Thibodaux minerva. [volume] (Thibodaux, La.) 18??-1858, 1855-01-13
a Chapter from Ruth Hall.
RUTH APPLIES FOR EMPLOYMENT TO HAYclS1


A thought! why could Ruth not write for the
papers? How very odd it had never occurred to
her before? Yes, write for the papers-wly not !?
She remembered that while at boarding school, an
editor of paper in the same town used often to
come in and take down her compositions in short
hand as she read them aloud, and transfer them to
the columns OF his paper She certainly ought to
write better now than she did when an lnexpe-
lienced GIL She would begin that Very night;
but where to make beginning? who would pub
lsI her articles? how much would they pay her?
to whom should she apply first? There was her
brother Hyacinth, now the prosperous editor OF the
Irving Magazine; oh if he would only employ her !?
Ruth was quite sure she could write well as some
of bis correspondents whom he had praised with no
nggardly pen. She would prepare samples to send
immediately, announcing her intention, and offer
ing them for his acceptance. This means OF sup
port would be so congenial, so absorbing. AT the
needle, ones mind could still be broodng over sor
rowtil thoughts
Ruth counted the days and hours inpatiently, as
she waited for an answer Haycinth surely would
not refuse her. when i'll almost every number OF his
magazine he was announcing some new contr1bu-
tor; or, if he could not employ her himself he sure
ly would be brotheily enough to point out to her
some one of the many avenues so accessible to
man of extensive and newspaperial and literary ac-
quaintancc. She would so gladly support herself,
so cfeerfuy toll day andnght mneedb be, could she
only win an independence: and Ruth recalled with
sigh Katy's last visit to her father, and then she
rose and walked the floor in her impatence; and
them her restless spirit urging her on to her fate,
she went again the post Office to see # there was
no letter How long the clerk made her wait Yes,
there was q letter for her, and in her brothers
Handwriting TOO Oh how long since she had seen
it.
Ruth needed neither the jostlng of oHicc-boys,
porters Or draymen, as she held out her eager hand
for the letter. Thrsting it hastily into her pocket,
she hurried in GREATNESS haste back to her lodgings
The contents were as follows:
81 have looked over the pieces you sent me,
Ruth 1t is very evident that writing never
be your forte; you have 70. talent that way. You
may possibly be employed by some Of the inferior
newspapers, but be assured your articles never
will be heard of out of your own little provincial
city For myself, l have plenty OF contributors,
nor do l know of any literary acquaintances who
would employ you. would advise you, therefore,
to seek some m,oJtfus;oe employment.
Your brother, HYAc1NTH ElLET.'#
bitter smile struggled with the hot tear that
fell upon Ruth's check. 81 have tried the unob
trusiye employment" said Ruth "the wages
six cents day, Hyacint!i;" and again the bitter
smile distigured her gentle lip.
'sNo talent"
cat some other tribunal thaa his will | APP
peal.
'Never be heard Of out of my own lttle prov;n-
cal city," The cold, contenptuous tone stung
her"
:" But they shall be heard Of and Ruth leaped
to her feet. ''Sooner than he dreams OF too. |
can do it, feelt will do it" aud she closed her
lips firmly 'but there will be desperate struggle
first, and she casped her hands over her heart as
if it had already commenced; there will be scant
meals aud sleepless nights, and weary days and Il
throbbing brow, and an aching heart; there will be
the chilling tone, add rude repuse; there will be
ten backward steps to one forward Pride must
sleep! but" and Ruth glanced at her children
sit shall be done. They shall be proud of their
mother Hyacinth shall yet be proud of his sister"
A gentleman who has seen the manuscript
copy of the above letter, assures us it was written
and signed by N. z, WHISKY 7. Mirror.