Martinsburg weekly independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1873-1875, 1874-05-30
For the Independent.
LOIS LEGACY.
RY R. 5. G.

ing more than to daguerreolype
her charming face; but just now
she seemed ready to faint under
the girlish eyes that scanned her
habiliments and the large, perfo-
rated dressing box she bore.
~ have no reference" she MUIR
INJURED, s'but have the years tu-
ition in ADVANCE tirnidly proffer.
ing handful of coin TO the Sc
renc2eyed mistress of the select
French pension. The hard, grey
eyes reiented a little at sight OF that
potent Offering, and she held out
an angular hand to receive it.
"Tt is against my rule, but
have not the heart to refuse you
a nights lodging, and by the
morning i will have arrived at a.
decision. How is it that you are
SO late child, and where is your
baggage?"
The train was late Madame, and
Ihave no baggage but-this;" look
ing down at the heavy box strain
ing her slight hands.
Madame lifted her uncompromis-
ing eyebrows.
mo baggage / dare not intro
duce beggar to the faculty."
The girl, still standing, sighed
YEARLY, crimsening to the roots of
her loose, yellow hair.
81 have money Madame" proud
ly,the full underlip curling a trifie.
The class at the study-table
turned to regard the stranger
again: a slight figure wrapped in
waterproof, and the face under
meath the little travelling hat was
an indescribably touching One,w with
weary shadows beneath the pur-
pie eyes and dropping corners to
the full scarlet lips /; rare, deli
cate. fiower-like face half yelled
by Loose yellow hair of marvellous
length and abundance, and the
small hands holding the queer,
perforated box, with its massive
silver handles, were white and
blue veined--the hands of patri-
clan maiden.
A handsome BRINE slid from her
seat and advanced to Madame.
sDo you not see that she is tired :?
Ring for Duhardieu and send the
child to bed.''
Celeste was u Dukes daughter,
and owned royal sway in the
school, select as was Madame eau
pans. The stranger lifted her
sweet faco,a warm blush lighting it
and tears in the weary eyesI'Thank
YOU. / am very tired but"-to
Madame, with a shy pleading in
her voce--s'is ii possible; am L
lresuming when / ask for IA single
dormitory.
Lady Celeste looked at her in
naughty amszement.
81 have the onlysingle dormito-
ry in the pension"
'.Ah I" aud the scarlet neither
lip quiyered, "be good, be kind,
ma cAere MddsmOiselte, give it to
me!n tfAs1l
| mast be alone, l have griefs,
great griefs, / must be alone.o
Lady Celeste tushed little and
elevated her aquiine nose, but
those who knew her best would
have drawn no unfavorable augu-
ry from these signs.
"N'importe Madame!" with q
flush mantling up 10 her broad
brow. "No thanks you poor, tired
child, give Madame Your name
while l ring fer Dubardieu."
L,ois-Von Schonstein."
Madame held her pen suspended
over the register; German 2" she
queried in surprise.
81 am French woman Madame,
but the blood stained the pallid
face again, and the little hands
closed Systematically upon the sill
yer handles of the box.
Dubardieu, grey haired valet
d chamhre, was ordered 10 show
Mademoiselle Won Schonstein to
the Lady Bertini's dormitory. She
struggled up the grand staircase
with her burden, refusing the old
man'said, entered an apartment on
the second floor, turned the key,
then, with low anguished wall,
,she set her box upon the floor and
fell fainting across it.
Lady Bertini in passing to the
general dormitory, after study
hour, heard a weak shrill cry pro-
ceeding from her own apartment,
resigned to the use of the new
scholar. She paused knocking
lightly; no answer, but again the
faint wailing cry.
ut is /, Celeste Bertini; are you
i'll ?n she whispered through the
key-hole "Do you need me 7?
ooh no, no." came from within,