Cleveland morning leader. [volume] (Cleveland [Ohio]) 1854-1865, 1859-08-26
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A d L AID NJ ANS RE v e. NGE.
How it worked aud How it Ended.
CHAPTER l.--rHE REvEGNE.
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N'Aa'h q NV - Atie NN'ANNt'
LContHued from Ycsierdayl
oHAPrER u.-How rHG REveNGE WORKED.
Richard Mallet mover closed his eyes chat
! night lie got up at six next morning, had bis
! breakfast, and them as though nothing had hap
poned, went and did half days work before
! going to the lawyers 6ilicc,
! His wlle stood aRd watched his manly figure
as he strobe down the street in the blue hgat
Of carly morning with his tools on his shoulder;
and them as lac turned the corner, she went
back, to her ircside, and sat and cried as though
her heart would break till the milkman came
round with the mornings milk.
lt was a long day at home. Jessie wondered
| what made her mother so sad and absent, and
! why she sat and looked at her so strangely at
times.
care you angry, mo,herl" asked the child
once, as she caught one of those looks fxedup
on her
Angry, bairul Don't talk-dou't talk
| Perhaps it would have been better you'd never
been born, my poor girl The Lord only knows;'
1nd the mother turned away from her little
daughter with tears in her eyes, and iotebod-
| ing heart
When Richard came home, his wife saw by
! the expression of his face that the matter was
decided in some way.
"Hannah,' said he laying down his tools,
and wiping his forehead with handkerchief
hektook out of his cap-"t's as he said. Our
child has got this fortune, and we can't take it
from her. He tells me Jessie is worth twenty
thousand pouuGs!'
Twenty thousand ponnds husband What
Twenty thou! Oh dear, dear"
The poor woman laughed and cried in the
same breath Twenty thousand pounds! 1t
was impossible not to rejoice Uncle Zrb S
male1ctcns were forgotten for a moment, in
the dazzting visions those words raised before
the mothers eyes,
"Cal Jessie here, said Rrichard, sitting
down.
And Jessie came to her fathers chair and
looked up wistfully into his face. 1t was some
thing to feel afraid Of father; hnt Jessie did
feel so, rs she bohed the way in which he look
ed at her.
'Jesso, my girl, want to talk to YOU" be-
gan Richard. "Now listen 30 what l am goin
to say; you're a cute little lass, and can under
stand me, know we find that he's left all his
money to you. You'll have big house OF
your own
The pale facc of the child flushed, aud her
eye sparkled.
you're very glad, Jess, ain't youl"
eyes, father, [ am glad. Sha we have a
home OF our own, then and gardenl"
Eyes, you will, And you'll wear fine clothes
end live with grand folks, who are Il deal cley
erer than father and mother"
but shan't leave you" said the child, will
a quick grasp at her ftther's hand.
"Not for always, p'raps; but you must 60 &c
school, and learn of s mebojy who can teacl
you better than father can
Richard Mallet's face twitcEed as hethOugh
of the old spelling book which he and his child
had spent so many happy evenings. They
were at an end now, but looking at his wife, he
went on:
"Yes, we mustn't keep her like ourselves,
Hannah. She must be diilereht from us"
Jessie started at her parents with her big
bro gn eyes, and her heart beat fast Size was
d cearheaded, reasoning little creature. The
life which she had been compelled to lead in
consequence of her inhrmty-on infrmiy more
the result of delicate frame, than actual dis,
ease-had quckoned, her intellect, and render.
her wise and thoughtful beyond her years --
She shed no tears, though her heart was full
but took her chair out OF her fathers sight, and
piled her needle fast in silence.
That night Richard Mallct and his wife sat
by their lifiesde till long after midnight dis.
cusslng the fortunes their child. AT one mo,
ment, the poor mother thanked Providence foI
Jessie's good luck; an another she Fhuddered
at the thought Of the curse attached to the
misers wealth.
If our child should grow up to be ashamed Of
you and me'
"Hush, Hannah" Richard checked his wife
augrily "It's only like a baby to talk that
way How can dead mans words do any
ham"
Though Richard assumed Indifference to his
uncle's nalcdicliOn, il touched him in reality
The fret thing on waking, the old misers ter
rblo words occurred to him All day long, as
he piled hammer and chisel in the stone yard
fragments OF the curse sounded ia his ears Al
he sat at dinner, under the shed, he found him
self mechanically tracing in the dust, with Oh,
end of a broken tool the w0rds-"May it place
a bar between them all their lives Many
night did his wife hear him sigh in his sleep,
add mutter aud moan about the "puld" AM
"my own haiR" But by day he would rebuk,
his wlle Tor being affected by supersuuous fan
cois, and tell hrr she ought to know better thar
to trouble herself aboutsuch things. lie woul,
not have owned for he world that these sam,
iancies were haunting HIM, sleeping and walk
81 ing,
Richard Mallet was man Of resolution an,
few words When he had decided on doing
thing he did it at once. So, having come to th
conclusion that his child must be brought al
as hehttcd her altered circumstances he lost n
Time in lending his aid to carry out the neces
= sary changes.
. Ere six months Jessie Mallot was the nmat
Of handsome home in boarding school IL
Kent, near one Of her trustees; and the stone
mason and his wife had returned to the if
81 they were leading before the death Of Zcbede
Peck
II was not the the old lie, though Rchar
was steady aud industrious as ever, as zoo
a workman. as kind 10 bis wife, and as fond a
his two boys but there was a change in him
> IL was not that the new position in which b.
} now Stood towards bis master his follow work
p men, OF the world, propleXed him. lie wa
not the man To disquiut hin self ON that score
He held up bis head before worked hard tool
joke good humoredly, brought home hi
earnings every Saturday and never troublc
himself about what the neighbOrs thought o
said about his affairs.
Il was at bis own hearth that this chang
p was TO be seen; at bis own hearth where, whel
he taught the boys their letters at night, he mis-
sod gentle little voice in his ear, aud sof
litc nd la his, where his eye often rested OF
a chair that stood vacant in the corner, with
little cIutch by its side At such times N
would grow hard and stern There waB mo-
the influence in these things that clings 10 To-
kens that remind us of the dead they only 70
called a separation founded on injustice an,
wrong. Uncle Zeb need have prophecied NJ
p further, he had already obtained a cruel revenge
y The very fear Of his curse even being accom-
10 plishod was enough TO embitter the rest Of hi
nephews life.
Hannah, said Richard Maett to his wife
one Friday morning, 81 shant be home 10