Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1867-10-26

was not'dressed either neatly or becom-
ingly, yet there was something pleasing
in her appearance, her hands, though
brown and rough, were small and shape
ly.
That night she came and established
herself and bundle in the attic-room,
which she was to occupy alone, that be-
ing named as speciality beforehand
"Pm not used to other girls, ma'am, and
l want to be alone, she had said.
She went to work the next morning
and performed her duties well. The SER
wants did not take kindly to her because
she would not leave her work to gossip
with them, but Mrs. Seavey commended
her for her conduct, and forebore to scold
her as she did the other girls, whether
they deserved it or Cot; and MIR. Horace
would have pinched her check If she
would have let him; and when he order
ed her to clean his boots, he did it with
out an oath, though there were plenty of
them when she refused point black to
clean them, declaring it was not her
work. dts no wOman's work, anyway"
she said, "and | won't clean 'em." lie
swore and threatened and then gave
them to the under housemaid with the
best grace he could, "but I'll have my
revenge" he muttercd
And so he tormented her every chance
he got-made love to her on the stairwavs
and in the hall, and tried to make him
self agreeable and dangerous to her as he
had to many poor innocent girl to their
eternal sorrow. But Jane Ward was on
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evidently liked it, but she would not per-
NIT his arm around her waist nor let him
hold her hand while he talked, and at last
he got tired oft.
"She's a vcritable prude,'' he said to
himself, "and not worth the trouble I've
taken," and then he stayed at home to
watch her at work. "What figure the
brown gipsey has," he thought, Sand
what eyes Who does she remind me OF?
! must have seen her at Watson's"
Horace Seavey had not much to inter
est him jGst now, for his betrothed had
left him suddenly with only this brief
note Of explanation:
DEAR HoRAcE-l am going away for week
or two 1t is said that absence conqtiers love
| Ii so we can prove the worth of the maxim; we
nave not DteH separated since our HrSt ac
quaintance, and forbid you to follow or write
to me at ALL If we either of US, should find out
that we had been deceived, and cannot love the
| Other it will save US life long SORROW
Your friend,
'IIELEy"
"W hat docs size mean by being deceiv-
ed?" muttered Horace. 81 hope she has
not heard anything, for l am afraid if she
has, ITS all up with me- She is such a
prudish, religious sort of.girl."
And he tried harder than ever to get
up an ENHANCEMENT with Janet Ward,
who found her place anything but sine
cure. The other girls tauntcd her with
the masters regard; Mrs. Seavey was
angry at her for her independence and
virtue, but could not fill her place, and
Horace followed her like shadow, de-
termincd to make her yield.
One morning, there was Il great COM
motion in the family. A diamond cross
of great value was missing from Mrs
Scavey's jewel case, and the theft was
traced to Janet Ward. The cross was
found in her bundle of cheap clothes, as
well as an elegant ring Tor which she
could not account, and which must have
been stolen from some former employer
Horace Seavey's eye was light with a
wicked triumphant meaning. ''She is in
my power" it is as plain as words. AS
the gill would neither confess, nor show
any repentance, Mrs. Seavev sent for a
constable, and had her arrested. She
burst into violent fit cf weeping, and
declared she was innocent.
''Some one has put it there to ruin my
character" she said. ooh, MIR. Horace,
do you believe it,"
'tIf you will say you will love me,
Janet, can free you by a word.''
She looked at him with her clear inno-
cent eyes. "Will you marry me-" She
asked Simply. 'No!' he exclaimed with
an oath. ssConstablc do your duty to
this stubborn girl"
The man took her roughly by the arm,
and drew her out on the sidewalk, to-
wards carriage which stood there
Then she seemed to realize all. "No!
not" she exclaimed, ''not to Jail. Let
me go back, l will explain ALL"
"You can't go back now" sad the
man, $50 come along"
But she would not 60. "Wait," she
said, and let me send for my triends.-
Oh, can't, can't" she sobbed, so hyster-
ically that a man going pasta fine, tall,
pleasant looking man, stopped. 'What
is the matter with this poor girl?" he
asked, in kindly voice.
otis no business of yours" said the
policeman, but Horace spoke more Po-
litely. dts dishonest servant of ours,
Mr. Wilder"
"Oh, Mr.. Wilder" cried the girl,
''Stuart save ne from them | am not 4
servant. | am-am," and her voice sank
so low no one but Stuart Wilder heard
it. He flashed red with astonishment,
then he spoke few words with the con-
stable and he entered the carriage with
Janet, and the man drove them both
away, leaving Mrs. Seavey and her son
both astonishcd and angry.
"a nice way to interfere with other
peoples business" he said sulkily.
''lf Stuart Wilder wasn't such very
correct man, l should think there was
something in it. I suppose he thinks
that girl is dreadfully abused, but shes
an artful good-for-nothing and shall let
the law take its course" And it did
upon the day of the trial, Janet Ward
who had not been to Jail at all, hers be,
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