The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1856-1888, 1857-01-08

/ I felt very thankful for this consoling information
l and set about my work with a lighter % heart.
e had just succeeded in getting my hands and arm
, thoroughly immersed in the soap-suds, when IL
marched Nell, the little servant girl and to my un
t bounded consternation, just behind her came Ceci
/ Harding and Henry Winslow, two OF my upper ten
dom" acquaintance, from the city.
1t was too late to retreat, ioi the gentlemen were
making their best bows so nothing remained for me
but to meet them bravely.
Mr.. Harding was a lawyer, c~ity-bred, with all an
|' exquisite's'' idea in regard to the sphere of woman
and, no doubt, my character fell below zero at this
exhibition of my talents as a washer-woman. But
little did [ care. [ knew the really good and noble
would not desp;se the laborer, even though the labor
was coarse and ungenteel.
The gentleman 1 manned to dinner, and expressed
themselves delighted with Pine Glen.
Tuesday was ironing-day, and never until then,
did realize the truth of what our laundress had
said a thousand times, when asking for increased
wages, y maam, you sec it is such dreadful hard
work to IRON
However, [ did very we'll. Burned two holes in a
new shirt-made a ~frightful rent in Miss Betsy's I'M
fortunate blue lawn-broke the handle off a fatiron.
by letting it fall upon the stove-hearth, and upset the
basket full of stockings into the ~slop-dish. .Noins
que these trihing mislaps. I took nv first lesson in
ironing with credit. Aunt said [ did well, and Miss
Betsy torgaye me for tearing her dress.
The next morning, after assisting in putting away
the breakfast things, [ threw on my bonnet for n
while. 1t was a splendid Nav morning. and I took
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loneliness did everything appear The sunshine lay
athWart my path, in a golden network, and the odors
OF the gummy pines filed the air with fragrance. I
sat down beneath a giant oak, whose roots were
washed by the busy little river, and lost in a pleasing
revery, in which homework had but d small share, [
was unmindful Of the lapse of time, until a footstep
at my side aroused me. Turning quickly, [ beheld a
gentleman regarding me with apparent surprise. As
L rose from my seat, he advanced towards me, and
bowling respectfully, addressed me: 'sMalam, [
have been SO unfortunate as to lose my way can you
direct me to the residence of Col. Hayning?' looked
at the strangcr-he was tall and COMMUNICATIVE,
glossy, brown hair flung carelessly back over a pale.
brow-deep, searching eyes, which [ knew
were full Of tenderness, and a smile of strange sweet
ness.
| had no hesitation in walking with him in sight of
Hayning's residence and, as [ turned toward
Pine Glen, the stranger asked, 8 Do you reside in this
vicinity, madam 20 For the present. . [ answered.
L hope, then, to have the pleasure of renewing your
acquaintance at no very distant period,'' and he
handed me his card. [ read the name-Ro5ert
Hayning.
The dishes were hardly washed after tea. that
evening, before Reuben Sargent, with hair and hand
redolent of cologne, made his debut. He had
called, he said, to ask Miss Eastman to take a little
with him, as it was pleasant, and he thought,
be, she would like to view the scenery of Pine
Glen by moonlight. [ excused mysef, on the plea Of
Z " cold - and Mr.. Sargent took his departure, with
IN air of injured innocence.
CTo be concluded1