Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1871-10-21
THE GoYERNEss.
How a 'sMRnaging mamma'' was
Beaten by Fate.


room was a bright and comfortable
place, with its handsome carpet and
gilded tables, and deep, eonch-like
sofas, covered with crimson satin,
and the mossy rug in front of the
fire, into which lFour feet sank as if
it had been streWn, inch deep, with
newly-gathered rosebuds. And the
fire glimmered in the polished CRATE,
and the wax candless beamed
through their ground glass shades;
and you might have fancied the
apartment expressly created for
sweet words and honeyed flirta-
tions, and readings from the poets,
and the various other pleasant Occu-
pations which are supposed to be-
long to high life. But not for
frowns and lowering looks, such as
now disturbed the equanimity of
Mrs. Wintringham's artistically en-
amelled counteIIance, as she stood
there in a rustling chameleon-col-
ored silk dress, with red carbuncles
hanging from her ears, while
Josephine Moore stood pale and
shrinking before her.
"Such forwardness / never saw"
said Mrs. Wintringham. "No, new
erl And l wish you to understand
that il isn't going to be tolerated in
decent society, Hiss Moore. A gov
erness,-yes, a common nursery
governess, whom Mr.. Wintringham
is good enough TO employ at twenty
pounds a year-to sit the whole
evening and flirt with DIR. Aymer!"
al did not tlirt," pleaded poor
Josie. ''He was only asking me
about the arrangements of Mendels-
sOhn's music, which -"
"Oh, very likely" Uttered Mrs.
Wintringham, sarcastically. "He's
very much interested in music, Ive
no doubt. And when you knew
perfectly we'll that Octavia expected
him TO be talking all the time to her.
Well, really, don't know what the
world is coming toi One thing l
wish YOU to understsnd-that you
are dismissed from my employment
this very moment. You will lind
your wages on the mantle yonder-
five pounds-fcr / don't grudge you
the quarters money, though you do
leave in this irregular manner. OF
course, you dent expect a charac-
ter, for can't conscientiously give
you one."
Josie Moore turned very red, and
then pale. She did not speak word
of remonstrance, however, but
slowly turned round, went to her
own room, put on her bonnet and
shawl, packed her slender belong
Ings into a small trunk, and left the
house.
Half an hour later, Mrs. Wint-
ringham, rustling through the well
warmed rooms, espied the five SOW
ereigns lying untouched on the mar.
BILE mantel where she herself had
placed them.
"Dear mep' quoth the stately
dame, "the governess has forgotten
her wages. Well, shan't take the
trouble TO send them after her."
Josie went home to the poor bu
neat apartments where her aun
took in embroidery to do for fash
ionable Regent shop, and told he
/ simple tale. Aunt Mary's eyes, al
ready reddened with night worl
and much application, were quicl
TO overflow in her niece's behalf.
''Its burning shame" said til
poor woman, "that such peOpl
should have it in their power to tI
raniZe over others. But neve
mind, Josie; you shall be welcom
? to home until you find another 81
uatiOn."
Il knew l should, Aunt Mary"
"What makes you speak so hoars,
ly, child?" questioned the eide
lady.
''My throat is little sore, aun
| think have caught a cold"
"You had better let me make yo
a cup of hot tea, and go to bed I
: once"
FfNonsense, auntI' cried Josi
cheerily, 'pm going to help you fl
ish this first"
But the next morning, Josie wal
ed up, hot and flushed, and feverisl
with a racking pain over her ten
If Piles, and quite unable to rise; an
If before evening she was delirious.
''Bob," ssid Aunt Mary, as 81
walked out of her niece's bedroo
with a troubled face, and went dow
into the passage, where the Ian
lords red-headed son was playiI
marbles-"I want you to 90 to d
Caffrey's, and ask him to come he
\ as quick as possible. Don't delay
5 moment, Bob, for it may be a ma
ter of life and DEATH"
L eyes," said Bob, stolidly, al
away he went"
1. SIS the Doctor in?" demands