Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1863-12-04
The Recompense.
A CAPITAL STORY.

tire TO o0Scurlty. Its purchaser was a
old man of eighty, the descendant of
e noble family, but who, from his father
circumstances, had been brought up as
manufacturer. Finding, from habit an
taste, his chief delight in doing good, h
resolved that his coming into the neigh
borhood should be a blessing to th
worthy poor. But he had been tolc
that there were some there unworthy o
his kindness, and fearful of bestowinl
upon them the hel lp he intended for The
more deserving, he hit upon new plan
Dressing himself up as a beggar, with &
stout stick in his hand and faithful dog
at his side, he went from house to house
in the guiSe of an old workman depend.
ent upon charity for support. Eacn
night, when he returned to the chateau,
he noted down in book prepared for
the purpose, the reception ne bad met at
each place.
One day he perceived at the gate of an
elegant bouse two young girls accompa-
MED by an elderly governess. Their
dress was rich their ages appeared to
be fifteen and seventeen; and as be ap-
preached, the elder was paying from a
full purse boy who had just given her
a bundle. The old man went to her,
and begged little help, The young
lady at once drew back, and remarked
to her sister:
'An extraordinary request fora
stranger ?
If replied the younger, we were to
give money to every beggar that asks,
there would be no end of it,
we never give money, sir, to those
we don't know. We can't be sure Of the
use that will be made of it. You may
drink. We never give money! and she
lurnel lily s-'."ys
II one were sure these people de-
served charity said the younger. But
we are SO imposed on now-a- days. But
here is a grochen.'
The old man retired without another
word, inquired in the neighborhood the
names and family Of the girls, and learn
ed that they were The only children of
rich land speculator named Chardel,
brought up by mother who was blinded
by sudden wealth, and who had in all
ways fostered and INDUCED the vanity of
her pretty daughters.
A few days passed and one fine morn
ing in June the old man approached a
little solitary cottage or rather hut, or
he outskirts of the town. The parish |
clock had just struck seven, yet the cot
fage door was not open or its windows
enclosed. His first thought was that it
was uninhabited. He therefore seated |
himself upon a large stone placed as a
doorstep, and resting on his strong stick,
began to caress bis dog but soothed by
he soft warm air, he fell into a light
,lumber.
Suddenly the door opened, ana two
title girls came out-the one apparently
line, the other ten or eleven years old. (
Seeing the old man asleep, and fearing
o disturb him, he overheard their whis-
1ered conversation.
Say, then, Georgette, are you afraid ?
asked the little one.
why, no, replied her sister. of
nch a gentle looking old man as that p
But that great dogP persisted the
title girl. Il am afraid he will bite
He is only guarding his master an
'wered GeOrge;te, He won't trouble
ls.'
But if he should jump on usl Oh,
lear and the poor child sbuddered.
NO; you need not be afraid, Elise
'eplied Georgette. Such great dogs
lever trouble children to do them any
larm.'
But if the old man should wake up,
what would we do ? asked Elise.
DO? Why ask him into the house,
# course, said the elder decidedly. /
'But suppose he should be bad man 2
No fears of that answered the sister.
He would never sleep there SO quietly
he were
perhaps mamma would scold,' sug-
rested Elise.
No indeed said Georgette, earnestly.
Don't you know that mamma is always
cling Us to do for the poor all that we
AN, for we don't know how soon we may
leed some one TO do for us. She would
'e more likely to soold it we were to
cave an old man like that out here all
lay in the sun. He looks like nice old
nan. See H-s-h He is waking up
wonder who he is 7 il