The daily union., 1856-12-12
CHATTER III.


N Astorl Metropolitan International Western
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Such was the welcome that awaited Sarah Perciva as
descended from the cars the evening Of her arrival
10 New York Bewdered with the noise and confusion,
she hrank timdy behind burly old gentleman who had
ten Of her passengers and waited TILL the tu-
nu should subside Her face burned with embarrass-
and distress and in her whole attitude so much OF
humidity and uncertainty displayed that chorus OF
Acmen surrounded her, and thrust their tickets in her
e In her agony she would have taken them ALL had 1t
been for a tall fne-ookng man, with the gallant,
aspect of sailor who had been attracted by the evil
trepidauon Of the young girl and the selfish rndeness
\ those who surrounded her.
I He came and stood beside her and asked
Can be Of any assistance to you, young lady. am
ERECT stranger to you know, but at the time, II
oO will trust me shall be very happy to help you"
Now Sarah had read and heard much Of the danger that
Ways awaits too conhdng heart aud yet with her first
into that kind frank face all her lessons for
o,ten and she moved nearer to him insunctvey, like
frightened child about to claim protection.
II is not too much trouble shall be very glad II
Ou will assist me In getting carriage"
With the greatest pleasure, was the reply. Is there
Rny particular hotel you wish 10 go TO =
Sarah produced her little card bushing for the humble
recuon she did carriage was soon obtained, her
laggsge strapped upon the boot, and Sarahis kind
snd whom she supposed from ha address to be Sai-
turned to go.
must bid you goodnight believe" he said, looking
little serious ii trust you will reach your home safe
De held out his hand Without the least hesitation
ah laid hers in IT, and felt Hte heartache az II was
leased from the firm clasp. Such meetings and parinRs
A Ten thrill us with Of pain for which we cannot
count and the faces that have beamed upon for
kindness and then vanished earth to
I'm again, are sometimes remembered long after IA
lia have faded from the tablets Of memory And
u that the dreams Of Sarah Percival on the FIRST
Eghl Of her city life haunted by vision Of grace
II hgure with curs of fair hair, cltngng the mast oil
SINKING vessel and thus that Ross Neville captain o
ke good ship "Snow Squsll' wondered little now and
n as he walked towards his hotel IL ever in his life be
hould meet the young girl he had betended again.
The home under the shelter Of whose roof these 6rs
Il cams OF Sarah Percival dreamed, was q humble
poe enough 1t was a small wooden tenement on a mar
vE and dirty street. owned and inhabited by q eleany
Scotch woman, who had been a servant in the house
Ar. Richard Percivsrs father 10 her younger dayp
was greatly rejoced at the young girls unexpected
Ven and hustled around to make her guest comfortable
Eng all the while Of Mr.. Richard and Mr. Frank In
~ mat brought tears 10 her listeners eyes II seemed
strange to hear this woman, totterng on the verge o
r grave relating little anecdotes OF the boyish days oil
two brothers who had gone before her and Sarah's
, art warmed towards her she told how brave and
ttousl and impulsive her father In his youth
II M Richard was more quiet and cautious, and Mr.
nk forever in disgrace said the old lady, warmly "but
all That he had smile that would do your heart good
way with him that would charm a bird from q
Yrs Bryce, do look like my father p asked Sarah
ne good woman turned and looked at her quietly with
clear, gray eyes
Ana she said, shaking her head and favoring her
WIN strong remniscenoe Of her native dialect
blink Of your ee like him. but your face Is like
1T ~. .9Iher's my bairn'
: pa you know my mother p asked Sarah, eagerly.
'"s brycss face grew serious