The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1856-09-11

When the carriage arrived at the door,
and Mrs Griswold and her son stepped
in, she gave orders for the driver to stop
in street she designated, and when this
order was obeycd, lIettie came out from
low, brown house, so changed in cos
tune and expression, that it would havo
been hard to recognize her now as the
former Hcttie, with her chilled feet at
the shop-keeper's window Mrs. Girls
void loved tho child, AMI it was not
strange that she should, for she had mild
blue eyes and soft brown curls like her
own dear babe, aud had the little Alice
lived, hor age would have been about
the same. Albert also loved the orphan
child, although recently he had not seen
her, for his mother did not wish to teach
him to deceive his father. Mrs. Girls
void took Hettic to the home OF her
childhood, and after the greeting was
over, presented the orphan to her mo:
ther saying,
Keep her, mothe', for my sake, and
as she grows older she will watch over
you, and trust be to you what my sit
ua'ion in life forbids my being-a dovot-
ed daughter
From this time Hetti, knew no more
Of want, for she seemed to supply a place
at the hearthstone that had long been
vacant, so she received all the privileges
Of daughter and soon became the pet
of the neighborhood. Mrs. Clahn
called her by her own maiden name,
Louisa Elliot, and among new scenes
and pleasant companions, her former sit
uation faded from her M memory.
How natural looked the scenes of
childhood to the city wife {! but old
emotions of happiness had gone forever.
The birds sang as swectly now as for
merly, but they brought discord to her
ear, for their songs reminded her of the
long years that had interviewed since she,
too. sang in glee. He who had loved
her so fondy in years gone by, still oc-
cupied the cottage with his mother, and
when he met her, it was with the
same kind smile but well she knew
that be thought her ungrateful in the
past. And so the time passed, until
she retul ned to her city home, to wear
a smiling face before those with whom
she felt no sympathy.
And now, reader, we will imbibe the
spirit Of the day, and skim along the
track of time with lightning speed, nor
stop till we have reach ed fifteen years
beyond the morning that little Hettie,
then about five years old, crouched with
b n naked feet at tn stove in the variety
store, and talked with the little boy in
broadcloth. There is to be another
wedding in the little village church now,
the tall spire of which points upward
just the same, but the moss has grown
thicker on the roof, and another set of
maidens attend the bridal. The couple
10 point Of wealth are much the same
the bride has no dewry save her beauty
and noble heart, but the one of her
choice has enoug h for both or if pow
erty should become their lot they can
still be happy, for gold is but second
airy object with both. The couple we
speak of are Albert Griswold and Hettie,
or Louisa as she is now called. Mrs.
Clahin's cottage has been her home ever
since she first breathed the pure air of
the country, and as years swept BY and
Albert visited the little homestead of
his grandmother, his love for the beauti.
ful orphan grew more intense, until it
ended in marriage at the village
church. Albert's father had not seen
his sons bride since he took from h'r
the notes in his office, for when Mrs.
Griswold saw how prcjudiced he was
against the child, she ceased to speak
her name, and he had never visited his
mother-in law since the orphan dive t
with her. As he grew older he became
so much engrosscd in business that he
seldom left the city aud cultivated but
few friendships, save such as be coud
turn to some pecuuiary advantage. Mrs.
Griswold kn w how devotedly her son
was attached to the one OF his ch c,
and as her own happiness had been sa-
ori6ced for money, she did not wish his
to be wrecked in the same manner