The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1858-10-09

ooo0a, oo0 u Wo worn tt0e0 t0e A0o0y
ksssalA the dsspised gssnesA
Weeks, months, and yeAs, el;3sd
avsy 70 the stsdcsts II the Bridgsvills
Acsdsmy, asd the little sCalico Cloak' was
fosgoetea. Those Who we're u school
with hor had lsft, to enter upos the bssi-
ness Of life.
Twelve ysars afisr Nm. Lee snd hsv
daughter left town, Mr.. Msynsrd, .
young clergyman, came into Bridgcsille,
snd was setsled = the pastor Il The VIII
lags church. Il vas reported 1t 10 ssw-
ing circle, the week following his osdis.
aticn, thss Il W. expected u 10 hs would
h-;ng his bride into town il . few Wssks.
There was . greet curiosity 70 see hes,
and especially sfser il W. reported tiat
she wss talented young authorcss.
Soon after, Mr.. Maynard grati6ed
their curiosity BY vslk,ng into the church
with his young wife lsining on hs arm.
She was lsdy Of great estsllectual beau
ty, and everybody (as they always are It
Arst) were deeply interested in the young
minister and his wife.
The following week, the ladies hocksd
to see her, and shc promised 70 meet them
at the next gathering of the sewing Gig
Gle.
The day arrived, and although it wss
quite stormy. Mrs. Dssces Bro1a's pa
lor vas Sled with smiling fsoes The
Descon's carriage was sent 10 the par.
sonage after Mn. Maynard, and in dae
time il returned, bringing the lady With
il. The shaking Of hasds thst followed
her arrival cas oely b imagined By those
Who have been present on such "a oooa-
sion.
allow are you pleased with our vii
lagc!" asked . Mrs. Brittos, after the
cpsaiag exercises wsrs over, - she tooh
seat beside Mrs. Maynard.
al like its appearance very much: il
certainly has improved wonderfully with
in the last twelve years."
"Were you ever in Bridgevills BE-
fors?" asked another lady, = those
around looked somewhat surprised.
"I was here . few months when q
shild," replied Mrs Maynard.
Their curiosity was excited
Have you friesds here" ssksd q
third, after aoment's silence.
81 have not. resided with my moth
o., the Widow Lee. We lived in . little
cottage which stood upon the spot now
eccsPied BY large store, on the corner
Of Pine street"
"Ths Widow Lee!' rspested Mrs.
Brittou; 81 well remember the cottage
bat / do OF recollcct the nane."
81 think I attended school with you
1t the Academy" replied Mrs. Maynard;
"you were Miss Mary Lark, were you
notg'
THAT was my name," replied the Ia,
dy, a. = smile passed over her features at
being recognized; but ana really quite
ashamed that my memory has proved %
rccreant."
81 vas known in the Academy - the
little Calico Cloak Perhaps you can
rs9snbsr nss b. tAas sane"
The smile faded froa Nm. Britton' Z
face, ssd sriasos blush overspresd her
fsssures, which 10 . few moneats Wa
seen dsepeaiag spea the fses Of oshsrs
pressat.
There Vas . silsace for some misutes
when Mn. Maynard looked up, she found
she had caused considerable disturbance
among the lzdies of her own aye by max.
ing herself known.
"Oh! I remember very we'll when the
little Calico Cloak went TO the Acade.
my" said IN old hdy, - she looked mp
over her glasses, land think, if my
memory serves me right, some Of the h.
dies present win owe Mrs. Maynard IN
apology"
81 had no iatsntioa whatever, lsdiss, /"
replied Mrs. Maynard, 10 reprove any
one present b. making myself known ;
but, - il may seem to some that such
Vas my intention, | will add few words.
Most Of the younger ladies' present will
remember the little Calico Cloak bot
no one bat the wsarer knows how deeply
each ankiad word pierced the little heart
that beat beneath it. And - / again
hear the old Academy bell ring, il brings
bsck fresh TO my mind the sorrows Of
childhood. But let no lady mistake me,
By supposing | cherish an unkind feel
i1g toward any one. l know that what
ever the past may have been, you are
now my friends. But, ladies, let me odd
II you have children, learn lesson from
ny experissoc, and trsat kindly The poos
and dsspiscd. A calico cloak may cover
! heart = warn With Affections andn sons
tive II sorrow - one thst beafa bsasath
velvet covering. Whsssvsr you meat
child who shows : disposition 70 do.
spise the poor, tell the story of the Cali.
90 Cloak Il viii carry its own moral with
it."
"That i the shortest bat best sermon
I ever hered," said the old lady again,
q che put her handksschisf unds9 be.
glassss; "aad / Do not believe it mora
effect win Be- lost upon any Of Us"
The old lady was right. The story
went from one 70 another until it found
it, way into the Academy At that very
time, . little boy ~ attending sehoo
there, whose mother vas struggling with
her needle to give hin ~ education. -
The boys often msds sport Of his patches
knees md elbows, and he would run sob
hing home 70 his mother. But when d.
Calico Cloak reached the scholars, u.
littls boy (foe he vas saasrally Soils
A1arssd child) bssa0s very popular i
sehooE asA The ehilirss, from thst time
wsss very kind 10 Little Patchsy,' - b.
hsd always been called.
When Mrs. Maynard heard the stor!
Of Little Patchey, she felt that she va
| veil repaid for I'll she Aad suffered il
childhood.
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