The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1869-05-27

after all. trcu, the CldCSt, strapped
up his gun ease, containing a capita
rifle, which his Uncle Lathrop hat
given him, with visions of wild tur
key shooting and butfilo hunts.
Ellen had hung her hat up on
hook and made hcrsclrat home. Sh,
was talking to Charley Morton an,
during the last minute or two ha,
grown quite confidential, aud had ack
nowledged that the future looked
very dismal to her young eyes. She
hardly knew why Charley Morton
had appeared at the cars that we
evening to say good bye for al
though they had skated aud danced
together a score of times during the
past winter, nothing lite intimacy
had spraug up between them. Char
ley Morton certainly had an idea oil
two in his head; aud Ellen thought
him the most sensible, manly, young
fellow she knew, although he was
rather savage on modern girls, and
without mercy aimed his sorcasms at
the frivolous, half-dressed creatures
who float through New York society
al think you are acting very brave
ly," Charley replied with flush.
20, you would not say so, replied
Ellen looking up at him With her
frank eyes, "if you knew how much
this exile costs me, aud what hard
work it is to keep cheerful"
The more a thing costs the more
precious it is, returned Charley, put.
ting up his hand to cough. Then he
added abruptly, changing the subject;
II am going to take run out West
myself one of these days, aud l shall
surely look you up"
"Bewaro of Egyptian darkness. 81
And Ellen laughed, with something
of the old pleasant ring in her voice.
81 shall have a bright particular star
TO guide nc on my way responded
Charley and he bent his tall person
down toward Ellen and whispered
some earnest words, which brought a
bright flush into her checks, while a
little boquet of Le Mark rosebuds
aud heliotrope fell upon her lap.
Aftcrward Charley pulled out his
note book, and wrote down a post
Office address with special care; and
there was n warm hand shaking all
round until the last scrccch of tho
steam whistle gave Lin notice to DC.
part.
Some weeks later we see Ellen es-
tablished in her new abode-a staring,
boardy, unpainted pine tenement,
dropped by accident, as it seemed, on
the brown waste of the prairie. Moth
ing moro desolate can well be imagin-
ed. The frost was late in closing
this year. The roads were still deep
with miro. Everything was eonta-
minted with black mud. Taken from
the heart of the great city, teeming
with life, the Buels were stranded on
the treeless, fat prairie, with its mo-
notonous horrison, aNd here and there
a corn stack or an Irish cabin visible
from the windows.
As soon as the moving from the
distant railway station was partially
over, Mr.. Bucl departed on a collect
ing tour for the New York mercou-
tile firm which had employed him
Tie left Ellen what little money he
could spare; then he clasped her
close in his arms.
"Be a good girl Ellen, and COM
fort your mother. might better
have died long ago than have laid
this burden on your young shoul-
ders.'
"How can you say such dreadful
words, father, when it is only money
that we haye lost? There are bet
ter things in this world than money,
though [ don't despise it. Mother
will come up, l am sure, as soon as
we get put to rights and, for my
part, | am of so much importance to
everybody just now, | could not be
unhappy if | should try"
The parting over, Ellen sat down
and cried aud then she washed the
red from her eyes, and went into her
mothers room, 1t was the best the
i'll .contrived, frail dwelling afforded
and she had fitted it up with the few
comfortable luxurious articles brought
from their own city home-Mrs Buel
lay in demi twilight, utterly pros
trated with her eyes closed
"Cheer up mother" said Ellen,
taking her white listless hand and
fondling it. "Mrs O'Rooney, our
next neighbor, has been in this morn
ing with offers of assistance. She
has promised to show mo how to
boil a potato and to make corn bread
Her skill doesn't go much hey ond
that point, imagine but Mrs
Beecher's cookery book will prove
my good fairy, and before long you
shall have something to tempt your
poor appetite"
ut is dreadful, moaued Mrs. Buel
"to think Of your doing the work ol
a servant"
ooh, no, it isn't bit dreadful,
responded Ellen with yiva.ity. Every
day | 'am learning something new
aud quite enjoy il. l have found
out what a splendid thing it is to b'
useful. Any kind of work can b,
made pleasant if VIC go about it in
the right spirit. The boys are very
hopeful, and | see how am going Il
gain great influence over them. Ar
thur has promised to wipe the dishes
for me every day and l. in turn
have agreed to practice singing with
him. So you see, we shall FORGE it is
drudgery and turn it into kind of q
jubilee"
what singular girl you are, FL
len. You don't appear to have the
least consideration for your hands
They will soon be red aud coarse"