Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1866-04-25

SIT is not the pride you accuse me Of
ma'am; it is the laudable ambition to hav
more than one dress that will take me hcnc
at no distant day."
Enough, quite enough, for pauper jade
"Paupers are human, ma'am," was th'
proud reply.
"Pack yourself off. hussy, and we're it no
for my eggs l wculdn't care if never san
you again, you upgrateful baggagel"
IL will not trouble you with my prcsenct
long," was the answer, in different tons
from which she lad ever before replied arc
she smiled bitterly as she walked along tht
damp read With the DANES heavy and upgain
ly basket upon her arm.
Ouce in Burley she made haste to dispose
of her eggs and to replenish the basket with
the required articles. Being weary, she sal
down in the store TO rest ere setting out OF
her. return, for, be it known, it was four good
miles from Doyle Hill to Burey. Els she sal
quite By herseir she watched the different
people coming and going, for Mr.. Dwight, in
whose store she sat, was the principle bust
neSs man in the thriving village. One and
another came and went At last there en-
tered very different Parsonage from the
previous ones; the most OF them wore coup-
try people, rough as their native hills. This
man wore jaunty cap which was set well
back from his handsome face. Hiss trowsers,
spotted with mud from the combined causes
of the previous nights rain and his fast riding,
were OF fine, soft cloth. A short, heavy gold
chain and seals dangled carelessly from his
watehpocket. The boots despatched also,
were of finest leather and bright polish; they
swallowed the trowsers to the knee, giving
the new, comer peculiarly rakish look.
Ho, Mr.'Maicolm," )" said Merchant Dwight,
obsequiously, glad to SEQ you; glad to see
you, sir. Fine rain last night. When did
you come from Middleyille ?"
yesterdays" answered Malcolm, whip
ping his boots with his short-handled horse
whip. "Deuce take it," another crack at
the unsulpccting boot toe, IL posted three
miles beyond here in pursuit Of one Bridget
Kathleen O'Flarrity, who was recommended
10 my lady mother as 4 red-haired subordi'
nate out of employment who would take the
Office Of nurscry-maid in place Of Biddy Mac
MINISTER resigned. Splashing through the
rain yesterday, to send this daughter of Erin
up by to days coach, / found the darlint Lad
lust let herself for an indefinite space to
somebody else /; so," and the left patent leath
CT naturally sprang aside from the crack ot
the whip, and the right one coming up mop
por.unely, got the whole blow fairly on the
nuse $50 have got to go back without the
forthcoming maid, and to be pos'e! off some
where else What q nuisance these young
hapefuIs are!' and the left boot, whicE
seemed to be particularly nervous, Fqnealed
like rat as -ale young man turned upon i,
and snapped bis whip in its rear.
Berpice came forward without realizing
what she was doing, and turning to the young
man, said,-
Tell your mother that will come aud
serve her."
"You ~ exclaimed Mr.. Malcolm, very
nearly giving the young girl o crack with his
whip, he jcrEed it up in such nervous haste
You 2" ,jsculated Mr. Dwight, knowing
much Of ,ae young girls unpleasant and dos
polio surroundings.
She nodded her head.
"What would Dame Midge do without
you? Why do you leave her? How dare
you think to brave her anger n were tue Sur
priSed enquiries, for people of tue lady's fault
finding AID qaarrclso,ne nature are generally
we'll known, sounding us they 60 to the toe
sin oil war.
"Wilat will sic 60 without rle2 She is
we'll aul strong, and to hear her talk, Mr.
Dwight. one would imagine that she Could
keep four soody sized errand boys cheaper
than she can ne. Why do I leave her !?
Young girls generally want the second sui'
20 their back ain no exception, | assure
you. Huw d.re | think of leaving her 7?
Fiat question is potcntof meaning, but can
answer it. l am sixteen years old, and have
been called pauper lorg enough. My pride
is up in arms. La o word, | have resolved,
AID an determined to desert"
"Well, and bravely answered, my girl j
was the young mans reply, looking with a
smile upon tie blazing grey eyes before him.
"Will you Come e
81 will"
"WhCn 2"
"To.morrow, I think"
How will you come 2"
a bright red flush stole over her face, for
the question had brought to mind the fact
that she possessed but ten cents Of money in
the world. Her brow cleared in moment,
and thiskipg only Of walking the whole dis
tance, she answered.
"Perhaps, on The whole, had better not
say tomorrow but l will como within the
week"
Malcolm caught the difficulty in o moment,
but made no remark. Calling Mr.. Dwight
aside, be spoke few words to him, and went
out, swapping his whip with perfect fnry et
everything in his way. Atthe door lie turned,
nodded to Bernice, and said .
"This week"
She heard him whipping his boots along the
pavement.
ga right good chance, l reckon, Bernice,
If you can get the old woman's consent.
Here" dashiog a bank bill at her with his
breezy movements, Z" tl.is is to pay your fare
there in the stage. You can pay him, he
said, after you earn it. 1 wouldn't say a
world to his mother about it. No need to
tell everybody how poor you are, You know"
So Bernice, with the understanding that
the money was lent her, put it in the bosom
Of her dress andSent home with rapid steps.
That evening, after the coSs wcremil!sed and
allthe little jobs done, she went out among
the clover and the, blossoming thorn-trees,
Looking her Ia. fer u long while upsu them.
Alter all, she iorrowed to part with these ia
mliar scenes Of her childhood, unpleasant
though that childhood had en-.
Chapter IA New Life.
A storm of abusive words and epithets
awaited Bernice the next morning after her
risit To Rnrlcv when sha announced herself