The herald and mail. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1873-188?, 1875-08-20
BREAD CAST UPON THE WATERS.
BY RUTH CHESTERFIELD.


C,2se to the wall, weeping bitterly.
John had kind heart and was easily
moved at the sight of distress, so he
STOPPED and addressed the woman.
"HCU seem to be in trouble''-that was
What be said. The mOurner lifted her
face, aud be saw that she was a verv
young woman, scarcely more than Girl.
IN fact. Bat this did not lessen his Dity
az all possibly it increased it, for his
heart was human as well as kind.
Iroublef Ab, yes l have come
h.'ch a icnE, long way, and am so fla.
ugue-so much wearyl I went to the
peoples doors, but no one said ANYTHING
only: Go way We have no room for
strangers ail do to the hotel, why do you
80 l went to the hotel. but tbe land
iOrd was worst than all the rest. Oh. how
ne lrlghten me, he was so fierce, SO loud!
lie call me trGmp-a thief-because
he found had NO money. No money
yes, that was it; and he bade ne 90
about my business; but have no busi-
ness, and so l came out into the woods
to die alone"
Cheer mp, then, if that is ALL" said
John, "and come with me. Nv mother
won't dllve yoa from her door, you may
And ) ohm spoke truly, for is mothers
hcart was like his own. She only
heeded to know that tie girl was a
stranger and In distress to give her
cordial welcome.
Take eff your things, my dear" said
she, removing tie girls shawl with her
own hands, land sit here By the fire.
low you shiver, poor child ! You are
chilled to the bone"
You are so kind-so very kindI" said
the visitor, taking the rOcking-chair Of
Tered her; and then John saw that she
was not only young but singulqrIv bean
LAul, though thin and pale IS if from
eceut illness.
=. You're out OF health. You'ro not
nt 20 Ee abroad" said Mrs Mallory
How your mother would feel to see yc,,
looking So" y"
. Alas, l have no mother ~ said tho
girl, and her tears began TO flow ofresb
Will tell you my story"
There there, I'm sorry I seid it-T,r,
such blunderer! Never mind the story
now, but after supper when Won are
warm and comfortable, You shall tell ms
iCtell." '''- ''-''' ~" WISH
30, when the three had eaten their
evening meal, aud Mrs. Mallory had
cleared away the table and toke1 ont
knitting work, the young girl told her
story. '-oi
She said that her nap1e was FsteIIe
Lekoy that her father was a French
refugees but That she herself was horn
1u Capaua some years after he had left
ms uatlye country, he having married
a canadian. After the death of her
mother he had come to Boston. hopipg
:" re able to support himself and her
~ teaching his own language: but inst
as he had found q situation which prom
lSed to be permanent he became very
~ III fact, the climate of this country
had never agreed with him. and he was
always mourning for "Ia bette France -"
He was sick q long time. and when he
died he left her penuiless,
OF her relatives in France she knew
nothing; and although since Ler fathers
uesih she had written more than once
GO her mothers friends ia Canada. no
iriters had ever been received in return.
Sle believed she could find them how
ever, II she could get there. and that
WIS now her aim. What she had spf-
tered since she left Boston she said She
could ''never, never tell" "
It's Gil over now. my dear" said
Mrs. Mallory, $50 try to forget it. and
lust try to make yourself contented
with us until You are better able 70
travel than you are now"
tor a whole week Estelle STAYED with
the MaIorys, gaining in health and
beauty every day, and developing a !
'5 oaIe!eS9 hgHtness Of spirit greatly in
contrast TO her first depression.
That John was not inseusibIe +, bcr
attractions may well be IMAGINED and
what the consequences might have been
l cannot tell, if his heart had NOT
been already preOCcupied. That being
the case, there was no room there for the
i9lr stranger, save in the way of friend
snip, and he showed his friendship Inv
bringing Mary, his betrcthed, to see
her.
Curious it was to see the two together
Mary, the staid New England girl.
with her rosy checks, her calm. blue
eyes and yellow hair her plain dress
and steady northern tongue. ard
Esteile, with her olive skin. her hair
and eyes as dark as night, her fGnciful
ldlomahc speech, and her airv figure
which gave grace oven to the worn oar
ments which clothed il. 1t was the
brown thrush and the canary bird sit
,inE side 10y side on an apple-tree
SAli, they got on well together, these
Two, and Kissed each other when tbev
parted. But when Estelle parted from
Mrs Mallory she hung on her neck as if !
II hSu oeen her own dear mother she
was leaving.
John saw her safely on her iourpev
and when he took her hand to saw fare
well he left in it a small purse, contain
ing q sum sufficient for her expenses.
shall not forget You, ever-eyer-
no, not I'll! my dying day does come, said
E''elie' with tears IN her eyes. "The |
Soou Goa biess You for YOUR kindness
10 the poor stranger-you, and your
mother and the pretty Marie"
iu lev weeks the MaIlorys received |
letter from EstelIe, saving that She |
had reached her jouruev's end i'm safety |
ana was among friends. 1t was the |
only letter tnev ever received from her
In course of time John and Mary were |
marned, and settled down on the Mai. |
IoTy iarm, and there for the present we |
Will leave them.
One day handsome travelling ear
rage drew mp before the door of a hotel |
IN a quiet New England village. 1t was |
an event IN the history of chat hotel, for |
never had such an establishment been |
seen there before. Out came the two |
hCsters, out came the stable-boys, out |
came the har-keeper, and, lastly, ont |
came the landlord himself.
\ gentleman alighted from the car
riage and was followed by beautiful |
and richly dressed lady. Bobbing his |
bare head and waving aside his subcr- |
dinates the ObsequiOus landlord led the |
way to the parlOr, took the orders of his /
distinguished guests and communicated |
them ~ his servants Tbau tbara vras /
an opening and shutting of doors, a |
ringing of bells, a rushing to and fro |
in short, tumult as If the queen had |
come.
When the travellers were lelt to them |
selves the lady broke into a merry laugh. |
On, it is too droli, Sir Edward it |
Is the same landlord who, fifteen years !
ago, bado me begone for a thief and |
tramp"
The villain / should like to lay |
my cane over hlB Lack" said Sir Ed |