The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1875-07-15

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cane over his back" said Sir Edward.
cit isn't worth while-such an insie
nificant back said the lady; "only dom,
take on airs, thinking all this attention is
for u.s. 1t is only for our carriage and
horses. and our clothes"
By and by, the landlord having made
some further errand to the parlor, the
lady, who was sitting by the window, re.
marked:
"You have a pleasant little village
here"
"As pleasant and thriving village as
any in the county, answered the delight
ed landlord
"Do you know if there is family by
the name of Mallory living here?" asked
she.
! There's farmer by that name, ma 'am.
Mr.. John Mallory-if it's him you mean. -
"The same, no doubt He's living,
then-and his mothery''
"She died some six years ago, ma am,
and it's well, perhaps, considering the
misfortune that's come to the family"
Misfortune?'
Then you don't know" said the land
lord delighted to have some intelligence
to communicate, but marveling much that
this great lady could feel any interest in
the Mallory family. "Well, it's a great
misfortune, and the worst Of it is, it was
all his own fault. If people will be 50
foolish, they must take the consequences
There wasn't a more prosperous man in
town than John Mallory, and, his property
being mostly in real estate, there was no
reason why he shouldn't keep it always,
and his children after him, for real estate
doesn't take to itself wings and fly away
as other riches do. But what does John
do but sign a note for friend, and now
he's lost everything"
Everything?"
Everything turned himself and
family out of house and home. That is to
say, they'll have to go; there's no help for
it,
He's at the old place now, is he?'
s. He is, ma'am; but he won't be long;
the sale takes place today
"Thanks," said the lady; and then, as
if to herself, Poor John! so like him."
. You know him:' aueried the land
lord
He showed me great kindness once,
fifteen years ago. was here, also, at that
time. You do not remember it?"
cit is very strange, but really, ma'am,
it has escaped my recollection"
VulC IL was DClO1C lily uldI-
riage." And with this the landlord was
forced to be satisfied.
The sale was over, and John Mallory
was wandering from room to room, taking
Il mute farewell of the house which he
could no longer call his own, when his
little daughter came to say that lady was
in the parlor who had asked for him.
Every well,' said he, supposing it to be
some nei ghbor who wished to sec him on
a trifling matter of business but when he
opened the door a stranger stood before
him.
She greeted him .courteously, and then
said without any circumlocution:
IL am the purchaser of your farm, and
| have brought the deed, that you may
see if it is all right
He took it listlessly enough, but as he
glanced oyer it his countenance changed.
IL don't understand" said he; and no
wonder, for the deed was made out in his
own name.
so you, too, have forgotten me, as we'll
as the big landlord up there; but maybe
you will remember Mat,' and she held
out queer little purse of netted silk
John Mallory fixed his startled gaze
upon her face, and something in the lus-
trous eyes, the smiling mouth, touched
long-silent chord of memory She saw it,
and, answering his look, said:
Yes, | am Estelle Leroy, and the
same Providence which sent you to me in
my despair has sent me to you in your
time of sorrow. No thanks, John Mallory.
do no more than requite your kindness to
me, and hardly that; so keep the deed, 1
pray you. But the little purse, with that l
will never part"
She then told him that within two or
three years after returning to Canada she
had married an Englishman of rank, and
had been in Europe most of the time
since; but that, being now on tour
through the States" they had come out
of their way to visit those who had bcfriend
ed her in her need.
The dear mother is gone, hear; but
the pretty Marie, she is well?"
My wife is we'll, and will come her
self and thank you for your great good
ness
Not tonight; not tonight; but to-mor-
row Sir Edward will come with me, and
we will talk it all over-the past and the
present He knows it all, and he will say
the thanks are due from ourselves, not
you.''
And in this she proved true prophet
Touth's Companion.