The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1867-04-17

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and fancies."
While chatting thus the door open
ed, and a young lady. whom had not
yet seen, entered. Her beauty could
not fail to attract instant attention;
her features were regular, her com
| plection that peculiar wax pink ana
white, her eyes true blue, and her
hair was perfectly golden, was drawn
in wavy luxuriance off her broad fore
head, and gathered at the back into a
massive bow. She was tall with fig
ure of rounded proportions, and even
In her dress. of plain black alapaca.
and simple linen collar and cuffs, she
looked stylish and lady-like. l1.5ta
- Who is that lovely girl?fp | asked
eagerly of Miss White. sstnl ~ .s -.
/" q. that is Miss Maitland. Her
father was a poor curate, who died
from overwork. and starvation, and his
| wife soon followed, leaving this girl
alone without relation in the world;
SO she turned her musical talents to
account and gives lessons all day.
Mrs. Wilson knew something of her,
fancy. and she has been here for the
last two years, helping to amuse the
boarders, and paying some very trif-
ing sum for home. She plays and
sings very well ). as you will hear pres
emily; but until Mrs. Stacey has fin
ished, her nap the piano is not allowed
to be touched" sasr3 asx snllsi ID 4. y
Miss Maitland looks sad," I re-
marked. = s f - - g. a., s.,
SO. as for that" she replied, q she
won't be friendly with any one, but
sits like a statute, without speaking.
Last winter fancied the Captain was
struck with her pretty face, but she
tossed her head at him, and gave her.
self as many airs as though she had
been a young woman of fortune, in
stead ola poor music teacher tramping
the streets of London, and going from
house to house, wet or fine, for half a.
crown an hour aag - 3.ii q
Poor girl y [ said, compassionate
ly ut is sad position for one born
a lady, aud endowed with beauty and
talents" .-lfaf,-tons1 2o,,a. f5t,a s,rn6a,a
Well, so it is" said Miss White:
$ and that is why / say there is moth
ing like a good trade. Now my faith
er rose from mere shop-boy, but he
managed toeleave twenty thousand
pounds behind him; and, without
seeking it, get more respect and at
tention, because [ am independent,
than the clergyman's daughter, who
probably congratulates herself upon
having no relations .sor friends in
trade.P II -sia 1sa4nin :lswoi S15ss @s..r
Mrs. Stacey now made ~hersreap-
pearance, and | noticed thatshe gave
the young musician a. patronizing
shake of the hand, and as soon as set
tied In her armchair called out,
II Now then, my dear, give us one of
your pretty songs.pd Captain Vernon
advanced to- lead her to the piano.
and though he had but greeted her
with a bow when she first came In, he
now held out his hand. She took, it
formally, and then intimated, that as
she sang and played without notes,
she would dispense with his presence
at the piano. ,ss., g- 80
He looked vexed,. and returned to
his place by Lavinia's side, land began
talking to her in a most animated
strain. Every, now and then she i'm
terrupted him with, g Lai Captain
Vernon, don't talk such nonsensei
you make mequite vain" Then there
was the mothers echo. Snow Cap
tain, / mustn't let you excite Livy
so. or she won't sleep a wink all
night. But Miss Maitland began to
sing, and the hum of tongues ceased.
Her voice was replete with exquisite
sweetness, and she sang with such
simple, unaffected taste and express
sion, that i introduced myself, on pur-
pose to thank her for the, treat she
had given me. She seemed, pleased,
and accorded me bright smile, which
at once won my heart, Her Office was
no .sinecure, fOrsshe was ca He'd upon
for,song after song, and loo kedgquite
weary and worn when swe1 parted for
the night.bns 04Is4 81 nofs7nsrs 80 no
II EronlIthatah rstsevening .Hilda Matt
land f wOundssi herself iuneonciously
round my affections In a'manuer that
surprised myself First, my advances
Of friendship were. as cofdly treated
as thoseSf others. but at last she saw
that mine was not insolent patronage,
but warm liking, and then she seemed
quite glad to have found true friend. |
She told me- that all her life, short
asfit was, had been one continued
chain of trials and privations!: for her |
father had, as Miss White said, literal |
ly died of starvation, and for some
time she was only able to earn very
little. so that when herr mother also |
laid down the burden of life, it was for |
her own lonliness that she grieved. |
Now she could make sufficient to SUD- |
port herself, and, with strict economy. /
save little; but it was hard, trying
work, and a joyless life for one young |
and gifted : - - ~ aagas - Teo7
Lavinia Primrose disliked her. cor
daily, for she was jealous of her SUI
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