Lynchburg daily Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1852-1861, 1856-12-12
CHAPTER III.

Carriage, nam? Cab mam2 Ire n cab p
ST. Niehoasl Astorl Metropolitan International
Western Hotel r.
Such was the welcome that awaited Sarah PEREZ
val, as she descended from the cars the evening
of her arrival in New York. Bewildered with the
noise and contusionshe shrank timidly behind bur
ly old gentleman, who had been of her fellow
passengers, and waited till the tumult should sub
side. Her face burned with embarra mcnt and dis
tress, and in her whole attitude so much of timidty
and uncertainty displayed, that chorus of hack
men surrounded her, and thrust their tickets in her
face In her agony she would have taken them all
had it not been for tall, fine looking man. with the
gallant, open aspect OF sailor, who had been at
ira ted by the evident trepdation of the young girl
aud the selfish rudeness of those who surrounded her
lie came and stood beside her and asked
" Can he OF any assistance to you, young lady
am perfect stranger to you know, but at the
same time, if you will trust me, shall be very hap
Ply to help You"
Now Sarah had read and heard much ofthe dan
ger that always awaits too con6ding heart and yet,
with her first glance into that kind, frank face all
her lessons were forgotten and she moved nearer to
him instnctively, like frightened child about to
claim protection.
Lift is not too much trouble shall be very glad
you will assist Inc in getting carriage"
With the greatest pleasure" was the reply. 4" Is
there any particular hotel you wish to 20 to ?"
Sarah produced her little card, blushng for The
humble direction rs she did So carriage was soon
obtained, her baggage was strapped upon the boot
and Sarahs kind friend (whom she supposed from
his dress, to be II saor) turned to go
81 must bid you good night believe he said
looking little serious. 81 trust you will reach your
home safely
lie held out his hand. Without the least hesita
ton Sarah laid hers in it, and felt little heartachc
rs it was released from the firm clasp Such meet
ngs and partings often thrill US with sense of pain
for which we cannot account and the faces that have
beamed upon us for moment in Kindness and then
vanished-neyer earth to return again are some
times remembered long after familiar ones have
faded from the tablets of memory And thus il was
that the dreams of Sarah Percival on the first night
of her city life haunted by vision of graceful
figure with curs of fair hair, cnging to the mast of
"A sinking yessel-and thus that Ross Neville captain
of the good ship Snow Squall" wondered little
| now and then, rs he walked towards his hotel if ey
er in his life he should meet the young girl he had
befriended, again.
The home, under the shelter of whose roof these
first dreams of Sarah Percival were dreamed WAS a
humble one enough 1t was small wooden tene
ment, on narrow and dirty street owned and in
habed by clearly old Scotch woman who had
been servant in the house of Mr. Richard PercivaT
father in her younger days. She greatly reoic-
ed at the young girls unexpected advent and busol
around to make her guest comfortable, talking all
the while of Mr.. Richard and Mr. Frank in a way
that brought tears to her listeners eyes. 1t seemed
so strange TO hear this woman otterinv on the vero
OF the grave, relating little anecdotes of the boyisb
days of the two brothers who had gone before her.
and Sarahs heart warmed towards her as she told
how brave, and generous, and impusiye her own IA,
ther in his youth.
"Mr Richard was more quiet and cautious, and
Mr.. Frank tOreN er in disgrace said the old Indy
warmly; "but for all that, he had smile that woaI
do your heart good, AMI way with him that would
charm a bird from tree"
Mrs Bryce, do look like my father asked Sa
rah, suddenly.
The good woman turned and looked at her ouietlv
with her clear, gray eyes.
"Na, nal" she said shaking her head and aayorip,,
her speech with strong Renaissance of her native
dialect "ye have blink of your ee, like him, but