The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1874-04-11
perhaps Julie may not have had time
'Nonuonse T. cried tho spoiled beauty.


Thine, indeed 4 Il is her business and
if iahe don tsend IL home this afternoon. !.
Rils give my tlnting and lauudry-vork'
to some one else | Tell her so for: 1 GER,
itainly ahalI mot wait upon the con !.
yenience Of Madernoiscllo j ulie Repoux,
or any other washer. womanP a.i ap;
So Melicent returned to her novel,
while Hester, dressed in gray, like a
sober little nun, sallied forth, with
" ellfilled baak.t on her arm, upon the
errand Of Mercy to No. 13 Molynoux
Street. l
1t 10 dismal little street. thought
Hester, 'nnd dismal little house, L
wonder how people endure to live in
ouch places alwaysT "d
Pushing open the door, which always
stood ajar. Heater ascendcd the un
carpetcd stairs. eA
Ilt'Does Mies Renoux live hare p she
asked OFFS slatternly girl who was to Ill
ing up atairs with pail of water.
'Yes, mum, she do replied the girl, !,
refreshing her eyes q good stare at the
visitor. Third floor, front room, miss
And following these directions Hes.
ter Atheling Knocked at the door.
julie Renoux herself opened it. He's
ter knew her well by sighs-a pretty,
slight girl, with great black eyes, trans
parcutly fair skin, aud pleasant, smis-
ing mouth. Raa
Miss Athoiin p she cried. sOh, I
am so sorry about Miss Meliceut's dress;
but our Estelle lies 80 i'll. Look f.
And with true French gesture she
pointed to the ahadowy, coloresH young
creature, who lay, supported by pillows,
on the bed at the farther side of the
room.
She can hardly breathe, at times,
whispered Julie, ne Hester stood in
plying silence. i have to fan her by
the hour. Once-twice-I began on
Miss Mcliccnt's dress; but abe. called G,
me. 'Iulic she said in her poor, faint.
Syoice.7sI u shsal ndt be Will yol sloas.
Do not leave now
Aud the tears streau,ed down jules
cheeks, answered by brigh. drops on
Hester Athcling's own lashes.
kneeling quietly dawn by the bod
Side, she unpackcd her few little trea
sures of wine. jelly aud fruit
Perhaps yeu can taste Of thsse
Eselle,' said she, kindly. will you
let me pare an orange, and cut off few
white grapes r
Estelle looked gratefully up.
They arc beautiful 7 she faltered
and am 80 much oblige, mademoiselle;
but my throat ia SO bad that 1 can
swallow but little. By.and. by, perhaps
and in the meantime, leave them on
the table. They are like pretty pic
ture to my eye.'
'Ah! sighed Julie, we poor folks
cannot buy such things. The landlord
clamers for rent, the grocer will not
send starch or coal until the back bills
are paid. Aud yet-the poor must
live !
Julie said Hester, drawing hor
aside, my sister wants her dress to-
night
Il, is n OF possible said Julie. Look
there !! and she pointed to the dying
girl.
Hester hesitated. She knew how
despotic and obstinate tho beautiful soft
eyed Meliceut could be. She saw the
full vretohedness of the poverty in
which these poor young foreigners
dwelt.
jnlie,' said she, you are right. D."
not leave poor Estslle while she lives.
But the dress must be completed aud
sent home to night
How p t#z
'Whero are your irons? Bring out
tho tablet will do the dress.'
You Miss Hester 2
Yes, l. Why not? I will promise
you to be very quiet and not disturb
Es,olle; and my sister will never know
that you were not the laundress. For
Melicent is very capriciouS and willtul
and if you disappoint her, she would
probably take away hsr custom. Quick |!
give me the irons!