Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1875-07-10

.and'by, the landlord having
made some further crrand to the
>. parlOr, the lady, who was sitting
by the window, remarked:
"YOu have u pleasant little vii.
lase here"
"As pleasant and thriving vii.
lagc as any in the county," answer.
ed the delighted landlord.
"Do you know if there is fami-
ly by the name of Mallory living
here p 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 liv.
ing then-and his mother 2"
"She died some six years ago,
ma'am, and it's well, perhaps, con-
sidering the misfortune that's come
to the family"
"MlS1Ortune !"
"Ihen you don't KNOW" said the
landlord, delighted to have some in
telligence to communicate, but mar
yelling much that this great lady
could feel any interest in the NAL
lory family. "Well, it's a great mis-
fortune, and the worst of it is, it
was all his own fault. If people
will be so foolish, they must take
the. consequences. There wasn't a
more prosperous man in town than
John Mallory, and his propersy be.
ing mostly in real estate, there was
no reason why he shouldn't keep it
always, and his children after him,
for real estate dosen't take to itself
wings and fly away, as other riches
does. But what does John do but
sign a note for friend, and now
he's lost everything"
"Everything" ("
"Everything-just turned him.
self and family out of house and
home. That is to say, they'll have
to go; there's no help for it,"
Giles at the old place now, is
he y
''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?' queried the
landlord.
"He showed me great kindness
once, fifteen years ago. was here,
also, at that time. You do not re-
member it"
''1t is very stranga, but really,
ma'am, it has escaped my recollec-
tion."
"Quite likely. 1t was before my
marriage" And with this the land
lord was forced to be satisfied.
The sale was over, and John NAL
lOry WAS wandering from room to
room, taking a 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 WE'LL" said he, supposing
it to be some neighbOr who wished
to see him on triflins matter of
business ; but when he opened the
door stranger stood before him.
She greeted him courteously, and
then said, without any circumlocu.
tion:
~ am the purchaser of your farm,
and l have brought the decd. that
you may see if it is all right"
He took it listlessly enough, but
IS he glanced over it his counte-
nanced changed.
81 don't understand" said he,
and no wonder, for the deed was
made out in his own name.
$50 you too, have forgotten me,
rs well as the big landlord up there
out may be you will remember that"
and she held out queer little purse :
If netted silk.
John Mallory fixed his startled
saze upon her face, and something
n the lustrous eyes, the smiling
mouth, touched a long silent chord ,
memory. She saw it, and answer !
ng his look, said:
eyes, am Estelle Leroy, and {
he same Providence which sent 4
'Ou to me in my dispair has sent 1
ne to you in your time of sorrow.
No thanks, John Mallory. do no
more than requite your kindness to ,
ne, and hardly that; so keep the I
Iced, l pray you. But the little t
'urse, with that l will never part" {
She then told him that within two ;
Al "a l.,