
his bed. At the urgent solicitations of Floy,
he consented to have physician called, though
not without something of reluctance at thought
of the fee.
Then it was that he began to appreciate
more fully the importance of Floy's services
Ever ready to minister 10 his wants, no one
could wish more faithful or attentive nurse.
As she sat by his bedstead in the long days
through which his sickness was pretracted,
busily engaged With her sewing, he would lie
for hours, wait ng the motions of her busy
fingers with pleased interest Occasionally,
for he had nothing else to do, his mind would
wander back to the scenes OF his early man
hood, and he would sigh over the recollection
of the happiness which might have been his.
Then his thoughts would be borne along the
dreamy years which had interviewed, unlight-
ened by the rays OF friendship, and uncheered
by the presence of affection. The image of
his daughter, whom he had cast off, and of
whose after fate he knew nothing. came up be
fore him and he could not repel it. A change,
"a beneficial and salutarv change was COM
ing over his mind the fruit of those long,
involuntary hours ofsickness aud self-commun-
ing.
On the first day succeeding his recovery he
invited Floy to go out with him. 1t was an
unusual request, and Florence hardly knew
what TO make Of it. She got her bonnet, how
ever, for shawl she had none, and complied
1t. was chilly March day, and as the thin
dress she had worn from the time of her COM
ing 10 Hendricks was but an III protection
against the weather, she shivered involunta-
rily.
You are cold, said Martin, but you viii
not need to go far
He led the way into a dry goods store.
Have you any warm shawls suitable for a
little girl 2 he inquired. He selected one and
paid for it, Show me some dress patterns,
he continued.
VIZ QIltCiCut OuSS nCIC CuOSSu ldtlill
paid for them.
Can you direct me- Ire enquired, TO any
good dress -makert'
The clerk, who had at first been inclined 10
laugh at the old man, whose attire, though
warmer, was no better looking than Floy's,
but the promptness with which he had paid
for his purchases, and the glimpse which had
in this way been obtained of well filled pock-
ct book, inspired him with feeling of respect,
and he readily complied with his request.
Now said Martin, cReerfully, to Floy,
'we will have you little better dressed, so
that you need not fear the cold.
l am sure,' said Floy gratefully, 'that
am much obliged, and don't know how l can
repay you..'
You have already said the old man with
feeling. ] don't know how should have
got along without you when l was sick
sFloy.' said Martin thoughtfully, as they
came out of the dressmakers, although you
have been with me for some time, | have new
er thought to ask your name-I mean your
other name besides Floy.'
My name is not Flny,' said the child
they only call me so. My real name is Flor.
ence-Florence Eastman
g Florence Eastman = said the old man
starting back in uncomfortable agitation
who was your motherl Tell me quick =
Her name,' said the child, somewhat sur
prised, was Florence kendrick.
Who was her fatherl'
Martin Kendrick.
And where is he! Did you ever see him 7
no. said Floy, shaking her head. He
was angry with mother for marrying as she
did, and would never see any of u.s.
And your mother!' said Martin, striving
to be calm. Is she dead 3
Yes,' said Floy, sorrowfully.- First my
father died, and we were left very poor
Then mother was obliged to work very hard
sewing, and finally she took fever and died
leaving me alone in the world. For week
you, took me in. don't know what woulc
have become of me if you had not said she
gratefully.
Floy,' said Martin, looking at her stead
fastly, do you know my name 2
No. said Floy. Il have often wondered
what ii was, but never liked 10 ash you.'
Then, said he, in an agitated tone, you
shall know me. | am Martin Kendrick, you,
grnadfdfher,'
Floy was filed with amazement, bat after a
moment threw herself into his arms. Will
YOU forgive mother!' she asked.
i will have But, alas, she has much
mere to forgive me. Would that she were
still alive!'
Every day Martin Kendrick became more
alive to the claims Of affection. His miserly
habits gave way, and he became more consid-
crate in his.dealings with his tehants. The
old house in which he lived so many years was
torn down, and he bought neat cottage just
out of the city, where he and F'loy live happl-
PLY together. Floy, who has been sent to
school, exhibits uncommon talent, and is fit
ting for the station she will assume as the
heiress of her grandfather.
To RESTORE PoRK.-In warm weather, the
brine on pork frequently becomes sour and the