Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1858-07-20

I eyes ached. and then creep up stairs to
the attic and sleep soundly TIL morning on
the hard bed.
marion Harding, You May Where
on earth Is the child Marion z"
Yes ma am"
Go into the parlor; there some folks
want to see you"
Want TO see me 2" thought the child,
who can want 10 see me -
With slow, tlmid step she entered the
parlor. Harry Ashly was there, and with
him an elderly lady, who held out her
hand to the little girl and drew her to-
wards her. She looked earnestly into the
face, marked with the broad forehead
and large full eye, and then she spoke to
her.
" Ny dear, h-w would you like to come
and live with me, and wait upon me e.
Marion captlvated by the sweet voice
and pleasant face, replied, every much,
ma am"
Aunt Mary" said Harry, " shall l
call Mrs. Jones g"
Yes, sir impatence."
Marlon's story gwen by Mrs. Jones,
was brief, and very common one. Her
father, viclInist, had become intemper-
ate, and died when Marion was very
young; her mother after nine years of
hard work in the endeavor to support her
self and child, decently, died in the Will
age Almshouse aud Marion was, in her
tenth ear, bound to Mrs Jones as her
errand girl.
After some talk Mrs. Ashly decided
TO take the child, educate her, and try, as
Mrs. Jones said 20 make something Of
her The dressmaker was easily pur-
suaded, upon the payment OF a sam of
money, TO release the child from her en-
gagement.
Mrs. Ashly's first care was to have her
protege neatly dressed, and then, under
Harry's escort, she returned with her
new charge to her home in New York.
At first her intention was to place her in
school and have her services as waiter
between school hours but Marion's intel
llgence and loving disposition won the
heart of the lonely widow, and she form
ally adopted her
Years rolled on; Harry, now DR. Ash
y, still lived with his Aunt Mary, who
was at once his uncle's widow and his
mothers sister. Marion was away at a
boarding-school, studing hard, and going
home often 10 console her dear Aunt for
her absence. And now for a time we
must leave the three.
g Mother said young man coming
INTO MIS-. Morton : boudoir. one morning,
who IS that lovely girl in the nursery
such haIr and eyes, and such a figure,' =
. What are you talking about, George?
Since you came home from Germany YOU
go crazy about every pretty face. There
IS no one IN the nursery 1ut your sisters
and their governess, Miss Ashly.'
:" Ashly! Any relation to Harry Ash
ly?"
No! Have You never heard the story
Oh, | recollect; YOU went away very
soon after it happened, so l suppose you
have forgotten it. Mrs Ashly picked
up this girl running about IN some OBJ
scure country town, brought her home and
adopted her. She had her educated IN
the best schools and By the besI masters.
aud every one thought she meant 10 Iea4e
her, her money or that Harry wouid1nars
ry her. Last winter she brought herosI
and she made quite a sensation. IIafTvss
as you know, went TO Europe to study.
and has not returned. About two months
ago Mrs. Ashly died, and there was no
viii found tut an old one, drawn up years
ago, leaving I'll her property TO Harry
Marion, of course, has nothing so after
the executors of the will closed Mrs. Ash
ly's house until Harry comes home, | Of
fered her the place of governess to Lizzie
and Rosa, and here she IS"
. But why lhe -''
- George 7"
" Why don't Harry take care of her 2
The idea Of such girl as she going QUITO
teach :"
. She is splendidly educated, and lis
30 disgrace to make her talents support
herself"
Il know that but there she was SIT
ting IN the nursery, Lizzie before her.
looking at everything bat her book, Rosa
hndIng out the difference between 4 and
y al her knee. and Susan. with some sew
ing, talbiug 10 her, while Archy. mounted
on the back Of her chair, was dem0lsh-
ing the tinery in Susan basket. 81 the
way mother, are You not making a nurs-
cry maid of her. Is she to take care of
Archy, and do your sewing, as we'll as
teach the hule giris7"
Z l. was just a cap that wanted trim
med and | don't know how Archy came
TO be there"
Evening fell; Marion was seated in
her own room, tired with her days labor
and sad sad as she thought of the change
ia her lie. Could we read her Thoughts,
we could see at once the secret of her
life. She loved Harry Ashly. Bound
to him at ilrst 10y ties Of fervent grau;ude,
his gentle, brotherly care Of her from the
time she entered his auut's house, had
ripened this feeling into deep, intense
love, which she jealously concealed and
guarded Often nmes when he pressed
upon her brow the kiss OF affection. had
her heart beat and struggled with en-
ouon, almost to bursting. He had never
spoken one word of love TO her. Always
kind and attentive, he was more like a
loyIDr brother or cot,sin than ora vuho