Lewistown gazette. [volume] (Lewistown, Pa.) 1843-1944, 1858-09-23

het chIla, yet She knew that she had to
meet with severe trials for one so young.
But mother, they are all unkind to me-
replied Lizzie; there isn't one that loves
me-
And the child buried her face in her
hands and sobbed aloud.
In Bridgeville Academy there were
few selfish, unprincipled girls; and the 9TH
ers joined them in teasing the little Calico
Cloak, as they called her, from thought
lessness, and from a love Of sport. But
they knew not how deeply each sportiye
word pierced the heart of the little stran-
ger, and how many bitter tears she shed in
secret over their unkindness
Mrs Lee, learning that the scholars still
continued their unjust treatment toward
her child, resolved to accept her brothers
invitation, although he was poor man,
and become a member of his family, ho-
ping that while there, her child could con-
tinue her studies, and perhaps through his
influence lead happier life among her
schoolmates. Accordingly at the end of
the term she left the school, yet she gain
ed the medal, and it was worn from the
Academy beneath the despised garment.
Weeks, months, and years glided away
to the students of the Bridgeville Acade.
my, and the little Calico Cloak was for
gotten. Those who were at school with
her had left to enter upon the business of
life.
Twelve years after Mrs Lee and her
daughter left town, a Mr. Maynard, a young
clergyman, came into Bridgeville, and was
settled as the pastor of the village church
1t was reported at the sewing circle, the
week following his ordination, that he would
bring his bride into town in few weeks
There was a great curiosity to see her, and
especially after it was reported that she
was talented young authoress.
Soon after, Mr. Maynard gratifed their
curiosity by walking into church with his
young wife leaning on his arm. She was
lady of great intellectual beauty, and ev-
erybody Gas they always are at frst) was
deeply interested in the young minister and
bis wife.
The following week the ladies fockcd to
see her, and she promised to meet them at
the next gathering of the sewing circle.
The day arrived and although it was
quite stormy, Mrs. Deacon Browns parlor
was filled with smiling faces The deacon's
carriage was sent to the parsonage after Mrs.
Maynard, and in due time it arrived, bring
ing the lady with it. The shaking of hands
that followed her arrival can only be i'm
agined by those who have been present on
such an occasion
How are you pleased with our village:'
asked a Mrs Britton, after the opcningcx-
ercises were over, as she took seat beside
Mrs Maynard.
4 like its appearance very much; it GER
tainIy has improved wonderfully within the
last twelve years.
'Were you ever in Bridgeville before ?
asked another lady, as those around looked
somewhat surprised.
| was here few months when child"
replied Mrs Maynard.
Their curiosity was excited.
Have you friends here ? asked a third
after moments silence.
4 have not. resided with my mother
| the widow Lee We lived in little cottage
which stood upon the spot now occupied by
a large store, on the corner Of Pine street
'The widow Loes repeated Mrs. Britton;
| we'll remember the cottage, but | do not
recollect the name
4 think attended school with you at the
Academy replied Mrs. Maynard; you were
Miss Mary Lark, were you no? :?
That was my name, replied the lady, as
smile passed over her features at being re-
cognized; but | am really quite ashamed that
my memory has proved so recreant.
Il was known in the academy as the little
Calico Cloak Perhaps you can remember
me by that name
The smile faded from Mrs. Britton' face
and a deep blush overspread her features,
which in few moments was seen deepening
upon the faces Of others present.
There was silence for some minutes /;
when Mrs Maynard looked upshe foundshc
had caused considerable disturbance among
the ladies of her own age by making her