The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1868-05-21

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moody We could hardly persuade
her to leave her room and when she
did come among us, 1t was only TO up
braid US all, especially her father, with
being the cause of her misery We
bore with her, poor girl, as we felt how
much she was to be pitied. We hoped
that time, and the conviction Of Mr..
Ravens worthlessness, would make her
see things in different hight, and that,
in the end, She would rejoice in her
escape, Alas for our hopes Within
a fortnight of Mr.. Ravens exit, Fanny
herself was missing, and 10 trace Of
her Whereabouts could we find. That
her lover had contriVed to communicate
with her, and had persuaded her to
leave her friends, we could not doubt,
but how was mystery we could not
fathom. Mr.. Green was more furious
thaneye He said she might 90 where
she would for all he cared never again
would he own her as his child. Vain
were all our inquiries. Her poor old
grandmother was almost heart-brOken.
What au end to all her day dreams for
poor Fanny! But life must go on, not
withstalding its troubles and disap.
pointments; the storms subside, and
the calms ensue.
After having talked the subject over
in'eyery possible way, and found there
was no means Of redress or power OF
helping her, we subsided into our usual
mode Of life, never, however, ceasing
towonder at our own blindness, hoping
continually that the poor girls portion
might be happier than we feared. Win
ter, spring, and summer passed away
autumn arrived in all its beauty. | was
about to accept an invitation to spend
a month with the Waterses, when, one
morning, the post brought letter to
Mrs. Green, with Paris postmark. The
old lady opened it with trembling
hands, for the address was in Fanny's
handwriting. In it she begged either
her grandmother or aunt to go to her
Immediately. She was in a miserable
stale Mr. Raven had left her aud her
infant, six weeks before, at hotel in
Paris, promising to return shortly. The
poor babe had died suddenly, and she
/ had heard nothing from Charles for
more than month. All her letters to
him had been returned from the address
he had left with her; her funds were
exhausted she had not single franc
She had sold all her trinkets, and neatly
all her clothes, to pay for the poor
baby's burial. She said she was
wretched, but she did not want to come
home home she only begged for help
until Charles came back she was sure
he would soon come Here was new
revelation Of Mr.. Ravens villiany.
Poor Fanny. What was to be done
Neither grandmother nor aunt had the
means to go to her assistance. We
wrote to Mr.. Green, who rayed again,
''she might lie on the bed she had made
for herself; he would neither own nor
aid her" Happily bethought me of
friend Of mine in Paris. We made
up among us a little sum of money!
i'll could it be spared from any of our
purses! | wrote, however, to Mr. H.,
to ask him to call at the hotel, and see
poor Fanny, and give it to her. Mrs.
Green also wrote to entreat her to come
to England at once with the money
sent, offering to receive her until some
other home presented itself This letter
was never received by her grand
daughter In Il short time the money
was returned by my friend, He wrote
to say he had been, as we requested,
to the Hotel Lion dor, in the Rue
CastelIane, but no such lady as we
named was to be found. He then
asked to see the landlord, who informed
him that Monsieur and Madame Winter
(Which was the. name they had gone by)
had been there for some time; that
monsieur had left madame, as she had
stated, in the most cruel way, without
paying his bill, or without funds for
her use that the poor lady had been
in great trouble and distress, and had
lost her infant. That he had let her
remain out of pity for some weeks,
hoping monsieur would return, as he
had promised, or that madame would
write to her friends, which he strongly
urged her to do, a course of conduct
which she was unwilling to believe
necessary, as she was sure monsieur
would soon be back that only yester-
day an English gentleman, who heard
her sobbing in her room, had taken
pity on her, paid the bill, aud they had
left soon after to join monsieur, as she
said. Mr., H could elicit nothing
further. Nor have we. With that last
sad letter the curtain dropped over the
future history of herself and tue wretch
who had been the cause Of her flight.
Some three years afterwards | read an
account in the papers Of very curious
forgery case, most cleyerly executed.
The description Of the principal crlnd-
nal justified my suspicious that Mr..
Raven was alive and at large. ! am
still residing with the Greens. al
ways felt Ehad, by my credulity, unwit-
tingly fed theirs, and had thus beena
pafIeipator in their troubles SO | de-
termined wonld not leave them, but
fill the vacant niche in Rose Cottage,
adding my little meansto.theirs to keep
the wolf from the door, and soften