Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1877-06-02
CHAPTER III.


Maggie was twenty years old when her fathef
died, and the creditors, did pounce down,
and she and her mother were sold out. Mrs.
Dunlop was offered home in London by sis
ter who was well off aud bad tempered, and it
was thankfully accepted. Maggie was informed
that she must get her own living, which being
precisely Maggie's own opinion as well as in
tention, she advertised for isituation as gov
erness. Now, Maggie had very modest idea
of her own merits, and therefore only asked for
twenty-five pounds year and comfortable
home, so no less than five answers came to her
announcements that she could teach English
French, music and the rudiments of drawing
One of these answers came from Woolwich
and stated that Mrs Marshall required a
governess for her three little girls
Mrs. Marshall was stiffnecked sort of woman
and stared at poor little Maggie (who looked al
most as childlike and twice as pretty as eyer)
through double gold glasses. Colonel Mar
shall, her husband, was a nice old man, with o
bald head and an iron gray mustache, and there
was grown up daughter, a Miss Patterson,
Mrs Marshall's daughter bysher first husband.
who was really the mistress of the establish
ment for Maria Patterson had a strong will,
and she was an heiress. GA very nasty
heiress too" poor Maggie thought, and she was
right, for Maria was skinny, and thought her.
self sarcastic, and always said nasty things to
people who did not dare say them back again
One evening, when Maggie had been about
q year at Woolwich, and she was sitting alone
in her school-room as usual, for her pupils had
just said goodnight and been delivered up to
the tender merces of their nurse Miss Patter-
son walked in very much dressed and rather
flushed and excited.
"Miss Dunlop" she said, eve shall have a
few friends this evening, and know one or
two of them like an impromptu dance will you
be ready to come into the drawing-room and
Dlay. If we SlOuld want Won ?l
81 fear cannot play dance music very well /;
/ never keep time, said Maggie.
Yes, | feared so, and thought would come
and tell you, so that you might practice for
an hour or two till after dinner !" and she sailed
out of the room, evidently considering the
matter settled and Maggie meekly proceeded
to practice the Mabel Waltz and the Flick and
Flock Galop Then she put on her shabby
black evening gown, and stuck spray of white
flowers into her golden hair and waited pa
tiently for summons, hoping she would wait
in vain. 1t very soon came, and with roll OF
music under her arm, flush on her innocent
frightened face and a scared, almost hunted
expression in her eyes, she descended and
timidly opened the drawing room door, and
there stood still for moment staring in as
tonishment at the scene before her. There sal
the heress with an eager, pleased expression or
her face, and leaning over her. talking and
laughing, and more handsome than ever, and
sunburnt and soldierly looking, was AliC
Granger. There was no mistaking him. The
color rushed to Maggie's face, as if to say O
hurried goodbye and then left it altogether
She recovered her self possession, however
and walked with what she flattered herself wai
great dignity toward the piano. She felt rather
than saw him raise his head and look at her, ant
the next moment he was by her side.
"Magge-my dear Maggie Why, fame,
you being here where did you come from