Fayette County herald. [volume] (Washington [Washington Court House], Fayette County, O. [Ohio]) 1860-1???, 1868-12-03

been the snowflake it looked. "Ihia
Is the third time l have seen you
to-day ~ ggi11Ho von u
The girls head, which had beer
dropped, as if for shame, during
her appeal for charity, was lifted
with a sudden start IL ~
"Indeed, indeed, did not know
who it was. Albert God knows
! would rather starye than beg OF
YOU lo .l Fl.
And then the little slight, tbinly-
clad figure, holding its human
looking bundle to its bosom, fiut-
tered and shrank away in the dark
ness and noise of the great, crowd
ed street-futtered and shrank away
God only knows with what utter
despair and weariness of heart and
limbs. lldklD
#al FL
Time hungheaviIy on Miss Edith
Granger's hands. The tiny hands
Of her jeweled watch indicated the
hour of six, and Albert was not
coming till eight.
! Dear, dear, what weary time to
wait, Miss Edith tho't. She could
think of nothing to busy herself
about, and had paced the long par
lors up and down until her dainty
feet ached. Then she stopped be-
fore the mirror, and arranged and
re- arranged, to suit her own capri
cious taste, the stylish braids of her
abundant hair.
"There is beggar at the door,
what won't be sent away, ma'am,"
said a servant, thrusting her head
into the room mYai v.s.aH. aH
"Nonsense, Mary, you presume
on my good nature, because | hap
pen to be alone this evening
Where's the earthly use Of YOU
coming to me with such stuff Oh
course she will go away if you tell
her to-"
"But snc's such a pretty, tender
looking thing, and so young, and
4 has such tired way of speaking
that | hadn't the heart to send hel
away, no better than she came"
You say she is young and pret
ty, Mary. If that is the case, sh'
must be interesting, and you MAJ
show her in here. / am dying o
ennui, and perhaps she will serve tC
amuse me for a while"
"Amuse you, Miss Edith! Coo
forbid I'
What sweet, white, mournfu
face it was that dawned upon hel
4 vision the next moment, with tho
roses blanched entirely out of thu
waxen cheeks with the light of al
womanly faith and joy and hope
faded from the melancholy eyes
with the delicate lips quivering, al
in supplication for rest and peace
And the soft hair astray about thu
temples, as beautifully and sadly
golden as sunshine on new madr
graves; and what an old, old lool
It gave to that girls countenance K
have that little human bdhdle hug
ged to that youthful bosom be
meath"
i "Mary told the truth, You ar
pretty :, said Edith "Ihever sho't
have mistrusted you were a beggar
( though" she added, pulling the lit
tie, trembling figure forward int
the full blaze of light, and then push
ing her good naturedly down int
the depths of a luxurious rocking
chair against the crimson cushiol
of which her face lookedlmore thil
] and melancholy than ever.
"And indeed | am not beggal
: ma a'am-thatis, / have not been on
long. / never before to day askc'
charity, never indeed, But coul
4 not see my baby starve--could no
Z see my blessed darling starve."
+. DownnpndeFneath all, the Yanit
+ and pride of Edith Changers sui
: face character, there was a scale
e fountain of tenderly, womanly fee
e ing, which the pathos Of those fe'
q plaintive words stirred into sudde
t life.
c "Poor thing she said, leanin
n over the chair, and throwing bad
It with her rjeweled hand the loose gol
a of the straying hair. "Poor thin!
tellme your story itYou have
s story, l am sure" go1i -ta|
0 "Not much of a one, ma'am,
IS were the family spoken words.
d was 50 silly, soJy youhga so vain, I
e credulous." She stopped ther
withdrew the ragged covering frol
(, the tiny bundle, revealing a bah
1T face more wan than her own, holC
IS ing it forward a littlemqre as ifthi
1T would finish her story better tina
g words.
s sasTRe Old, old,stdtyPHEtEth sai'
Le snatching the caressing hand fro
le amid the golden coils Of hair,
m though they had been 90 many Sc
ut pents, and stepping sudden
: baek,g with the cold ai9stinct
W self righteousness freezing over fl
l. an instant the waters Of pity,
10 lately troubled to their depth
.ir "The oltl,Yoltt story Alas Oh
lis those four words Should fix such
TX wide gulf between thosetwo youn
k, and beautiful women-SO near t.
II, gether, because they werE so youni
he and Vet go far apart inJkhe world
, dimly seeiugeyess
d, But the angel cane down al
all Ftfoubled the %6ters Edith Grat
We aeg)slReartonce gaiIadFhere can
ut before her as she 6ood there, Il
as memory Of a SWEET story that be