Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1862-12-02


amused.
Suddenly she saw the old lady WIN had
SPOKEN to her coming alone 10 the wharf
She had been crying Her Kind old eve.
were red under her gold bowed speetaciss
and her face was flushed. Eve watched
her eagerly. She saw the child suddenly
and come over to Der again.
Where do you live ?" she asked.
don't know. / haven't any homeu
"No."
Haven't you any kind Of home? :"
nightf" p W
81 haven't thought"
The old lady was evidently very much
puzzled. A sudden thought seemed to
strike her.
haven't you run away?"
YES" very readily
W no did you run away from %
From woman who beat me.D
Really, now Ga, dearp'
The cid lady was full of compassionate
Won't you tell me about it," said sbs
II have little granddaughter at home
just about as big as you are."
Il u not tell you her name, but she is a
woman was bound out to Thew bound
me out to her from the orphan asylum.
wouldn't tell you that at first, but | know
you a:e good. was left on the nsv,nm
steps one evening when was little 6abv
The folks there bound me out 10 this vo,
man. She is great, coarse creature. and
l hate the sight of her. II makes me
wicked to have her speak to me. never
would mind her if could help il, because
she scoids me all the time whether I do
well or not. To-day she struck me!
wonldn't stand that, and ran awav. III
never 50 back again. I'll drown myself
frstp
The old lady looked at the child in ST.
lence. She was good, sensible woman,
with large share of intelligence and ex-
perlence. She read the beautiful, passion
ate little face for a moment, and then gave
Eve her hand.
Come with me-" she said. 81 will take
care OF you, and not beat you, either"
She took the child out upon her broad
farm. She taught her to work. but she
gave her time to read and to play. She
ron her love: after that the rest was easy.
Eve was passionate. but not stubborn. She
had great, sensitive, loving heart. thirst
Tor knowledge. an7 a quick Intelligence.
In her ne" home she had service for them
all. And day by day, as the good influ-
ences OF her life developed the beauty of
her lace, good Mrs. Hallowell murmur-
ed
rnanK uuGi the poor child has home
and friend !! That face would be her RUN
1t she were alone in the world"
But The jpyousness of childhood never
gay. She had been made thoughtful be-
fore her time-burdened with care when
ii was the right Of her years to be careless
and she could not unlearn what she had
learned Her impulses were good. She
could not be malicious, but che could be
iearfnlly impatient. But country inhu-
ences helped her. She was more suscepti-
Die TO them than to the kind crunsels of
Grandma HaliOwell. She saw how the
sweet little violet put forth its pale green
shoot and then waited patiently for the
shower and sunshine to help it to blossom
She found out the pure satisfaction of con,
querlng sell. which was refreshing and
strengtbing as the summer rain. In the
silent forest she grew to understand some-
thing of Gods ways. She saw how he
! drew the seoder slips Of plants from the
brown earth and then developed them 60
beauty in the upper air. And when she
felt the good impulses growing up from
| her heart and bl1ssOmpg into beautiful
words ard deeds, she knew it was Gods
work. And so she learned that God il
Love. And so she learned to love the
| highest ana best, because it is the love-
! lest.
Eve had few companions. Girls of her
own age thought her odd. Her experince
had taken her go far pas, them that spirit.
uaiiy she was thrice their elder. So her
time was spent in working cheerfuly in
the cid farm house with Grandma Halo
we'll, or botanzing alone in the fields. or
reading IN the woods. Aud there were
rainy days when che took her book into
the rambling, publishing, duty garrett and
sat IN ricketry old rocking-chair, rocking
and reading and dreaming-dreamingt the
/ dreams OF girl. There was plenty of real
material IN her own life to plan romances
/ from. She was a fouudliug; she was
namflsss. There was the foundation for
three volume novel. All I! the dreams of
! girlhood the bright beautiful dreams
that never are realized. At sixteen we
women plan romaDces and think they are
life. AT twenty-five we know that roman
ces are dreams, and life is a reality with
little beauty and brightness
Mrs. Uallowell's eldest son occupied part
| of the old farmhouse with his wife and
daughter. Nsnny-the girl who when a
child had looked like Eve. But Eyes face
had left Nanny's far behind in beauty and
intelligence long before the girls were SIX
teen. Nanny was q little jealous of Eve
because her grandmother loved her so WELL
and once in and out-burst of jealous passion
called Eve "a nsmeless nobody" She
begged pardon afterwards. Eve forgave
her, but never forgot it.
Mrs. Hsllowell had another son-her
youngest. He had sailed for China on the
day that Eve was discovered by his mother
| upon the wharf. He wrote home occas-
ionally, and ALLIES letters" were very
precious TO the old lady.
EYES seveteenth birthday came Grand
ma Hallowell folded the young girl to her
motberly bosom and kissed her forehead.
"Such tall girl, dear !" she said, lay.
ing her hand on the small head. The
youbg men will be stealing you away from
me before long"
II the thought had ar evident charm for
Eve which panied the fond old lady. the
pain was counteracted by her observance
of the pretty way in which Eve nestled
closer to her breast, as if it were hardly
possible that another resting place could
ever be so dear. But Mrs Hallowell knew
she could not keep her darling always.
who will marry me, grandma 7" said
Eve, without looking up. IL am name
less"
The good woman's honest heart warmtd
with indignation
mo man shall ever have you, Eve, who
hasn't sense enough to overlook ouch a
paltry consideration ! Let me see one good
enough for you, and ! will show you one
who would seorl to make that an objec.
ton"
II hope I'm notintruding.
A strange, frank, pleasant voice uttered
the words-the voice of o young man who
stood smiling in the doorway. Heyas tall