The Bedford gazette. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1805-current, 1861-03-29

e earn as much, If not more than now / shal
Z save my board 1 shall have my nights Tor rest
} She pleaded tilfAt last she won teareful con.
2 sent, ard entered the service of Mrs. Summers
HIS sisters house had always been second
home 10 Herbert Lincoln, but now it seemed
dearer than ever. Their teatable, 10 particular,
seemed tcseave fascination for him, and at the
end Of a fortnight, he had slpped SO many cups
of ElIpns fragrant tea, that Mrs. Summers de-
ciaed she should Certainly present him a bill
: oil board. And though in all that time be bad
not exchanged dozen OF sentences with the
beautiful maid, it was but too evident she was
The magnet which attracted him.
Basieess now took him out of town, and
three weeks elapsed ere he returned. AS he
was Fastening from the depot, turning a cor
tner, be espied, coming as it were to meet him,
The fair gtf OF whom be had dreamed every
night Of his absence, and beside her, little gol-
den-haired Nell.
eUncIe HERBERT" cried the child, and en-
brace. bin passionately. "Oh, I'm so glad
you've come home. We missed you so much''
Then freeing himself from her arms, she said,
/ gracefully, ''and here is dear Ellen, too, amt
you glad n see her?"
Ellen blushed, but the young man SO courte-
ousiy extended his hand to her that she could
mol refuse it.
"I am SO happy TO see you Miss Seymour
enia ing this beautiful day" said be IN low
sentie tones as respectfully as If addressing a
queen.
Sand ! am happy to see Mr.. Lincoln look
ing so welI,' responded the lady, with a quiet
dignity, and she passed along.
I 6SRut tphpra vo1 opip0 EftIs mara 71
s4id Herbert to Neil, OBTAINING her a moment
"Oh, TO Sc. Grandmama Seymour, she Is
sweet lady, too. Ellen took me there once,
aad it made me so happy that mothtr lets me
q now whenever she does," and she trpped
away.
Herbert walked rapidly 10 the first corner,
| then turned and deliberately retraced his steps
aud followed the two, till he learned the street
and uumber of EIien's home.
/ That night as be carefully examined his
oareaus, it occurred to him that his supply OF
/ haen was quite too deficient, and forthwith
he purchased goodly sized parcel OF the raw
materS, and at an early hour the next day
/ vas knocking a. the door Of the dilapidated
/ house which he had seen Ellen enter. Through
/ vaultlike halls, and up rickety stair-cases he
-ended his war, till he found Mrs. Seymour s
ro9n. The and sanity face Of the widowed
! i:,8tker fascinated hin as completely as had
fh, daughter's, and with reverential Itone ne
oPFefltt ms efrs's3 - lf1.ie hAexpected the
/ the linen, and made inquiry as 10 me
particular way he would have it made up, his
eye glanced eagerly over the room. The ex-
quisi,e taste of the housemald was uisi5Ie every
| where. Geraniums aud loses smiled in the
winter sun-beams that crept SO lovingly into
the narrow easement the white muslin that
draped them hung in folds graceful as snow,
wreahs pencilings as rich as mezzotints
! hung upon the wall the rockers were CUSHION
ed with rose colored muslin bits of cloth gor-
| geous in huei as autumn leaves, woven into
mats, relieved the bare floor of its scanty look !;
| guitar leaned under he tiny mirror, and a
/ few costly books were scattered in an artist
! ike way hither and thither, wherever the
rambling eye would wish TO see pinned some
! beautiful thing.
| ssThis is Tuesday," said Herbert can | have
one by Friday -
"Oh, yes, SIR, and sooner, ifyou desire
| it,"
"Not sooner, unless you steal hours from the
| night, and your weary looks seem even now
| to say that you have done So"
| alt is the LOT OF the seamstress," said the la
! uy calmly out Sdotfs
| The young man could not trust hls voice 10
reply, and hasiened away. In his Office he
! gave way to his feelings "She, the beloved
and the beautiful, toiling in menial service, and
! that angel-lke mother sewing for her living.
! Il shall be so no longer. Thank God for riches,"
and he seized his pen and inscribed these words
on a slip OF paper, san honest debt due your
husband" he enclosed bank notes for five hun
dred dollars, aud addressing the envelope to
| Mrs. Seymour, OF - street, dropped II IN
to ihe post Office.
Could he have seen the grateful tears that
| stole down the widows cheeks, and heard her
| soul-.ouching prayers, as she received it that
evening, he would have realized the full force
of the text, SIT is more blessed to give than to
receive"
ssOh, that It were Elien's evening at home"
said she f'thank Heaven, may have her all
to myself, again. With this sum in hand, we
can be comfortable, without tasking ourselves
as severely as heretofore. My beautiful child
shall be no longer menial."
! Tmpalently she awaited Friday evening, for
! then Ellen would surely be with her again.-
But that eve came and went, and she was
| left alone. A sudden and severe illness had
attacked Mrs. Summers, and when Herbert en-
tered her house on the evening OF the same day
he had sent the generous gift, he found it full OF
I sorrow. The physicians only shook their heads
sadly, when asked if there was any hope, and
when the loving ones gazed on the white face
| of the sick one and marked the intensity OF her
agony, they turned away with iainting hearts
Now, the full beauty of the housemgid's char
acler was developed. InsiinctIvely, they gave
up all to her. She directed the attendants, she
soothed little Nell, curbed the wild grief o
u s.Ero,4l.-