The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1864-03-24
.JOR PRINTING,
THE CALICO CLOAK.

"IIave YOU seen the new scholar 2" ask
ed Mary Lark, girl Of twelve or fourteen
years, as she ran to meet group of school
mates who were coming towards the schol-
house ;-"she cuts the most comical look
ing figure you ever saw. Her cloak is
out of calico, and her shoes are brogans-
such as men aud boys wear"
"Oh, yes, I've seen her." said Lucy
Brooks. "she's the new washerwoman' S
daughter. l shouldn't have thought Mr..
Brown would have taken her into the A.
cademy; but suppose he likes the mon
ey that comes through suds as well as
any"
at is cleaner, Of course. =
And the air rang with girls laughter.
"Lct us 60 in and examine her" con-
tinued Mary, as they ascended the school
house steps "I'm thinking she will make
fun for US"
The girls went into the new dressing
room, where they found the new scholar.
She was mild, intelligent looking child
but poorly, though tidily clad. The
girls went around whispering and laugh
ing with each other, while she stood
trembling IN enc corner Of the room, with
out venturinG even to raise her eyes from
the floor. Wheu she catered the school
they found the little girl far in advance
of those of her age in her studies-as she
was placed in classes with those of two Or
three years her senior. This seemed, Gu
the whole, to make those girls who were
disposed to treat her unkindly, dislike her
the more and she being of retiring dis
position, had no friends, bat was COM
PEELED to 60 and return from school alone.
"And DO you really think, said Mary
Lark, as she went up 10 the little girl a
few weeks after she entered the school,
4'that you are agoiug TO get the medal =
1t will correspond nicely with your cloak
And she coaght held OF the cape, and
held it out from her, when the gi.25 joia-
ed in her loud laugh.
.'Cajico cloak get the melol guess
she will. | should like to see Nr Brown
give it to her" said another girl as she
caught holl Of her arm, and peeped un-
der the cbiid's bonnet.
The little girl struggled to release her
self; and when she vas free, ran home as
fast as possible.
"Oh, mother - she exclaimed as she
entered the humble kitchen, do answer
Uncle Williams letter, and tell him we
will come to New York to 1--we. | don t
like TO live IN BridgcrilIe. The girls call
1ue Calico Cloak, AMI Brogans.' and you
don't know how unkiudly they treat me" 2"
"Lizzie, my dear" said the mother,
"yea must expect 10 meet with those who
will treat yoa unkindly on account Of
your poverty, but You must net get dis
couragcd. DO right, and you will event
ually come off conquerer."
Although Mrs Lee tried to encourage
her child, yet she knew that she had to
meet with severe trials for one 50 young
''But, mother, they are all unkind to
me. There isn't one that loves me."
The child buried her face Ia her hands,
and sobbed aloud.
la Bridgeville academy there were a
few unprincipled girls and the others
Joined them in teasing the little ''CalicO
Cloak, as they called her, from thought
lessness love of sport But they knew
not how deeply each sportive word pier
eed the heart of the little stranger, uor
how many bitter tears she had shed in
secret over their unkindness.
Mrs. Lee, learning that the scholars
continued their unjust treatment towards
her child. resolved to accept her brothers
Invitation, although he was poor man
and through his influence Lizzie might
perhaps lead happier life among new
schoolmates. Accordingly at the end Of
the term she left Bridgeville, and remov
ed to New York
Although Lizzie had been member Of
the school but one term, she had gained
the medal, and it was worn FROM the A
cademy beneath the despised garments.
Weeks, months and years glided away
to the students of the Bridgeville Acade
my-and the little "Calico Cloak was
forgotten. Those who had been at schoo
with her, had left to enter upon the busi
ness of life.
Twelve wears after Mrs. Lee left the
town, Mr.. Maynard, young clergyman
came into Bridgeville, and was settled a
passep of the village church. 1t was re
ported at the sewing circle, the week tol
lowing ordination, that it was expecte'
he would bring his bride into town in
week There was great curiosity to se
her, especially after it was reported tha
she was talanted young authoress. Sool
a{tar Mr. MAYNARD oratifed their curlOs
ity, by walking into church with his youni
wife leaning on his arm. She was lad
Of great intellectual beauty, and every
body was deeply interested in the youn.
minister and his wife.
The following week the young ladie
focked to see her, and she promised
meet them at the next gathering OF tn
sewing circle.
The day arrived, and although it wa
quito stormy, Mrs Deacon Browns pa