Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1866-07-06
Not by Night"
AN ENGLISH STORY.

AN ENGLISH STORY.
In one of the streets of great
northern town, there lived, ten years
ago, a drayman and his wife. They
had no children; they were rough
and ignorant: they had a goddess
home-the scene of many quarrels,
and of few enjoyments. The wife,
however, had known better days
days of brief, yet unforgotten, service
at farm "down southland with a
gentler husband might have been in
duced to tread better path. But
tall George Robinson was never-at
least in those days-to make any
body better.
1t happened at this time that Sally's
former mistress died, leaving an or
phan almost penniless. Hearing of
this, Sally's cid love awoke.
"Miss Kate must come here,
George" she said one evening.
"She shan't" said George. a can t
afford it, then. And more than that,
can't live with your saints. They're
all set of hum"
"Now, George and Sally grew
angry. "She won't cost you penny.
She eallrin' her living, or I'll earn for
her."
"Gammon p said George.
a tell you it isn't gammon."
And I tell thee it is; and to
prove it, I'll let her her come. But,
I'll bet thee
"No, won't bet" said his wife turn
ing away to hide her JOY, "but I'll ask
Sykes to write to her, and tell her to
come at once"
AGO ahead then," said Robinson
"I1l try her; but if she don't earn her
bread, I'll kick her out; just remem
Der that now"
Sally went her way, and in another
week Miss Kate arrived, with light
purse and a heavy heart.
"Oh, Sally, Sally" she cried weep
ing bitterly, a hayn'ta friend in the
wide world but you"
"Dear lamb" said the kind heart
ed creature, in whose eyes Kate wa'
still the little child she cared for year,
ago; "pll make you happy if | can.
God helping you," said Kate
"say that dear Sally"
"God helping me-" said Sally
speaking quickly.
"No, say it like prayer"
| can't. Inever prays."
| 40, Sally, how very sad! Blu
t God sent me here that we may pra
together; don't you think so ?"
: Sally did not answer. She bega
/, to reverence this girl of fifteen, as sh
$ had once reverenced her mother
Yes; it was true that God sent tn
child.
"Miss Kate" as Sarah had bee
, want to call her, was womanly littl
parsonage, with kind face set off b
, large loose curls and eyes of gres
depth and beauty. Trained by
Christian mother, she was already on
. of natures gentlewomen, industriou
thrifty, clever in domestic matters, an
possessed of true heart that foun
its Joy in God. As they walked HON
she spoke of her dead mother.
"She prayed for you, dear Sally
"Dare say" said Sally, in husk
voice as they at last turned into tt
street which she described as "ourn
"And you'll not mind my husban
e, Miss" she added, with her hand upC
l the door. "He's rough, but amt bs
h, hearted"
or "Oh, | am resolved to make frien'
. with him." said Kate.
Sally shook her head doubtful
oe and went in. A group Of her hu
IT. bands friends were gathered roul
90 the fire, and one of them who had !
ceived a better education than t
. rest, was reading a newspaper al
of lecturing thereupon
"Halloa p cried George, "here's t
old lass already. But where's o
of miss ?"
"Outside," said Sally; ad'ye thi
I'd bring her into such smoke
W this! Pah! it's enough to smother
:. poor body. Open the window, \
Sykes, there's a good cretur. ]
(, sure my miss can't eat her SUPP
Mt here" = v
to aThen she can 60 without" s.
eui ,ndi George; "or eat out-o-door. Nobo
A wants her to stay here, 1 tell thee r
,ulr, Sally had begun the wrong W
m. Tn. and she knew it; but the entrance
ted, her guest prevented the reply.
,nr "This is my husband, miss" S
BY Sally, respectfully; aand Sykes {
laps Rock Wilson have come to sit
"And are about going off to
= beer shop to make room for yc
- said Wilson with mock difference.
aNo, don't do that" said Kate.
'oys wish to hear you talk, What
said just as Sally opened the d
t.ut about the poor mans rights was '
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