The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1873-02-21

"They don't need pity" replied
Mr.. Bagley. "Why, | wouldn't
trust one of them out Of my sight
in the store. All they want is to
steal"
Miss Edison soon left the store,
and went to her elegant home,
and spent the evening quietly; for
it was not one to tempt callers, even
for the sake ofa smile from fair
belle.
The next night the long-anticipa-
ted party drew together, for the
first time that season, the elite Of
the city. The guests seemed to
have We'd with each other for the
most fascinating appearance, sue
ceeding to such an extent that a
gayer assemblage could hardly be
met with.
The evening advanced, and the
arrivals ceased. Although the
rooms were crowded so that one
would have supposed it difficult to
tell who were and who were not,
yet there was one for whom every
one looked, but whom no one found.
AS the time wore on, everyone ask
ed: "Where can Stella Edison be 2"
But no one could answer the ques.
ton.
The party was over; the last
guest had gone bnt the much de-
sired one was not among them.
Great was the wonder; for never
was she accustomed to absent her
self, and she had announced her
full intention Of going; had even
promised her hand for some Of the
dances.
Miss Edison had thought very
much Of her conversation with Mr..
Bagley, and the more she thought
the more she was puzzled. "Sue-
ly," said she to herself, "a girl that
can do such work as that, and does
it for a livelihood, cannot be very
low down; it is all honorable call
ing, and deserves praise, not censure.
would like to see such a person,
and judge for myself Ihave moth
ing to do this afternoon, and the
walk will do me good before that
hot party. ! have great mind to
60 out and find her, 50 as to satisfy
myself"
Queer words for Stella Edison to
ntter-the proverbially proud, cold,
fashionable Miss Edison, who never
was known to stoop below acertain
level, much less descend SO low as
this. But she was oddin something's,
every one said ; and whenshe made
up her mind, or took a fancy to
anything, it was of no use to gain
say her.
She said nothing to any one Of
her intention, only mentioned to her
maid that she was going out, and
that it was uncertain when she
should return.
Dressing herself in very plain
suit and with a thick veil, so that
she never would be recognized, she
ventured forth. She came at length
to q part Of the city entirely new
and unknown, but she saw it was
not a bad locality, only the abode
oFpoverty. She was obliged to
make many Inquiries, not only for
the street, but alter that for tie
house. Her courage began to fail
her little when she at last found
it; but having gone so far in her
purpose. she was notthe one to tur
! back from it now.
Her knock was answered by
Amy herself.
q came to inquire" said Miss
Edison, ''ir anyone lived here
named Wnghton."
"'Fhere is a family here by that
name," replied Amy, pleasantly (;
lit ismy own. Will you walk in 7"
Amy took her caller into the com
mon room; but there was no one
there. Miss Edison saw everything
At q glance, without appearing to;I
and although the room was poorly
furnished, size was struck with the
extreme tidineSs Of ofeyerything.
Amy seated herself in some en-
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