The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1865-08-30
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From the Phila. Saturday Evening Post.
..f LEONIE GRANT.
By MARY J. ALLEN.

Us you may llnu III St. LOUIS by the score
and in many other cities hy the hundred
A dingy brick building, filled from celia
TO attic with people of various nationalit
les German, IRISH. French and Ameri
can, crowded into those ill-ventiled room
without mnch regard to national pecui
arities or prGjudices Not at all Il desir
able place of residence you would hay,
said, observing the unkempt heads occas
ionally protruded from the door-w ways an,
Windows, or listening to the sounds dir,
and fearful which now and then greeted
the ears of passcrs-by.
A group Of ragged boys were collected
on the sidewalk, engaged, boy-fashion
in an animated dispute, which promised
to end presently in a free fight. On,
small urchin, with NTilesian cast o
countenance and evidently belligerent ten
denotes, was in the act of administering
II scientific blow, a Ii He nan, to heav,
looking Dutch lad standing convenient,
near, when the unusual apparation of ;
carriage drawn up beside the curbstone
caused suspension of hostiitics 1t WA
not dasling equipage, just plain. Gle
giant family carriage, with no bravery o
silver-mounted harness or decorated panel
The coachman, II sedatc, middle-agcc
man, cnvcloped in snuti:colorcd over
coat, volumnous as to capes, ample as lc
skirt and pocket, descend from his box ir
a leisurely sort of way and opened til,
door. A lady GOT out, a young, styisl
woman, with handsome black eyes, and ;
step Ike princess.
Are you sure this is the place, Thom.
as p looking doubtful ut the uninyi;inl
premises.
"lcs'm this is the house, but do no
know which is her room. Shall l ass
one of them chaps yonder 2"
The lady signiied her assent.
81 say boy" clevating his voice little
making a movement with his hand to.
ward one of the group. "Come her,
and tell this lady where Miss Gilbcr
lives"
The chap addressed came forwart
promptly, doiling an apology for a hat b,
way of salutation.
"lf yc place, mum, do We name tho
young Teddy that sows and has a scl
soulger brother :"
Miss Gilbert is sewing girl. Show
me to her room if you please" putting in.
to one of the boys hands a piece of mon.
ey, and into the other a package whicI
she wished him to carry.
Ills fingers, roughcncd and reddened
by the biting cold, closed eagerly over the
precious bit of postal currency.
"lis, mum, thank ye, mum, it's Ted.
dy Ryan that'll 90 that same" starting
forward with alacrity, eager to show hi:
zeal in the service of so generous Il patron
lie led the way into a hall where half
a-dozen slatternly women were employing
their leisure time in quarrcling. Mis-,
Grant followed resolutely. Up two pail
OF stairs very wide and very dirty, into Z
dark entry, pausing before closed door
Teddy Ryan knocked. "Come in sale
a voice, and taking the bundle from tn,
bops hand she Enclosed the door and
stepped into the room.
a small room, poorly furnished anf
not half warmed-so much she had time
to observe while young girl seated nea,
the window was coming forward to greet
her A very young girl, hardly sixteen
the lady thought, noticing, too, the tired
droop of the herd, the hollow circle,
about the eyes, and that vermont look
that comes from wearying anxiety and
overwork. Miss Grant had seen the o,rl
before at the house of lady friend who
sometimes employed her. She mentioned
the fact in her pleasant way as she took
the chair placed for her. 80 ''a
"Mrs Clindenning spoke very hinhly
OF you, Miss Gilbert, and showed me a
specimen OF your sewing. | have some
here that ! would like you to do for me
If you CAM opening roll of eagle gray
flannel, soft and fine. "Just plain work,
you see, and already cut out. Shirts for
the soldiers
The girl looked pleased. Her patrons
were more accustomed TO find fnult than
to commend, 9nd this trifling bit of praise
was encouraging. A sentence or two OF
explanation and direction and Miss Grant
arose to go. The air here was chilly.
her feet, warmly AS she was dressed. ac-
fually cold. Not much wonder, though,
seeing how open the room was. One soli-
tary advantage it had. Its single window
faced the South, and through this the
sunshine streamed in brightly, living in
broad bars on the bare floor and lighting
up the pale face of a man of twenty. who
lay on bed in corner Of the room. A
blue uniform hung against the wall, on a
nail overhead military cap marked with
a letter G, and Miss Grant recollected
what Teddy Ryan had said about Mis-.
Gilbert's soldier brother.
The sister was fair, with n tinre Of
gold in the lusrre of her hair; that of
the young man was dark and heavy. and
the hazel eyes lifted TO Miss Grants C,co
had to her something strangely familiar
IN their glance. Something grave and
wlstiul and tender that touched the heart
OF the brilliant courted woman, recalling
as it did other eyes that had once looked
into hers i'r.,.. ,-
They were set in an older and darker
face, she remembered, and yet-was il
only a fancy or was there really some sub
tiie likeness between that other face,
brown and bearded, like IA kings's in lis
hrmness aud grand, masculine beauty,
and this one younger but hardly less firm