Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1859-05-27

charms fJr she old man his boquets never
met - ready sale as when her taste ar.
ranged them. The vrses sem, 10 him 20 bc
fllci Tor great parties were n,yer 80 loudly
applauded rs when II -s,er grlu ped the
sweet flowers. Then, alter work was over
there was no hand like lle,ter's to give him
his tea. no voice like hers 90 read the eve
ming paper. Ills Plpe was filled by dainty
white fingers. and wher the news was read,
that clear, sweet voice could wlrblc songs
without number Putting ASIDE and brave
ly crushing down her grief for her mothers
death. her longing for her sister, tho noble
girl devoted all to her old friend. One ear
nest wish dwclt IN her heart. IL was 10
finish her education. Through her fathers
life she had attended the best schools; and
thanks to her mother, she was no bad mu-
sicihn. In her present homo. there were
neither books. or piano and she deiermIn-
ed TO have both But how' Tho sale Of
nlwvFs was not enough. Al she made
there would hardly cloihe her.
One morning. an advertisement in tho
paper attracted her attention, and sho do.
tcrmncd to answer il.
lIeigh ho :" said Mr.. Liwrenso Holmes
throwing aside his books and rising, " this
j. stupid work; my brains ars all in
mare"
Mr.. HOLMES lit a cigar. (probably to
clear his briin) and at down again with
yawn. H. was lawyer. a man about
thirty Eve years ofaSc. and one oi the
most talented men of the Wv York bar.
H. was handsome, wcalty and Unmarried.
Quite a dInser1u. individual" d" the moth.
er. decided. "Qute catch" the young
ladies Whispered. \ knock 1t his Office
door made hlm look up. Como in by
Joyc 2" wa. the thought, whata bau,l.
ml girl what RADIANT eyes what com.
pl.xion what hair! wilIyou bo selted''
be added handing chair.
"You advertised Tor copyi't," said
Hester Crawford timidly. " aud | cllledto
see II could not dj what you require
"wrll YOU write something for me ?"
he .aii, placing paper, P,n and ink before
her, auythios-yogr name. Venus what
a perfect lit,lo hand" aside in tho
mind.
"IIcs,er Crawford" was written in dis.
tine, clear hand, upon tho paper.
THAT will do.
Hester found the terms were liberal, and
she wen, homo happy, with - roll Of writing
and blank paper under her arm, while Mr..
HOLMES resumed his cigar, and mu',l thus
f" n ,ster Crawford! whlia pretty name,
ar,l how beautiful .ho j.. Hester" And
be- took .p the paper on which her name Is
written "An orphan she says, and living
with an old dpri.t, who wI' kind to her
when her mother died. s. young. beau,i-
fll and lovely. Shi must not come hero
II will 1T the fellows about the streets n
talking, p,-r srrl, she !, lrIJniIc'' will
be- friend - her.
In the evening Hester received little noto
stating that as il would b, in"onyenient ior
Mr.. lI,lmr.,to bi intirrap,sl =, hi' o.i GO,
boy would call the writing ani bring her
further orders.
Patiently tho noble girl tjIled day after
day by early ri,in; 10 write much, ani as
her hand grew moro accustomed to the
work, it WIS astonishing with what rapid
ity she copied the stiff papers Three
months enabled her 20 hire q poor piano,
and buy a second hand book Of old music.
Tho old 1prist delish was almost ludicrous.
H. insisted upon certain hours being de-
yotsd to study and practice and allowed
her yet moro time for her writing duties.
Mr.. HOLMES called occasionally TO give some
directions about the law papers, and when
he heard her desire to improve hsrs,lf insis-
tel upon scndin: her some bi1ks. liz was
very kind. Ilc,ter's mind dwelt upon
each little token of interest with deep graft.
,uds. UnacknOwedsed, hardly confessed
10 herself, tho one aim OF her llfo was to be
worthy ut some time to associate with her
sister. Lola little dreamed that many
NIGHTS when sho was fast asleep. Hester was
under her window praying Tor her. With
the happy lorgctialnes. Of childhood, she
was sJon PERFECTLY contentsl in her new
homo. Mr., Lirkins hvishcl npon her all
the love she had tclt for her own little one,
and no indulsenc, was spared to make her
happy. Fora little um, she Srieyed Tor
her sister, bat her new mother son filled
her place, and as time rolled on, she almost
forgot her.
Two years passed and II we look into the
florist sitting room, we shall see Hester
and Mr.. Holmes. miss Crawford" siid
he taking iron his pocket newspaper 81
want to read you little gem discovered
here to-day /, Is called Neglected Flow
ers.
With beautiful modula,ion and express
sion bo read a piece Of oetry,-one Of the
heart wailings which genius sometimes pour
forth. A hc ceased, he looked up for her
approval. Her check was flushed and her
eyes lit up with deep joy.
"Are they no, beautiful ?"
Ill thinkI know the author
"What! Lola? She writes most beauti.
fully. There is IN her pros, articles depth
of feeling, and a pure holy spirit rarely met
with have preserved them all.
O, Won 49, and the nush deepencd.