The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1858-12-25

"ih 'o DC hi'ea TOT great parties were /
never so loudly applaudcd as when Hes
ter grouped the sweet flowers Then.
after work was over, there was no hand
like Hester's to give him his ten. no
| Voice like hers to read the evening paper
His pipe was filled by dainty white fin /
gers; and, when the news was read. that
clear, sweet voice could warb!e songs
without number. Putting aside and |
or"vely crushing down her grief for her
mothers death, her longing for her sis.
ter, the noble girl devoted all her
thoughts to showing her gratitude to her
old friend. One earnest wish dwclt in
! her heart. 1t was to finish her educa-
tlon. Through her fathers life, she had
attended the best schools; and, thanks to
hcr mother, she was no mean musician.
In her present home, there we're no
books, no piano; and she determined to
have both But how? The sale of flow
ers was not enough All she made
there would hardly clothe her.
Ono morning, an advertisement in the
! paper attracted her attention, and she
determined to answer it.
"Heigh- no !" said Mr.. Lawrence
I Holmes, throwing aside his book and RI
sing, "this is stupid work; my brains are
all in a maze"
Mr.. Holmes bit segar (probably to
clear his brains) and sat down again,
with yawn. He was lawyer, a man
about thrty.fyc, aud one of the most
talented men at the New York bar
lie was handsome, and wealthy. aud
unmarried. Quite dangerous indi-
vldual, the mothers decided. Quite
, catch the young ladies whispered -
. A knock at his Office door made him look
up. Come in. BY .Jovc. :" was his
thought, "what a beautiful girl what
, radiant eyes. what complexion what
= hair! VIII you be seated ?" he added,
handing chair
Y "You advertised for a copy'st,' said
i Hester Crawford, timidIy, ''and | called
to see il ! could do what vol require. -
r "Nlii you write something for Inc p
|, he said, placing paper, pen and ink be
n fore her "Anything-your name We
: nus what a perfect little hand - was
the aside in his mind.
=, Chester Crawford was written, in
= distinct, clear hand, upon the paper.
+ That will do
% Hester found tie terms were liberal
- and she went home happy, with roll o
: writing and blank paper uoder her arm
while Mr. Holmes resumed his cigar an
muscd thus Chester Crawford :" wha
., pretty name, and how beautiful she i:
=, Hester - And he took up the pape
upon which the name was written. -
-, "An orphan, she says, and living wit
= an old florist, who was kind to her whe
II her mother died. So young, so beaut
~ fui, au! lovely. Sne must not con,
here; it will set the fellows about tn
r street to talking. Poor girl. she
friendless; will be her friend"
ba In the evening, Hester received Ii
II tie note, stating that, as 1t was inconvcl
-, lent for Mr.. Holm cs to be interrupted
an his Office, boy would call for the writiu
,w and bring her any furth'r orders
al ! Patiently the noble girl toilcd, day n
ter day. Always at the florists servic
eI she yet contrived, by early rising,
write much; and as her hand grew mo
.bo accustomed to the work, it wps astonis
,cr ns with what rapidity she copied Il
stiff rapcrs. Three months gave h
Il. enough to hire poor piano and buy
,g second hand book Of old music, +
old florists delight was almost ludicror
al lie insisted upon certain hours bel
IF devoted to practice aud study, and
.r's lowed her yet more time for the writ
i. duties. Mr. Holmes called occasional
l.; to give some directions about the law
! . pcrs, aud when he heard her desire
improve herself, insisted Oh sending |
some books. lie was very kind II
rho ter mind dwelt upon each little token
far interest with deep gratitude. Unkno
" edged, hardly confessed to herself,
I;. one aim of her life was to be worthy,
some time, to associate with her slst
Lola little dreamed that, many mig
.oa when she was fast asleep, Hester was
5nnr f der her window, praying for her. W
the happy forgetfulness Of childhood,
..,v was soen perfectly conteated in her /
home. Mrs. Larkins layishea upon
=, all the love she had felt for her own
= tie one, and no Indulgence was sparee
.;os make her happy. For little time
,.nli ,, grieyed for her sister, but her new M
80 80 er soon filed her place, and, as time
'A' led On, she almost forgot her.
.;,c Two years passed; and, if We look
'.'-' to tha florist little sitting room,
- shah see Hester and Mr. Holmes, ~
en- SI" Crawford said he, taking from
Iii N pocket newspaper, Il want to reae
','. ~, you little gem discovered here to
: y" it is called /. Neglected Flowers. >
,.., With beautiful modulation and exl
1''''s ~ sion. be read piece Of poetry, Oh
'ose' the heart wailings which genius s.
!, =" times pours forth. As he ceased
'A''5 looked up for her approval Her G
'sa '.'Se, was flushed, aud her eyes lit with
wa Are they not bcantiful?'
's's .I--l think | know the author"
"n"' "What Lola She writes most
~ ! tifully. There is, III her prose art
Amy depth Of feeling aud pure, holy 5
's,.' e,r, rarely met with; have preserved
i.o',i NV r. all. J"
ION ol You land the flush deepencd.
r see ~. ,, so, k,nw her. wi
ID call "a aa. 80 80 nn.b 7 should be ,
unfol .ou.n ar ,or . fr;cna !"
""o "You have been the klndest trie
= he1 her for two years." said Hester, in
De a "ea tone. "She il here beside you.
h''o "You the author Of Neglected
|, put oms ;, Van, And vet | might
5, she e,' .,.aa j., Let me congratulate
"sn' You are making sensation IN a
resent, l.sL;an.blo world and people are