The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1861-11-20
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8 TRIVING AND WIN MING.


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RIVING AND WIN MING
AN OVER TRUE TALE. lao.
| 10 BY MAUD IRVING.
"Oh, the bitter, bitter bread Of depen
dencel' rotssT9 ssif.e egso7s5si
i Only those who have eaten Of the bread
of dependence know. hoao bitter tits. -
Lille Howe knew. She was an or
lphan, and left to the care and guardian
ship Of an aunt; proud cold>heartsi
woman of the world, was Mrs. Jarvis
and when Lille came to reside in her ell
Iegant mansion, she determined to make
her waiting maid, or something of that
kind; as her brother had left no fortune
to his only child, sheidid not think that i,
was her duty to do more than shelter the
poor orphan and supply her withholding
for which her toll would more than pay.
For three years Lille lead life OF
drudgery. and wretchedness; debarred from
the soc ETY. Of girls of her own age, she
became more mature than she otherwise
would; and at the age of fifteen, the time
our little story opens. she was as old, &C.
cording to the figures on her hearts cal.
endar, as either of her cousins the
naughty Miss Jarvis. who had reached
the age of twenty, or Miss Fanny Jarvis
who had passed her eighteenth birthday,
: Lille was fond Of reading, and every
moment unoccupied in serving her cous-
ins, was devoted to storing her mind with
knowledge. Her aunt had collected "a
fiue library, not because she or her daugh-
ters were fond of reading, but because it
was fashionable to have several large book
cases stored full of standard works Many
fof athem,fin fact, all of the best, most re-
6nedsand profound, had7never been ope o.
ed, save by Lillie MS Jarvis and her
fashionable daughters read only the light,
thrilling literature of the day. oss
1t was early in the evening, Lille sat
10 the library absorbed in volume from
the pen'of Mrs. Stephens, when she was
interrupted by the entrance of her cousin
Z duut6.. sii4 - fS5tFA @ut EEEsssft-5 "a
We'll, / declare, If you are Tnot poring
over that stupid volume still. Iwonder
how you can, have patience to wade
through such tame and uninteresting sto.
ries ssts sA5s5 5fa l}siissfIs1 sosiI % IN
II do not consider this tame,' replied
Lille, closing the book zssj rsea Ga,
u oh, no. i suppose not; you have re,
[ceived such brilliant education that you
are, doubtless. fully competent to express
an opinion upon the merits and dement's
Eof an author. IT. is all nonseDse,I COM
plete nonsense, forsy you to say that such q
writer as Mrs Stephens is superior. to
Marion Hariand. : But i did not come
here to discuss literature. / want you to
come and arrange my hair for this even
ing's party; it is now late, and you mus,
hurry yourself. y ss.o5 asrt. al sfst
Miss Fannie Jarvis swept ont of the
room with all the hauteur and grace of q
princess followed by Lille. The, one vas
1a large. dashipg looking girl void Of ele
gance and refinement; the other, slight o.
6gnre and graceful, while, gentlenesl
lseemed to show itself in every movement
Lilies task was { at length accom-
plished, her cousin arrsyed in gorgeous
satin, sparkling with costly gems, ant
flushed with grati6ed PRIDE, was ready t.
pass the hours Of night in frivolous amuse
ment and dissipation. .Lillie repaired t,
!, her room. We will leave Fanny amid tn
|gay and heartless, and accompany Lille
to her little room on the fourth floor 0
that elegant building. No soft velye
, carpet covered the floor, nor elegant no
costly furniture Was scattered around, q
! in the rooms below OBJ, no. for she wa
bat poor dependent and it was no
, worth while to surround her with the ele
| gances and luxuries Of life; the room wa
small; cot had occupied one corner; be
/ fore the windows hung rich lace curtains
3 in sad contrast to the furniture of tn
room; bat the windows looked out upo
the street, and the lace curtains gave
! rich appearance from an outside view, an
e lead persons to suppose that the Who'll
. house was furnished with magni6cence
The floor was covered by an old and fade
carpet, and the furniture was old and fs
t ded too; large table stood between th
windows, upon which was strewn sewers
weekly papers and magazines, and fel
sheets Of writing paper and writing utter
sils.. .s..
When Lille entered the room, she light
,, ed the lamp that, stood upon the tab
, and took from her bosom letter, whic
she read. and re-read over and over agaiI
as if she could hardly be convinced 4
|. the truth OF the contents. At length sh
!, murmured, a..
Thank God, am free at Iastl I'll
+, q dependent. slave no longer; but ho
4 surprised my aunt will be when she learr
that am to leave her-that / have tt
9 means to support myself; and how ht
t eyes will open when she becomes aware
4 the fact that the poor dependent, the wal
8 ing maid. is a regular contributor to Il
N Magazinel'
She threw the letter on tho table, an
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