New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1875-06-27

the Public started when you first sale
60; for that is just what am.
80! am twenty-five years old. My fathe
died before l was born. My mother, {
poor woman. disliked by his relatives anG
avoided BY them, went to live in Hoboker
over there, with me. How she lived, Goo
Knows! but it happened that of q strange
death she died, l in her arms"
After pause, the poor girl went on.
/ There was great military review, an
encampment. She was tempted out TO SEE
| IL. VI a sudden, by come mistake, a ramrOd
was fired from careless soldiers gun, and
~ pierced her through her heart. tell you
Felix. it pinned my baby frock into the
wound, so that they could not part me from
| her until it was cut away.
III course, every one was filled with hof.
| FOR. Nobody claimed poor me, the baby.
But the battalion-the Montgomery Bat
:aiion it was. which had, by mischance,
Killed my mOther-adOpted me as their
child. l was voted billie du Regiment
ihey paid an assessment annually, which
the colonel expended for me. a kind old
woman nursed NE"
"She was your Betsy Myers" interrupted
'And when was old enough vas sent
INTO Connecticut, to the best of schools.
This lasted till / was sixteen. Fortunately
tor me, perhaps, the Montgomery Battalion
then dissolved. ! was finding it hard to
answer the cOlOnel's annual letters. had
my living to earn-it was best should earn
1T. ! declined proposal to go out as mis-
sionary. had no CALL answered one of
Miss Beecher's appeals for Western teach.
ers. Most OF my lite since has Deen a school
ma'am's. 1t has had ups and downs. But
have always been proud that the Public
was my godfather; and, as you know" she
said. IL have trusted the Public well. |
have never been lonely. Wherever l went
! tried TO make myself of use. Where I
was OF Use ! found society. The ministers
have been kind to me. lalways offered my
services in the Sunday schools and sewing
rooms. The school committees have been
kind to me. They are the Fables high
chamberlains for poor girls. I have written
for the journals. won one Of Sartain's
800 prizes-''
And l another" interrupted I.
when l was very poor, won the drs,
prizs tor an essay on bad boys"
''And the second" answered I.
IL think know one bad boy better than
he knows himself" said she. Blu. she wen.
on. - watched with this poor Miss Still
'distr button had got hold Of her, and she
wOnld not be satisfied till she had trans.
ferred that strange ticket, No. 1913, to me,
writing the Endorsement which you have
heard. l had had longing to visit New
York and Hoboken again. This ticket
seems to me to beckon me. I had money
enough TO come. il ] would come cheaply.
! wrote to my fathers business partner, and
inclOsed q note to his only sister. She was
Mrs. Mason. She asked me. cu)dlv enough,
to her house. Old Mr. Grills always liked
me, he offered me escort and passage az far
as Troy OF Albany. accepted the proposal.
and you know the rest
When told Fausta my story. she de.
clared l made it up as went along. When
she believed it-as she does believe it
now-she agreed with me in declaring that
it was not tit that two people thus joined
should ever be parted. Nor have We been.
ever!
She made hurried visit at Mrs. Mason's.
She prepared there for her wedding. On
the first of November we went into that
same church. which was our first home in
New York: and that dear old raven man
made Us One.-Lit!e Classics.