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

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s'Isn't she more beautiful han Miss Odell,
say, uncle % whispered Nell, as the door closed
on her. "Ddn't / tell the truth when | said
| knew somebody that was handsomer than
/ she 90
4Indeed you did" said NI-. Lindoln, earnest
/ ly. She is nearly perfect"
81 wish you could see her with her hair curl
+ ed once. Once or twice when we were up
! stars alone, she has let me take out her como,
and such long silky ring'ets as I made by just
twisting it over my fngers-oh, | don't believe
/ you ever saw any SO beautiful 10 all your hie !.
/ | teased her to wear If so all the time, but she
shook her head and combed them Up into brads
again, and SAID curls and housemaids didn't look
we'll together and when | asked why not, she
said I'd know when grew older, and then tive
or three great tears stood in her eyes, and | do
believe uncle, she cries some nights all the time
/ for her eyes look so red some mornings. Amt
! it too bad that such handsome girl should have
! TO be maid 70
/ eyes, pom my soul il is,'' said the young man
warmly. ado tell me, sister, her story
+ There must be some romance in it. She has not
! been menial all her life."
! "What I know can tell IN a few words,
Herbert. When Bessie, my last maid, gave
notice of leaving, she said she could recommend
a substitute, and |, not being very well, thought
/ l would sooner trust her than run the risk OF
going day after day to the intelligence office.
She said young girl, who, with a widowed
mother lived on the same floor with some of her
! friends, had applied to her for aid in obtaining
a situation as maid, and she thought, that what
she had seen and knew OF her, she would suit
me exactly. ] was somewhat startled when |
saw her, for though Bessie had told me how
beautiful and iadyIike she was, was not pre-
pared for the vision that met me- and, to tell the
truth, in most unbusiaeSs and unhousekeeper-
ly way, engaged her at once, witho VI enqui-
ring as to her abilities and her recommendation
She won my heart at sight and has won my
head since, for she is not only thorough in the
performance of her duties, but executes them
with taste and judgment ! had never seen ex-
ceIled by any matron. 1t the day is cloudy,
when you enter the parlor sou will find that
she has so disposed the window hanglngs, that
the most will be made Of the sunlight and if
IT is sunny, she will so arrange them that a gen
tie twilight seens 10 shadow you. She is, in-
deed perfect artist III the arrangement OF ev
erything, studying and combining effect and
comfort. | feel with you that her lot has not
always been lowly, but there is a certain
spect that she inspires ia one, that f9rbds close
questioning. / fac!iae 10 the opinion that she
and Der mother have been sorely pinched for
means, and that finding neediework lnad4@
quate compensation, she has chosen to work out
as by that means, while she earns more week,
she saves her board from out their scanty IN
come, and has time to rest. But here is papa
and herself with the tea"
As soon as they were fully seated, and the
cups had been passed, Mrs. Summers turned
gently to the maid, as she waited beside her
chair and said, IN low 'tone, ''we shall need
nothing more at present" Qurptly, but with
visible pleasure, she withdrew and as the door
closed on her, Herbert exclaimep:
"Thank you, sister, for sending her away
! could not have borne to see so adylike crea-
ture wait upon me. l. seemed cIownish in ne
10 sit for moment while she was standing
In good sooth, If had so fair maid, | should
! be democratic enough TO ask her to eat with
me-"
Sand thus wound her seIf-respect. No.
brother. she has chosen her menial lot for some
good reason, and can see, would prefer TO be
so regarded. All can do, till | can further
win her confidence, is to make her duties as lit
lie CALLING as possible. But come, sip some OF
her delicious tea. It will give you Inspiration
!
"Miss Odeligo torrance =" sand the young
man hastily. "A painted doll-good for balls
aud parties, but no filter for life in its realities
than Nelis waxen baby -
ssIIe'e beginning to laugh on the other side of
his mouth, isn't he, mamma 20 exclaimed the
lil;l- gIrl 81 knew he'd love Ellen best"
Herbert blushed, and Mrs. Summers adroitly
changed the conversation. The housemaid was
4; baI
passed, when George, the eldest of the family,
a bright, but somewhat caPracious boy OF twelve
rushed into the sitting room exclalmlhg ca
gerly
"Mayn' Ellen stay in tonight, mamma, and
90 out tomorrow evening %
"Cprtainly, if she chooses, my SON.
.sBut she don't choose, and that's the trouble.
I want her to stay, and she says she can't be-
cause her mother will be so anxious about
herr
"But why do you wish her to stay George
You certainly have no command of her time
PRAY, what do you want she should do"
aWhy, wan: her to show me how 10 do
those horrible bard sums in the back part of the
arithmetic, and want her 10 tell me how to
coniugate that awful irregular French verb,
aHer-I wish it would atLer into France where
It bpIongs-andI want her TO hear my Latin,
and
oTurn into school ma'am, latter toiling as
maid all day. No, George, no-I have been
very grateful to Ellen for the assitance she
has shown you in your studies, but cannot
allow her leisure hours to be so sorely invaded
interrupted his mother, while her brother held
up both hands IN much amazement for, TO tell
the truth, since he had seen the maid, he was
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