St. Charles City Republican intelligencer. [volume] (St. Charles City [Charles City], Iowa) 1857-1861, 1858-09-16

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Hush, mother, hush,' said the
young girl, softly, " He can never for
get! 1t is true that there are shad.
ows around us, but He can make all
: bright" and Lefty raised her blue
eyes devoutly upward.
You are young and hopeful my
child, you look only at the sunshine
and forget the shade. Heaven forbid
that l should wish you to do otherwise
but oh, Lefty, when saw that gay,
young girl yesterday, so full of hap.
piness-so anxious to have that gorge.
GUS robe wrought fair and tasteful, |
thought of my own buoyant youth and
happy womanhood-of my welded
life when | was the cherished of one
good and noble-of the time when
your infant eyes unclosed on life, of
your guarded childhood, your happy
youth-but dared look farther? Oh.
Lefty the dark hours came, and your
father was torn from us by death-and
added to all our grief and despair, we
were pcnnilcss Gloom only broods
over us Will the clouds never break ?
Lefty, to live thus"
Dear mother" twining her arms
about her parents neck, ait gricvcs
me to hear you speak so. / will work
for you, mother am ready and vii.
ling. My Hands are young and strong,
and my heart is hopeful. When Miss
Josephine's dress is finished | shall
have eight dollars, and then we shall
have wood, and something nice for
you to cat, mother Miss Josephine,
know, will pay me Immediately y she
must be good-shc is SO beautiful
Mother, is not every one good who is
beautiful ?"
Alas! my child-would that it
were so! Josephine Howard is very
handsome but report calls her heart
less. Nevertheless, | dare say she is
honorable toward those whom she en-
ploys. But you cannot work tonight,
Lefty. There is no candle, ard these
poor Goals give but feeble light"
Lefty laid aside the rich velvet
which was to drape the quecnly form
of Josephine Howard on her coming
birth night ; and opening the door,
she looked out into the night. She
shuddered as the cold wind penetrated
her thin garments, and closing the
door, she returned to her mothers
side.
1T is q fearful night, mother; how
thankful we shouldbc for even this poor
shelter !-thcrc are others in this
| rrnat cif,, mara l,St;tpt, +hon ,.oV
Fainter and fainter burned the fire
the storm-demon howlcd more loudly,
and the deep darkness grew deeper
Mrs. Everett and Lefty crcpt shiver.
ing into their scanty bed and sleep,
which comes to both rich and poor,
spread its rosy wings over them.
Morning dawned, cold and grey
The storm had ceased, but the sky
was still ovcrspread by cold, dun va.
pors. Lefty Everett was early at her
work, for it was to be finished OH
Thursday, and it was now Tuesday
Wearily the time passed, but the busy
fingers stitched hopefully on, the
thought of the coming compensation
making the arduous task compare,
lively easy. Thursday evening ar.
rived, and the last stitch taken, Lefty
with lighter heart than she had
borne for many day, put on her coarse
shawl and faded hood to take the fab
ric to its beautiful owner. With q
buoyant step she threaded the busy
streets, and halted before palacclik
building. Timidly she mounted the
marble steps and rang the silver-han
died bell. \ richly-clad servant ush
cred her into Miss Towards b0udoir
Josephine sat on the damask lounge
chatting merrily to half dozen young
lady visitors who were culogizing Q
a set of Brussels lace which lay OF
the dressing-tablc.
"Ah, Miss Everett, youh have brought
the robe, have you ?" exclaimed the
lovely creature, half turning, as Lefty
trcmblingly entered the apartment
: "Wcll, let me examine it. So yol
have really kept your engagement
have you? Well, really, this is don,
very well,' drawing forth the work
from its wrapping and holding it W
to view, quite clegant--isn't it, Miss
Lester! Crimson becomes me SO well
You can go, young woman" she ad
dcd, seeing Lefty fingered, 81 will cal
round in week or two and pay YOU
1 bill and the young lady turned t,
the pier-glass to arrange a stray ring
+ let. .
: But, madam" returned Lefty, i'm
I ploringly, couldn't you pay me to
day? We are very much in need o
b the money, or would not ask you,
!, and tears, which she strove in vain I,
: keep back, sprang to the bescechins
eyes.
Quite impossible, Miss Everett
5 it isn't convenient. If'I give 20,
Q your own price You can afford to wai
i cannot be troubled with thcs,
: matters tonight Eight dollars cal
, make but little difference l will cal
! around, as said before, some tim,
a soon, and pay you"
) Lefty passed once more into tn,
: thronged streets. No fire no bread
, not one morsel Of food? She hac
! twice been refused credit by the gro
= Ger with whom they dealt but foot
they must have. For her mother sh,
: would even beg. She bent her step.
: to the grocery. Mr.. Hardsoul wa.
, there, behind the counter as usual
, ready to attend to his moneyed Gus
: toners.
Twill you let me have loaf o
] bread, sir 2" cried Lefty, clinging t.
! the counter for support IL will pa,
: you in fortnight all that we ow,
, YOU ..F .a ...
] Young woman, who do you tax,
e me for? | am worn to death with
Mr. Hardsoul, can't you trust me fo
+ this p and, Mr.. Hardsoul, wont yo,
0 trust me for that?' 1t is enough Il
| try the patience Of Job himself -
I Without another word, Lefty lef
v the Shon and wont homo Hor ,notbc