The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1876-10-07
Ressil Willis.

BESSIE VISITS iOu/cu lOuSluSy Oul HUN
her window in the great hotel, with home
sick feeling at her heart.
81 wish | could go out, she sad, softly,
TO herself. 81 wish dared go out alone,
for Herbert never thinks of me any more
than he would statue set in niche"
Herbert was her brother, lodging in some
remote room of that same big house, and
sometimes she would scarcely see him for
days together.
They were all alone in the world, this
bright young sister, and her merry hearted,
careless brother.
There had been little property left
them when their parents died, and as soon
as Herbert was twenty-one years of age,
he sold it, and taking the proceeds, hur-
ricd away to London with his sister in
charge, only too eager TO make his fortune
in the world.
He thought he could easily obtain some
pleasant and lucrative situation. But sit-
uations were not so easily obtained, and
prudent, practical little Bessie knew that
their small fortune was wasting slowly
week by week.
She knew it was useless to talk of this
to Herbert. 1t only fretted ana annoyed
him, and he told her often what raltry
speck it all would be compared with the
wealth he was going to accumulate.
So she drew further away from him, and
only answered his merry "Good morning,
little pigeon" or careless Good night,
sis" with pleading smile or a grateful
nod.
But this Sunday she wac so tired and
lonely, she wondered if she could not win
Herbert's attention for a little while.
They did not even sit at the same table
in the long dning-room, for Herbert had
grown intimate with party of young gen.
temen who boarded there and theIc were
no ladies at their table.
But thinking of the dear old home, and
of how long it was since they had talked
together. Bessie wrote her brother little
note, and stealing down to the dining-room
Just before il was time for the bell, she laid
it close beside his plate. AS she took her
own place beside old Mrs. Vanders, she had
failed to notice that some of the people at
the other table had changed places, and a
strange gentleman with the stern, pale face
had taken the note from under the edge of
his plate.
He read the name on the outside-"Her-
bertrand looked very much puzzled, put
it into his vest pocket. While waiting for
desert, he took the little missive out again,
and Screening it by an apparently careless
a,ran cement of his napkin, read
s'Dear Herbert Il would like to see
some of the churches, if you do not mind
taking me out in my winter dress. Please
come up Immediately after dinner, and
VIII have my nat on, ana De all ready 10
start. Tours lovingly, bessie,
Ut Is evidently mistake, the man sala
TO himself, "out now 10 recti1y IL 40 nol
know" so he went up TO the parior win
sort OF guilty feeling. There was the
sweet faced girl he had seen at the table,
at factaninu on her hat
She did notice him, but presently group
of young gentlemen came in, and the sweet
face frightened yisibly, as the girl stepped
forward, saying;
"Are you going, Herbert3 Did you md
my note p
"Note!" one of the young men said 81
have seen no note"
ALLOW me, please, suggested the stran-
ger, taking the note from his pocket.
"Mr. Herbert y said one OF the young
men, in respectful tone
81 found this letter beside my plate, and
as my name is really Herbert, the idea did
not occur to me that any one else could
bear the same name at the same table. AL
low me to deliver the pcrplexing missive to
its rightful owner"
Sand that is me, take it, said Herbert
Willis, laughing merrily. Here, Bessie,
You know my two friends, Wilson and
Waters, and this is MIR. Herbert; my sister,
Miss Willis"
Mr.. Herbert bowed, and Bessie said, as
Herbert twirled the note in his fingers;
Cant you go with me, Bert?"
I'm afraid not tonight, pigeon" was
the slightly hesiatlng answer.
"Well, never MIND, she said, dropping
her Wl'tiui eyes, and loosenlng her shawl.
AFTER lew more cateiess' poiite words
the young gentismen wehi out together
but MIR. Herbert fingered. lie spoke somt
pleasant words TO Bessie, and she tined &c
answer HIM with steady voice but sht
was thinking now lonely the evening wouit
seem IN her little room up s'airs;
You are disappolhted' ne salo' eehuy
"Oh, l am 1oolsh, J. know put my
t.. Is always 50 pusy ana Happy VIII