The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1865-12-26

PAUL'S STORY.

on the stairs"
1t was my brother Clarence that spoke.
Miss Marlowe was bis French scholar.
"HoW do you know her step from Mrs.
Green's Clarence ?" | asked, as l moved
away.
"It's lighter, Paul"
"Why, Clarence p exclaimed. How
can it be-? Mrs. Greene"
"Hush, Paul y said Clarence and that
minute Miss MarloBe opened the door
and walked in.
"Mayu't I ask her one question, Clar-
ence?" I asked.
"One, Paul, and then you must study"
"Won't you please tel me how much
you weigh, Miss Marlowe ?"
"Why, Paul - began Clarence.
( ooh, | had just as soon tell him, >" said
Miss MarloWe. II believe it was one
hundred and ten the last time | was
weighed
Thank you" said and then I sa:
. in the corner and became a nonentity, as
I Clarence calls it.
"There, CIarenoe!" SAID I, when Miss
Maylowe had gene. "You see she weighs
one hundred and ten, and Mrs Greepe's
step must be the lighter"
"That doesn't follow" said Clarence,
laughing, (He was cnIy stern when his
scholars were with him. "Mrs, Green
might weigh only sixty, a1d yet her step
be heavier than Miss Narlove's, for Mrs.
Green puts her whole foot down when she
steps, whereas Miss Marowa touches the
ground with only the tip of her foot, which
is smaller than Mrs. Green's, III wager,
even if she does weigh more"
81 guess it is, " said I, "for Mrs. Green
has the biggest foot l ever saw. l said
to her just Z day or two ago-'Why, Mrs
Green, what number ofshoes do you wear?"
why, Paul, said Clarence, "that was
rude
ooh. she didn't care. She only laugh
ed, and said that she had the rheumatism
in her feet, and had to wear skies
Just then the tea bell rang, and Clar-
( ence and l went down to tea.
Now l just want to tell you about my
brother Clarence. You see father and
mother were abroad, and when they were
coming home the ship was lost, and they
with it. Oh, it was dreadful! Then a
horrid man cheated US cut Of big lot of
our property, and Clarence badto leave the
Office Che was studying lsw) and teach
school. And Aunt Mary must &C and
adopt May (thats my twin sister, and not
me-and that was mean--so Clarence he'd
to leave New York and come TO this pretty
town in Connecticut to teach school aad
support ME. Not that l wasn't willine
to support myself, for I was eight years
old when father aud mother died, and
there were a great many things that ]
might have done, only Clarence wouldn't
let ne; SC | had to make up M mind toit,
aud be dependent on him but didn't
like it very well.
Clarence had quite large school, aud
several scholars came to his room to recite
besides Miss MaTlowe vas one Of them.
We had nice room at Mrs. Green's, who
was funny widow, and did her own
work, which thought vas strange, but
Clarence didn't.
I suppose you think Miss Marlowe was
grown Up young lady. Well, I suppose
she was grown up she wore long dresses.
She was pretty old, too-sixteen or seven
teen, guess-but some how she didn't
seem old bit She had great large blue
eyes-not your cid faded blue eyes, but
real bright ones-and jus! the smHincest
mouth I told her her naue ought TO
be Smiley, but 1t wasn't, it was Maud,
though she told me her father called her
Pink. "Oh dear" said I. "what pretty
name wish Z might call you Pink"
DO" said she, - wish you would :"
but Clarence told me afterwards that l
mustn't, for her father was great sea
captain, the richest man in the plac: and
she was bis only child aud great heirsss,
and very much above US"
Il don't see why" I said. "Their
house isn't any handsomer than the one
we used to live in. Perhaps they will be
poor some time"
Dut tney are rlch now, Paul, and We
poor. five should ever be rich" Here
Clarence stopped and sighed.
ooh, We shall be rich, Clarence. When
I'm ten I'm Going into a store, and I'll
earn lots of money-see if don't. But
don't see why mouey makes them any
better than We are"
Clarence laughed outright. "Oh, Paul"
said he, 'you are such funny little chap.
You are not the first one that has said
that. 1t ought not to be SO, but money
does make great difference in this fool
ish world"
"then you think, Clarence, that We are
really just as good-though not SO rich
as Miss NarloHe and her father"