Eastern times., 1856-01-03

For every flower on others pathway strewn,
Confers its fragrant beauty on our own.
So you are going to live in the same build
ing with Hetty Turnpenny,' said. Mrs. Lane
to Mrs. Fairweather. You will find some
body to envy you. If her temper does not
prove too much even for your good nature, it
will surprise all who know her. We lived
there year, and that is as long as anybody
ever tried it,
Poor Hetty!' replied Mrs. Fairwea'her,
1she has had much to harden her. Her moth
er died too early for her to remember her
father was very severe with her; and the only
lover she ever had borrowed the savings of
her years of toll, and spent them in dissipa-
tion. But Hetty, Notwithstanding her sharp
features, and sharper words, certainly has a
kind heart In the midst of her greatest pow
erty, many were the stockings she knit, and
the warm waiscoats she made, for the poor
drunken lover, whom she had too much sense
to marry. Then you know she feeds and
clothes her brothers. orphan child
If you call it feeding and clothing, replied
Mrs. Lane, the poor child looks cold and
pinched, and frightened all the time, as if she
was chased by the east wind. l used 10 tell
Mrs. Turnpenny she ought to be ashamed of
herself, TO keep the poor little thing at work
all the time, without one minute to play. If
she does but look at the cat, as it runs by the
window, Aunt Hetty gives her rap over the
knuckles. | used to tell her she would make
the girl just such another sour old crab as her
SELF
THAT must have been very improving 10
her disposition, replied Mrs. Fairweather,
with good humored smile. But in justice
to poor Aunt Hetty, you ought to remember
that she had just such cheerless childhood
herself. Flowers grow where there is sun
shine
i know you think everybody ought TO live
in the sunshine rejoined Mrs. Lane, 'and it
must be confessed that you carry it with you
wherever you go. If Mrs. Turnpenny has
heart, dare say you will find it out, though
never could, and never heard of anybody else
that could All the family within the hear
ing of her tongue called her the neighbor in
law
Certainly the prospect was not very encour-
aging for the house Mrs. Fairweather pro-
posed TO occupy, was not only under the same
roof with Miss TurnpennV, but the building
had one common yard in front. The very
first day she took possession of her habitation,
he lad hn -
Hetty had the precautioo to extinguish the
fire, lest the new neighbor should want hot
water, before her own wood and coal had ar
rived. Her first salutation was, sif you want
any cold water, there's pump across the
street don't like to have my house stopped
all over
am glad you are so tidy, neighbor Turn
penny replied Mrs. Fairweaiher 'it is ex-
tremely pleasant TO have neat neighbors. l
will Try to keep everything as bright as a new
five cent piece, for see it will please you.
came ia merely TO say good morning, and to
ask if you could spare little Peggy to run up
aud down stairs while am getting my furni-
,are in order. [ will pay her sxpence an
hour
Aunt Hetty had begun to purse up her
mouth for refusal, but the promise of six
pence an hour relaxed her features at once
Little Peggy sat knitting stocking very dill
gently, with rod lying on the table beside
her. She looked up with tmid wistfulness,
as if the prospect of any change was like re-
lease from prison. When she heard consent
given, bright color flushed her cheeks. She
was evidently of an impressible temperament,
for good or evil. Now mind and behave
yourself, said Aunt Hetty, 'and see that you
keep at work the whole time. If | hear one
word of complaint you know what you'll get
when you come home The rose color sub
sided from Peggy,s pale face, and she answered
'yes ma am, very meekly.
In the neighbours house all went quiet 9TH
erwise. No switch lay on the table, and in
stead of mind how you do that, if you don't
I'll punish you,' she heard the gentle words,
tthere, dear, see how carefully you can carry
that up stairs. Why, what a nice handy lit
TIC BHl YOU dIo. CnQer lneSe enNVenlng In
fluences, Peggy worked like hee, and soon
began TO hum much more agreeably than a
bee. Aunt Hetty was always in the habit of
saying, stop your noise and mind your work ,
But the new friend patted her on the head and
said, 'what pretty voice the little girl has.
1t is like the birds in the fields. By and by
you shall hear my music-box.' This opened
wide the windows of the poor little shut up
heart so that the sunshine could stream in,
and the birds fly in and out, carolling. The
happy child turned up like lark, as she
tripped lightly up and down stairs, on various
household errands. But though she took heed
to observe all the directions given to her, hel
head was all the time filled with conjectures
what sort of a thing music box might be-
She was little afraid that the kind lady woulC
forget to show it to her, She kept at work
however, and asked no questions; she only
looked very curiously at everything that re
sembled box. At last Mrs. Fairweathel
said Il think your little feet must be tired b,
this time. We will rest awhile and eat som,
gingerbread The child took the offered cak,
with humble little courtesy, and carefully