Connecticut western news., 1872-05-03

very 0tSllJ urdW Cu0Ck upon Lu0 DdQk for her expenses"
 Mamma breathed quick and short Jeanette opened wide her honest blue eyes.
 "It would be delightful !'' said Miss Cornelia Bydexter. to whom one or two hundred dollars was no more than they would be to the lilies of the feld,' which "toil not neither do they spin." And poor mamma, who knew very we'll that the hundred and fifty dollars at the bank were. .imperatively needed for the already overdue rent, skillfully engineered the conversation away from the rocks and shoals which portended the shipwreck of our domestic peace.
 " Yes, indeed" said Miss Bydexter, un- consciously following mammals lead, and plunging into the great service" channel. "I've been very badly treated; but ser wants are a thankless race. Louise has left me- the ungrateful thing Forty dol lars 6 month 1 was paying her, too"
 That is 8 great sum to pay" said mamma and l knew the pang with which she was thinking that that was ex- actly the sum in which we were indebted to Dr. Mortimora. Not large amount
 
 us shrink from encountering him. Had l not gone good quarter of mile out of my way, only yesterday, to avoid the necessity of passing his door ? Alas do the rich ever dream of the thousand barbed arrows of modification which daily and hourly pierce the souls of the poor? think not.
 "WeI," said Miss sBydexter, playing with the handle of her diamond-studded eyeglasses, "she wasn't exactly ser want, you know, Mrs. Hadleigh more of a companion. She read to me, and did my hair sweetly, and kept all my laces in such charming order. shall never, never be able to replace Louise. I offered her fifty dollars to stay on with me, for l didn't know how on earth was going to manage without just as was going to New York, too. But she had got 8 pack of silly nonsense into her head about some young Frenchman or other that she wanted to marry. Marry, indeed! Such people haven't any business to marry, and am sure Louise will live to repent it. {"
 Thus Miss Cornelia Bydexter rattled on, quite certain that the trivialities of her daily life must possess deep interest for her auditors, for no one had ever ven tured to tell the millionaire's daughter that she was fool I heard her without hearing, although I was listening all the time-the plan which had flashed into my head seemed so ridiculously vi ionary and yet so simple. And when she rose to take her leave I rose too, trembling slightly and clasping my hands nervously together. 0............ ..... .
 IPapa," I began, "1-T have been thinking about it, and if you and mamma do not object"
 "WeH?" Papa looked little surprised, perhaps because it was so seldom that I ventured in his presence to express an opinion of my own.
 "-I should so much like to go to New York with Cornelia"
 "You dear little tkingp' said Miss By dexter, smiling, and batting my hand with her mother-of-pearl handled fan: ''you will be exactly like fairy princess"
 Where the similarity exists nobody knew, nor did Miss Bydexter take the trouble to explain. She was accustomed to have people take her meaning for granted. @
 Mamma looked at me ia bewildered way, a soft reproach shining out of her eyes. I could read her face as if it were an open book. Before papa she dared not say out the truth: ssWe want money fo1 our rent! Oh, how can Octavia be SC strangely forgetful of all our household needs ?"
 "Very weil," assented papa, in his grand Lord Chesterfield style. "Jeannette bring me my desk. And fill that musty old standish with fresh ink. Do you hear child p
 1 And while Jeannette, who knew that ink in our house was among the things that were, futtered into the corner bakery to borrow little out of the stone bottle that always stood on Mrs. Bailey's cash desk, papa went on, talking loftily of tht probable pleasures that should enjoy il the great metropolis of the Western world
 'tI am told that the coming seasor promises to be particularly brilliant il New York" said papa, graciously; ''and only, wish, ladies"-with stately bow toward Miss Bydexter, which would hay, done no discredit to "Deportment Turvey drop"-" that I was young enough to b, your escort. Jeannette you have been long time bringing that ink; but nobody hurries themselves to perform my behest nowadays"
 "Papa," pleaded poor Jeannette, turnin; red and white, "I went as quick as could"
 Papa did not notice her words, but witt shaking hand, and many an unnecessar, ] flourish, he drew the check for the las hundred and fifty dollars we had in tn world until the next dividend day, si. months off, should reinforce the fountain of Pactolus. And all to decieve Miss By dexter, who wasn't deceived in the least.
 Here, my daughter" he said, folding il deliberately and handing it to me, w6il mamma looked on in breathless dismay and Jeannette's eyes grew bigger an, bluer than ever.
 l followed Miss Bydexter down to tn door, and the wheels of the big chocolate colored Bydexter carriage were thunderin of over the uneven pavement, whel mamma came down also, looking pale an, perturbed.
 "Octavla, my daughter" she began Chow could you"
 "Hush, mamma p' put my hands, wit little hysterical laugh, over the soft ma ternal lips. "Here is papa's check; d you suppose 1 would take it ?'
 But," persisted mamma, looking, possible, more bewildered than before, C thought you were intent on going to Ne1 York 2"
 "So I amp
 : "Then how"
 , Mamma, am to have forty dollars month. I am going as Cornelia's compa1 ion. Pshaw! why do mlnce matters