The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1870-09-08

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kind and red and vulgar eounssssnee
came With true lovelinsss, smiling upon
her gloom. How well she remembered
coming to thus strange home, sitting in
. cab yher protectresl
Good Samaritans are Of Ill ooudi.
tions and appearances. This one w.s
very fat and gorgeously sppsselled,
and would have required very IT ng
ass 70 bear her, but she bslonsed to
the kingdom Of samaria al tho ssne 4;
and vhen she heard that Isabells was
elone a1 9; among thieves by the v.yside,
sne came driving up tho lodgiaep in .
!: eab e carry he' straight ax.y. She
had '',lb been . humble eompanioa in the
girls family. She had married :. "a.
rate, who had been struck by her bright
face and her talents for housekeeping.
s Z had first married and then cheer
fully survived him. When tho great cri-
sis came, and IsabellaIs father also lay
dying, ruined man, with his heart
torn for his poor child's future, tho
good old creature trotted off to cheer
''Master Franks" last hours by prom
ises Of protection for his poor little
girl.
"pll be mother to her," says Mn.
Delafosse. "You can trust her to mo
as if she was my own. Don't you be
afraid. With her pretty face, there's
plenty will want to take care Of her,"
And like . true-heasted old lady,
she kept her word. She carried tho
girl off to Bellevue Row. She would
not touch one tarthing Of her slender
allowance. Nor did she resent her
portegee's flights into world. where she
herself did not penetrate. Kind Lady
B. had asked her to: The Lawn
but Mrs. Delai:sse 1esolutely refased; ;
only che would have liked to have sent
her parasol and her best shawl there bv
deputy, and was quite unhappy when
Isabella declined the loan of these
adefneuents. :. .::r- ...,:,!.
= The Lawn was on,y . little WY
from Bellevue Row, and the paik e,tss
would open wide to sdinaitl the stim
mourning figure, coming fton the sun.
glare without, into the cool rivearr1 1elsdes
Good Mrs. Delafosse used to xslk MP
with Isabella and leavs her eafs at the
door: They used to come along thedustJ
road, With its its dreary villas and horizons
Of eaSbs.ges, aud Of smoky sunset skies.
Nieland painted picture once With
this very background, and yellow
streaked sunset, and . figure Of tired
lrishwoman finishing her work in the
foreground, where the mists we're be-
ginning. to rise. The picture made
sensation that year, and Isabella ex-
claimed when she saw it. "What =
hing to- paint" says Mrs. Delafoese,
Who had accompanied her on the occ.-
sion to the Academy. Tho old lady
chuckled over it for five minutes 1t
least.
On the other side Of the road was
The cemetery, as I have said, with its
many arches and white. tombstones
cleaning and crowding behind the rails,
where the multitude were sleeping
silently. What > solemn place it was
sven in the broad daylight! Isabella
used to hurry her steps ss she went BY
md 10 ook away Sometime, they would,
meet funeral issuing from the great
gate. IF Isabella bad been Catholic
'he would have crossed herself; but
icing Protestant, as she was, her
heart beat, aud little verse out of the
Evening Hymn used to come into her
head. Mrs: Delatosse, for her part,
Found certain excitement in watching
'hese mourning professions. She used
70 count them from the dinning-room
window, and tell Isabella on her return
how many had gone BY. And 50 the
sun burnt hot and the summer went on,
and one day followed another for Iss-
bella, and The Lawn opened it's gates
to hcf, As week after week she used to
come as usual along the high, dusty
road, with her shadow fitting beside
her, and her proteetress OF the little
maid by her eide. They would leave
her to find her way up, to the house,
along the sweep, past the elm.tsees, to
the front door. Very often she met
Arm,r as she came along, but if she
did not meet him, she knew that when
she reached the house she: should 6nd
her rose ready g'thsred lying upoa the
hall table. 1T was = silen: love-makine,
80 silent that the girl scarcely ever
put words to it, OF realized very philly
that he! was more to her thsna any one
else she used to SEQ hin watching her
sometimes, bat: 7Niehnd, too, often
watched her: only when hst Hooked che
used to feel a. if she hssed him, and
bis eyes frightened her e he cleaned
through his spect.eles. ,''.,., ~ :
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IaTEffST
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