The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1872-04-13
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love him better than she kncw--I viii
give you your answer.'
IF you come kepFs Goodbye, Alice.
Are you going
why should stay3 You will not
come back, Alice. Goodnight, aud
goodbye
Goodbye, them she answered, proud
~, aud hurried into the porch Of the
parsonage, hot tears crowding up 60 het
eyes.
Il don't care for him at all; why
should I cry p she asked herself angrily'
'' 'Aiiss' All ss',I Szg. )SIlL, bring nj
my Charoh- History. %hank you, child;
but what makes you SO pale, birdioY'
Nothing, father, only I'm tired
Goodnight and Alice sought her owns
room.
One week more aud Alice was on her
way, to the city, to live over again what
had been before life Of torture
cred endurable, however, by one cher
ished, underlying purpose. Her mind,
wasAA6 GqK EEoph t1fdh@Eho had
sasas& Ia E@ea sss6 w Reldom
praised, had once said that he fe ard for
his poor little motherless girl, because
she had genius.
Madame Lie Muir had just given audi
ence to an importunate woman, whose
story Of wretch edness lad drawn largely
upon her sympathies. Indeed, she had
several calls that morning, none of the
pleasant; but she seldom permitted til M
poor to leave her empty handed, a..
she @as A~6ntoEo ny tai Such peop L
were better worth studying than all h
books. From their voices, gesturl
their pathos aud their pleading, s
learned much.
There was knock at the door of Ii
'bfratifRel PaFloF aud Marie, her favor
AlnaeldT $Yeiih H } f.
'Another applicant 2 asked the ma
anne.
Yes, but perhaps it is not best I'll
madame sees her, though she is yd
different from the rest
'What is she like, Marie?'
Like q rose, madame : the dainti|
flower of aG6bfitrE Emaid' said the gi
with face SO sweet that I almost ho y
you will sec her. After those sorrowful
ones, think it would do you good. |
madame
Perhaps it would. Ask her up; L
am rested now
s9sry 'beaatjfals was theyslisht young
cFeatateI Aho'ehtdtedahe baadr nom
ant afterward. Her dress is of pure
white, as fresh and delicate as it could
well be. Upon her head was pretty
hat, edged with single fail CT lace. \
cape as simple in its fashion as her face
was pure and innocent, fell to her waist.
swootb, though well-worn, gloves fitted
Alenalapdssnul sheIloeks4ssahsv v,lnid
had sWzsdygsEya as:sffrtfaqr raFf fir freehness and
beauty.
For some mopcpts the great artistic
gazed deiightedly upon this vision of
natural grace-so pure, so refined, SO
artless aid
What did you wish Of me, my dca ar?b4
WsArkstTFs, Ppd ,Ernrkled little.
Hsrs~ ~eIkessI IwaIg sebeEsl i,h blus She's
as she said, lifting her blue eyes rescr,
emily:
i saw yoR last night i
We'll, and what did you thiak of a,e 2
asked the woman, smiling. PIT,
Il thought--ob. | thought that to be
as gifted and as greasalsgai, d W ould
sacrifics 4alsRost--life itself
.audperHaps Ennhar!' ~.
The womah's s6ys8agiiaered. Her
voice was very low, and'souhadtlas If Il
came from between closed teeth. Who
are you ?ssfie aaeed, moment after. sHoI
My name isAtfcs 6rahame. I.aar
only country girl, but feel there. i"
that within me would raise me to great
ness. have a talent for the stage.SHI
can rccite for you it you wish it. Obs
madame, yoshaye influence; your posi-.
ton is great; your name is written
among the stars-will you let me some
where you arep Will you fnd me
fy2S$ : q hBEsA R eAsfffhe1gp leg r9e q. a
Like me--to be like mc ! Poor child,
are you waa.l-S
lico looi od Of hor ot,r,loJ 1, a.