The post. [volume] (Middleburg, Snyder County, Pa.) 1864-1883, 1873-07-31
MDDLEBURG COUNTY, Pa,


me Just what you paid sarah I'm
sorry" she said gayly. ~ have n
Recommendation from my last place.
But we are expecting company
said Fannie.
T'll allow you to have company
sometimes was the gracious reply.
"Now, Miss lIaughton, I'll finish the
pies !, and Bessie took a large apron
from her pocket, tied it over her
black dress, removed her cuffs, rolled
! up her sleeves, aud took possession
Of the pie board
"See what Daisy is doing, Fan
nie," said hor mother; and Fannie
went of
As soon as sho was gono, Mrs.
I'aughton, taking Bcssie's face in her
mothcrly hands kissed it softly.
Darling" she said, this must
not bc. 81 love you, Bessie, as ono OF
my own girls, aud you must come
and let us nurse you well again. YOU
shall be my guest this winter
"You are very kind, the Young girl
replied, but you must let me have
my own way | do not noed nurs
ing, only rost from the constant talk
ing to pupils. anl active exercise |
told Dr.. Will what | meant to do
and he said it was tho best medicine
in the world for me"
Quite long talk followed but
Mrs llaughton was obliged to yield
her point Bessie was resolved TO be
independent, ani saw no disgrace in
honestly getting living in her
friend kitchen.
But when the girl was really alone,
she certainly acted very strangely,
considering her lnto resolutions
Just as Mrs Haughton had left her,
she had said;
I'VE expect Mr. and Mrs Austin
and their cousin, Mr.. Alexander
Wright, lately returned from talifor
MIA
Then she left the kitchen, and Bcs
sic dashed into the buttery and sat
down behind the door
"Oh, why didut watt she said
in half wisper. "Alick Wright at
home What will he think to see mo
n servant girl 1t was bad enough
to be teaching fora living but cook
ing for II living! Oh, why didn't |
wait Wait for what? i am only
earning my bread. Alick Wight is
nothing to me- she sail again in
stern sclfreproach probably he has
forgotten my existence.
But even us she spoke there arose
in her memory picture she would
never forget In II conservatory
where tinkling fountains cooled the
the air for choice cXo.irs, II lady
stood beside tall, fuc looking man,
who held her little glovcl hand fast
I in her own. Both were i'll rich oven
/ ing dress, and tho house was full of
gay guests, Mr., Turner having nc
cepted an invitation tp II friends par
ty in one Of Fifth avenues palaces
| 1t was the second winter be hal
spent in New York with Bessie, the
last winter of his life. But the
couple in the conservatory were not
thinking of death or change, when
the gentleman spoke in low, earn
est tone:
81 will not bind you by any pro
mise, Bessie, for you will ba an heir
oss, while have still mY way to
make ] sail for Sau Francisco very
soon, and expect to 60 into business
with my uncle there but III few
years shall return. shall hope
that you will not forget me,
Two weeks latter he was gone, anl
Bessie, m orphan. Years of strug
gle for her had been years of success
to him, for his uncle was dead, and
had lett hun II large property aud
prosperous business. The prldc in
horn IN BesSie'S nature had kept her
from telling her sad story to ono who
was not formal engaged to her, ana
she had learned to thuk Of Alick
as merely II good friend. But 10
meet him rs she must clcet him in a
lew hours, WAS sore strain upon her
pride and love.
"But this won't get my dinner
she said suddenly. as tho little clock
90 the kitchen mantle warned her
hat time was flying, If | must be
a servant, at last viii be good
one"
The afternoon train brought the
expected guests aud Bessie, peepinp
from her kitchen cnrLaln saw, the
pretty httlc lady who had been her
hostess one evening already mention
Ell, md her gray haired husband, and
~ tall, broad .shouldered, beavily-bear.
ded young man, who was introduced
10 his hostess and her pretty dauyh-
ter as "My cousin, Mr. Wright"
1t was not the easiest work in tn"
worlI, after thi-, to wait at the table,
and Mrs. Haushton stared Mt tho de
mnre little waitress, whose perfectly
cook cd vianis she was dispensing.-
Bot nobody noticed her, and dinner
passed off very qnietly, the new ar
rivals being foil Of city gossip for
their country friends.
As the "girl" stood over her dish
pan, in which two scsliiug tears had