Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1859-09-30

have him taken away, the frightful crea-
tuTe 2
Frightful-oh, nor murmured Mrs.
Danvers, irresolutely.
Am I to be ordered round by this
fellow as if were dog ? cried Charles
Henry, bursting into the room.
What now !? exclaimed his sister
and mother.
Why, minute ago, ] met him on the
stairs. Says he My boy, want you
to carry note for me to the exchange i.
l am in particular hurry. Il don't go
of errands,' says /. Never mind, you
go there for mel he says, with the same
authority as if he were my father. Now
l wish to know if you, mother, encourage
this fellow, as have heard limited more
than once you did,
Ill encourage lin? said Mrs.
Danvers, family.
yes, you-or is it for this ? I'll
make clean breast of it, and get out OF
his clutches. Briefly, then, he has my
fathers watch in his pocket
Good heavens ? cried his mother
did he steal II
NO; vas hard up said the boy,
sulkily knew where you kept it, of
course, and thought it might as well be
going, as rusting for want of work. /
took it and put it
in pawn ? cried his mother, aghast.
Oh, Henry, my son, how you have de-
ceived me r said his mother, in sorrow
full tones.
LET us hope it is his last freak of the
kind said a voice near them.
They looked. There were shrieks of
joy almost maddening to hear, tears, en-
braces, wild, unutterable raptures. Had
the sea given up its dead? There stood
the broker, Invested of false curls, and
E whatever of false coloring he had as
sumed, but the broker no longer.
o oh, Chauncey how could you try
me so ? sobbed the matron, her arms
: clinging about his neck, her fearful face
( leaning upon his breast.
Il felt myself dishonored, but / am
free again. 1t was cruel, confess it,
:. Forgive me, will atone for it. Hence
! forth, no more freaks. You, my honora-
;, BILE wife, love and revere more than
% ever before. Ny son, / trust, will see
his folly, and become worthy of such 9
mother. My little Alexis, my swee
a Ella! Did 1 prophesy right-will you
d give up keeping boarders, my wife
70 The sequel was, that the house became
once more private residence, all tht
boarders leaving but the tall old lady ant
the HUE ma1u anuIe. ~ tuu pIvt1U
Bently felt herself indebted for all be
,, good fortune. To himself and his fami
ly she related her history. Havin,
N been the wife of a jeweller in good cir
cumstances, she found herself on hi
os death reduced to the necessity of takin
nd subordinate situation as under-govern
ess in an English family. Then came
-. recital of sickness, and finally imbecilit
on the part of the father of little Ami
=. his death and burial, the anger of th
relatives at finding the widow and chill
cd left in possession of an immense forum
or their bitterness and unrelenting persecl
tion, finally their success in having Il
I'VE suit placed in chancery, the loss of Il
NV original certificate of marriage, and Il
ave mysterious disappearance of the cop
st.' the death of the mother, emigration al
ked consequent poverty of Bently and b
no little charge.
Il had few hundreds, sir she adde
tied in conclusion, which determined new
my to touch only for the dear child's educ
ton; but now, thank Heaven, she "
ave soon be rich enough. 1t would be a gre
ETY., favor, sir, if you would allow US still
board with you. / like your wife a
your dear children, and Annie is Alta
ed to you all, especially to sweet M
ere Ella
do. 1t iced scarcely be added that the
say quest was granted, and ten years aft
than Charles Henry Danvers, distinguish
lady young lawyer, led the heiress Annie
ave, the nuptial alter.
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CONCLUSION.