The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1871-08-24

hate her for lt. and wouldn't ktep cup
oftcs warm for Der, even. I guessed sha
was going back to her OLD ways snd one
night she told me SO.
Please leave the door pulaiohed, She
said, am going 10 play tonight; aud
doa't tell Dan, mother
She bad never called me mother before.
looked al her
No, said She, and broke down ike a
child. Ne, bat have done il before.
when I've suffered as much; and he must
have medicines and food, aud there's the
rent
You mean to work for thati says l..
What elscf asked She, aud she went.
II was like seeing one go into a pit Of
fire, for somehow began to think there
was bit Of good IN her.
Al midnight she came home, and had
a cup Of coffee for her II was weak of
me to pity her. thought no doubt she
enjoyed herself and did. And She
thanked me, too, and took my place with
Dan until daylight came. He thought
she'd been asleep, aud she never told him.
From that night it began-my liking Of
her, ! mean. saw her at her study.
Hard at work over words longer than any
IN the eatechism. saw her shaving over
her dresses, which she altered to save OK.
pensc. | saw her 90 out 10 rehcrsal, She
called It, rain or shine. saw her come
home from the play, looking Ike a ghost
when She had washed the rouge away
| heard her praying for Dan, better
prayers than could have made myself.
| knew, actress or not, that she was
working herself to death, and grew
tender Of her. Tender as if she'd been a
girl Of my own At last when my poor
boy was we'll enough to sit up, though it
would be weeks before be could walk yet,
if he ever did, and knew what she had
done; aud OIL il was wonderful. The
rent paid and The doctor, and none Of MS
starved, aud all by her own work, for
work ii was | come to know, instead Of
an idle life, that acting. Would you be-
lieye, used to 90 after her. /, Bap-
list, from the time felt concerned, and
then | wasn't sixteen, to that day, when
was sixty, ! going to playhouse to
fetch home an actress. II was like going
to the place I'll not give name to, lest
should be taken for one that used bad
language; but the poor girl took under
my arm was, as poor Dan had said long
ago, as like an angel as could be.
When it rained took an umbrella, and
one day an honest man, carpenter |
think, seeing me early in damp place,
said;
That's not good for your rheumatic,
old lady.
No, said l.
Come, said he, III show you where you
can see the play while you wait.
! sec play! | screamed. Why, I'd
think myself too wicked to live.
He laughed.
Your daughter-in-law acts says he.
Not my fault, said !, old feelings creep
ing back.
Well, said he, now you see her, There's
no great harm--as well wait in as outside
Perhaps, said /, and somehow he got
me in, and saw the end of the play; for
the matter Of that they had on bonnets,
the ladies in the boxes, and acted respec-
table as they might act in meeting, and
on the stage there was house, and a
wood, and sky; painted, he said, the
carpenter, but | thought them real, and
she Christine, opened a door and came
out. She was saying something as if She
meant it, and the words were good, and
she as sweet and beautiful as anything
ever saw, in her pretty white dress, and
forgot the whole, but / WAS in fiutter
between laughing and crying before 1t
was over. And heard such a stamping,
like thunder,
What is it, asked l. The house ain't
on fire?
It's applause, says be. They like her
and her playing. Wen they may
looked at him with question in my
eyes. lie looked straight at me.
Old lady, said he, whatever bad you've
been used TO ,hiuk Of actresses, don't think
IL Of your daughtcr-in-law Nobody else
ever did. Since she came, q little lone
some orphan, to play small parts, there
hasn't been one wicked enough to say a
wicked thing in her hearing. She's as
pure aud true as she looks, and don't be
prejudiced against her, old lady,
I'm not, said with q sob.
Good for you, said he.
And rs looked, there sho stood, court
esying to tie people who appIauded her
and liza Baptist. Well, no matter.
up with my umbrella and poggcd away
applaudiug Lor,thc loudcst and the heart
lest Of any Of them. And ,hc pretty
thing looked up and caught my eye, and
smiled, as bright as sunbeam, aud IL
was at meat me, her husbands old
mother, aud notat the wiiskcraudo III thc
yellow Lids and eyc-gIass, though he
thought 50, that my dear girl smiled ns ]
pcggcd away with my umbrella, the tear.
pouring down nay checks Ike rain. And
look 80 twaut the actress Iappauded 80
much o. the dear, good, young woman
idsceu studying to learn her part, when
size needed sleep, and stitch 30 over her
haudsolac-looking dress 10 save a ii,tle.
the good, true woman working hcr Young