The post. [volume] (Middleburg, Snyder County, Pa.) 1864-1883, 1875-09-23
Pain cannot affect us always.
NJ &C ell 1 an COu- - =
Fortunes Capl'iccs.

John Mallory was returning from
his days work, with his spade oven
his shoulder, when ho SAW n woman
sitting close to the wall, weeping
bitterly.
John had II kind heart and was
easily moved at the sight of distress,
so he stopped aud addressed the
woman.
"Iou seem TO be in trouble '-thut
was what hc said. The mourner
lifted her faco, and he saw that she
WAS n very young woman, scarcely
more than girl in fact Bat this
did not lessen his pity at all : posi-
bly, it increased it, for his heart WAS
hum IN as we'll rs kind.
Trouble! All, yes have como
such n long way, and am 50 fitigued
so much weary! l went to the
peoples doors, but no one said any
thing only, $50 way" We have
no room for strangers. Go to the
hotel. why do you notY'
$50 went to the hotel, but the
landlord was worse than all tho rest.
Oh. how he frightened mo, he was
80 fierce, 50 loud, llo called me a
tramp-a thief bocause he found |
had 10 money. No money, yes, that
was it, and he bale mo go about my
business but have no business,
and 81 | cane out il the woods TO
die alone
"Cheer up, then, if that il all,
said John. "and como with mo. My
mother won't drive you from her
door, you may be smo.'
And john spoao truly, for his
mothcr's heart was Ike his own.
Sho only needed to know that the
| girl was stranger and in distress TO
give her II cordial welcome.
Take off your things, my dear,
said she, removing the girls shawl
with her own hands, 'and sit here
by the fire. How You shiyor, poor
child! You're chilled 10 tho bone.
You are so linl--so very kindH
said the visitor taking The rocking
chnir offered her; and then John saw
that che was not only young, but
singularly beautiful, though thin aud
pale, rs il from recent Illness.
You're out Of health. You're not
fit to be abroal,' said Mrs. Mallory.
"HoW your mother would feel 10 sec
you looking so.'
"Alas, l have no mother = said
the girl, and her toars begaa to
iow afrosh. II will tell you my
story
"rhoro, there, Tn sorry | said it
I'm such biundererl Never
mind the story now, bu. after sup
per, when you are warm and COM
Portable, yon will tell us all about
yourself, that is, all you wish to
tell"
SO. when the three had eaten their
evening meal, and Mrs Mallory had
cleared away the table and had Tux
en- out her knitting work, the young
girl told her story.
She snid her name WAS Estelle
LeRoy that hor fathor wasa French
refugee; but sho herself was born in
Canada, some years after lie had left
his native country, he having MARI
cd Canadian. After the death of
her mother he had como to Boston,
hoping to be able to support himself
and her by teaching his own Ian
guage; but just MS he had found a
situation which promised to bo per
manent, Lo became very i'll; in fact
the climate Of this country had nev-
or agreed with him, and ho was al
ways mourning for ia belle France
He was sick a long time, and when
ne died he left hor penniloss.
OF her relatives in France she
knew nothing; and although since
her fathers death sho had written
more than once to her mothers
friends in Canada, no letters had ov'
or been received in return. She be-
lieved she could get there, and that
was now her aim. What had she
suffered since sho left Boston, she
could "never, never tell"
"It's all over now, my dear said
{ Mrs. Mallory, $50 try and forget it,
and just try to make yourself con-
tented with us until you are better
able to travel than you now are.
For whole week Estelle stayed
with tho Mallory's, gaining in health
and beauty evory day, and develop
ing q careless lightness OF spirit
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