The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1874-03-06


there, these friends must put you in the
way of finding the fortune you are
going to seek.-What a pretty adven-
ture it is :" added the lady laughing.
Judith smiled, rather mistliy to be
sure, at this gentle raillery, but the way
in which Mrs. Stewart put it was not
disagreeable to her. IL she had her way
to make in the world, she wished TO un-
dertake il in a business-like manner.
Yes, if those friends of Mrs. Stewards
would but put her in the way of doing
something, life might become tolerable
after all. She had once thought OF
4" striking out " rs she had told
Boone, and now perhaps her time to do
it had come. There was grain of COM
fort in that.
"Tell me one thing" she said, after
musing a while on her prospects. "Do
you find anything in my manners to
excuse such familiarities as-as the
COlonel's?" and she blushed as she asked
the question.
"No, my dear, l DO not. think
your manners are excellent. You have
only to retain them to be charming.
But 1 sometimes wonder if you know
how beautiful you are"
"Am beautiful 2" asked Judith, with
a graceful half-consciousness.
ga friend of mine told me so, but ]
thought little about it then. was in
great trouble at the time. But you
speak as if being beautiful could be q
reason why might meet with rude
ness. Do you mean it ?"
'It might occasion the eyes of the
vulgar to follow you-in that sense,
yes"
81 might disiigure myself, like that
poor Princess L read about the other
day-might not ?"
"What an idea No, indeed Beauty
is very good thing, though its posses.
sion, like that of money or talent,
makes one conspicuous, and sometimes
gets one into trouble. All you have to
do, my darling, is to remain just what
you are, and keep up good courage
Your sorrows began early-let us hope
and believe that they are nearly over
] prophesy you long and happy life
Try TO make sure of it by being brav,
and cheerful"
The Doctors wife having decided Ju.
dith's destiny, there was nothing lef
for her but to accept it, She Thanked
her friend for her counsel and comfort
before bethinking herself to ask wher
she was to leave Fort Kellogg.
$50 soon - she cried when told sh,
must leave the day after tomorrow
"Only one day to to get accustomed Il
the idea of this change %
$50 much the better, my dear. If W,
had more time, we should be sittinI
down to cry over one another. Now
we have no time for tears. / must q
this minute, and send Josie to help yor
pick up your things. We must conjur
up travelling dress for you tomorrow
and something for you to wear on you
arrival in San Francisco, for these thil
dresses will not do you any service il
that climate. BE good child 81 Will
which parting admonitlon Mrs. Stewar
left her.
However admonished, Judith felt
impossible to be a good child, in Mr.;
Stewards sense of the word, until natur
had first had its way. Reason and phi
losophy are very useful possessions,
one chances to have acquired them, bu
they are not an instantaneous gift, es
pecially not, to the young. Judith's Iii
tie knowledge of life had not strength
ened her blind faith, and belief in ultG
mate good. Her reflections during tn
half-hour after Mrs. Stewart left he
might have been summed up thus:
"I cannot undertake this thing;
must undertake it. Mrs. Stewart
cruel to send me away; Mrs. Stewart
just to herself-and me, suppose. Pee
pie talk about love and friendship;
thought they meant something-but
seems they do not. My father [Judit
had learned to say fatherl loved m
mother, but he was selfishly cruel
her, and to Boone and me. / though
Mr.. Shultz would have saved me fror
this that has come upon me, but be lie
me TO suffer it all. 1 am punished b
my friends for no fault of mine. If the:
people treat me in this way, is it to |
expected that others will be more kline
No, the hard fact is patent that peop
love us only while it is convenient f
them. Still, have so silly dispositio
that must love somebody-and bett'
than they love me. My heart mu
break while theirs remain whole.
wish could make it stone-but l cal
not-I cannot Why do never hay
anything to say about my own destiny
} Do all women, wonder, have to be bu
: feted about in this way? Shall 1 q
ways keep on in this way-doing VIII
people make me, and taking the col
sequences q? Yet what would 1 choos
if 1 could? Oh, it is all a cruel my
terry, which L must solve. 1 am 81;
Katie is dead dear, darling, little 81
) ter, Katie 1t is so much nicer beiI
dead, and out of ones trouble. But
might have happened that 1 had die
and Katie had lived She could new
have gotten through this world alon
poor darling, so it is better as it is.
will try to be courageous. 1 will lea
10 do something. What shall it be
do not despond over our heroine for
! morbid sentimentaIist. She was on