Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1857-09-18

did before II, she SAID: ana last year
Thesera died. This poor creature took
her myself, only I'll be bringing her up |
differently entirely ;I'll teach her to earn
her bread, at any rate, and so | sent her
out every day to sing to the great folks,
an make her help me carry around the
cloths, and that is all sir"
"It is very good in you Bridget to
take the little orphan, you have saved her
from sad fate, you will be rewarded
you may depend.
Bridget raised her eyebrows and drop
ped courtesy, while little Casta Diva,
as Mr.. Patron then, and has ever since
called her, hid her face in the bed and
sobbed to hear her own story related
The kind gentleman looked at her tender
| ly and then continued:
have plan for this child which will
relieve you of your charge, and repay
you for your goodness of heart. Good
night, little one, I'll come tomorrow
Dry your tears for I will yet make you
happy Here, Bridgit, is some money,
for you, and be sure and not send her out
to sing again. l have some thing bet
ter for her to do.
Bridget dropped another courtesy; and
her mouth opened wide for she was mys-
titled and bewildered.
/ An hour later and Mr.. Patron is again
seated in his easy chair before his bright
coal fire, with his dressing gown once
more folded around him. The only diff
ference is, that he smiles instead Of sighs
as he did before.
"Ah, yes" he says, " I see my way
clear. I can now, without hesitation,
call upon Madam Victor in her room, to
interest her about my little Casta Diva.
will tell her the story and engage her
to cultivate the voice Of my little pro-
ege. will see her tomorrow morning
and perhaps she will accompany me to
Bridget's lodging. Not very romantic
walk to invite the lady Of my heart to
share, but the circumstances are pecu-
liar"
II Now think OF IL, must engage OF
my landlady the little bedroom next to
mine. l am determined to adopt that
singing cherub Of my own. l will
= change her name to Casta Diva Patron,
If sweet Madam Victor sees in her what
I do, we shall be an amazing happy fa-
mily. I feel like a husband and father
: already, I shall find enough to do with
: my money after all"
And so he goes to bed and dreams O
e his future joys till he fairly laughs aIout
IS in his sleep.
Now it is morning, and if you will pu
your head out of your door, you can SET
him walking along the hall. He stop
! at No. 8-knocks gently; but the ricl
toned piano, touched by a thrilling hand
d does not allow so dove-like tap to b.
heard. This time he knocks louder, tht
u music stops and the door is opened by
l. lady who smilingly invites him to enter
c. Well | don't wonder he fell in love witt
N her They closed the door. Let's yo
/; and I 60 and peep at the key hole an
re hear what they have to say. I'll neVe
/! telI-wiu you? Hark Well, after a
'u can'tell what they said now because
lie promised l wouldn't; but Patron ha
5h staid in there great while and he don
ask her to sing or play all the time.
~ Now the door opens again and the
=" come out together; he in his overcoi
and hat; she had her cloak and velv,
NC bonnet. He looks very much excite
l'o and she looks pale and trembles so 81
'iu can hardly speak. She takes his offe
leI ed arm and goes down stairs and out
" the street door. l do believe they a
going to Bridget's.
~ And so they are.
'SA Good Mr.. Patron walks slowly wi
'ei the sweet lady, for she has every reast
ere to tremble, she believes she is Lauretts
mamma; for she has been telling b
me friend how her husband has been kill
'ry in a mob one day, because he was a P
ur- litician, and when they had burnt
ea' house, they took and threw her into p
lnl son, where she remained whole ye;
III Ut and only made her escape when duri
'n0 the terrible trouble in Italy, the pris
III doors were unbarred to all.
dIo She sought for her child, but in val
ob and believing that both Lauretta a
30. her nurse were crushed in the mob Il
md killed her husband she came to Amer
sbo to try to earn a livelihood among the b
.ioo pitable strangers, by her fine musi
-, education and uncommon voice.
she Madam Victor believes that Laure
but is her child, because their stories are