The Council Bluffs nonpareil. [volume] (Council Bluffs [Iowa]) 1857-1867, 1861-01-05

j cousin Was too much engaged to adnis Of
4 al introduction ut present.
i "Neyer mind Ashhy, !" he said quietly. "I
appreciate your good vii - much - IL it
had produced the desired effect. And now
viii you walk part Of the way home s--i. 10
lovely night"
/ Ten years! what marvellous aichemisti ID
is! Sunshine on the pearl white down Of
new married brides -sEasligas on freshly
heaped graves-ioy and grisf succeeding
one another as RAPIDLY a. the changing coll
4 ore ia kaleidoseape-apd all within the
compass Of ten short years.
oh, how pitilessly the wind howled On
that bitter March night--how keen.y the
cold found its way into the myriad crevices
Of aarm eaten doors and rafting oasemests
| in that dreary tenement house, where .
hasgard, wiid-eysd waman sat over the
sn aaldering remnants Of what, once had
been a Ere, and s,raining her vision over .
| piece Of fine needlework by the light Of one
iim candle. a aes NJ
"Msmma," lispcd . little girl Of seven
years, who had been rubbing hsr small hlae
hands together to warm thrm--a,as! with
no very satisfactory effect-sswhere did vol
learn to work go fast?a VI ,.s
81 learned long agc, dear" said the
tmosher-:whcn | was gay girl-befors
sorrow and want came to break me down"
She sighed heavily-is was almost sob
las she spoke. = Is .a4a.s #ass
"Mamma," pursued the child, ssdid you
think then that you would ever have 70
work for liringf"
Julia De Tore started as f,an adder had
stung her. and shrank instinc,ively from the
prematurely old gaze Of her pale child. s
"Don'tass such foolish questioas, Mary"
she said almost sharply. "Who is that as
the doartn n, sE E%F4 .Etgf@# @a >a4558
The little girl rose to open the dacr, and
the agent, whose business i, was to collect
the rents Of the tenement house, stepped 10,
shaking shower Of snow from his bread
shoulders. A~b
"Weh, how is it about the money tonight,
Mrs. What's.your- nams!. enid he in Q
rough, though not unkind tone.
81 have not been ablo TO get II yet" she
faitered. @ .g ESQ
swell, look here. this 'sre's hard case,"
said the man. '.To DO sure, it amt nv
business to be lettin' of my employers
tenants, but then you hate had plagucy
hard row to hoe. do allows Tain't your
fault that that whiskered husband Of yours
run off with another woman--'tain't your
fault that you wasn't born to scratch for y
iivin' like them tough old irishwomen down
stairs. Now yoa see here--i'll 60 and re-
part your case at head quarters, aud kind o.
guess you'll be let off easy. Him that owns
these houses is dreadful good heartedr'
Aud shaking himself once more, ike q
huge Newfoundland dog, the rough diamond
started forth into the driving tempest.
"Heaven bless him." murmured julia,
through her tears.
In the CHEEKY glow Of fre light and chan
delier, sat Stanwood Harley, surrounded BY
luxury and splendor. Wealth flowed
Pactolus-lke through his home, a second
Midas, whatever he touched seemed to turn
to gold; and the jewels his fair wife wore,
were small fortune in themselves, as she
stood beside him that evening, at the mo-
ment when the agent was introduced. gu.
"Well, Macpherson, what Is ?" asked
Harley, who, 10 the multiplicity Of his busi-
ness cares, had almost forgotten the block
Of houses in - street. s.s rr. es.H
The brief recital was soon made.
"What is the woman's name 2" asked
Harley. ~@ 9a.n..@ b. .' e1 "Sf ~ @e"@
"Well, its kind o queet nams-Jolis
De Tore. -. .g,.s - s.s..z.# a..ts-.,
Harley was silent FOR moment then hs
spoke in an altered, yet strangely gentle
voice. sa#s E@'r @-.t
"Lst her have the rooms rent free, hence
forth. And, Macpherson, here is 6 check for
what money she may need at present. /
am only Gods almoner for the wealth hs
has given me-" sf.'
The agent bowed silently and withdrew.
1t was a joyful heart that be carried to the
dreary home in the narrow court. ......
Gam dreaming ?" said Julia De Tore,
pressing her waited hand to he: brow
"Who is there that would be thus kind to
n,e 2" .a az. a #e sE@
"Mamma, you have dropped this BIT Of
paper" said little Mary, who had just re-
turned from seeing the agent depart.
Julia took the narrow slip Of paper from
her daughters hand, and read the sigma.
turs appended to the check with 20 inds-
scribable thrill. . ..~ ..
'.Stanwood Harley" ..s....
Truly he was avenged!