Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1877-01-25

t&nty snliilngs dozen, IL would be con.
sidered uncommon good tipple by the Gus
toner who brought it. Tell them Madeira
has been twice to China tand here my
| uncle repeated twice TO China with great
unction.) 'and how they smack their Ii ps
And talking of appearance, Susan, that e.
minds to TO warn YOU against another sort
of appearances-the pretence and show OF
poverty. You mast learn to steal your
tender heart against that. Since my
nephew's wife wrote you that begging let
ter
oh, Sir, It was not begging letter
she interrupted.
1t was Susan; why do you call me Sir 2
because, answered she, when you look
so stern and severely, you don't seem to
be the good kind d-hearted husband that
know you are.- III Keep my promise not
TO hold out my hand TO your unfortunate
nephew, but please don't let us talk about
1t. Ii makes me have less reverence and
even less gratitude toward you, since your
very generosity has made me the instru-
ment OF punishment and-as | feel-of
wrong. have been poor myself, and what
must that poor young creature have
thought OF my not answering her touching
letter.
Touching letter. It's all nonsense. oh
heavens, there's the door-bell . It's Sponge
and Rasper and Robinson | know
II was an immeese relief to uncle when
he found that Il was only lady who wish
81 TO see his wife, aad he withdrew at once
to smoke cigar.
There would have been less smoke and
more fire had he known who that lady
was.
When Clara entered the drawing room,
she was at once favorably impressed with
my aunt-by-marriage. who had very
gentle, II not very refined expression OF
coontenance, and received her kindly. and
this determined her TO throw herself upon
her compassion at once.
I did not send in my name, madam, be-
cause feared 10 would only prejudice you
against your visitor | am Charles'-tha
Is, your husband's-nlece by marriage
Not near relation to yourself, you might
SAT, II you wish to unkind, which | do not
think YOU DO
Oh, dear said Mrs. Nokes very much
distressed, and 9utte forgetting her broken
kSglish, but DO, ma'am. | wish to be
asharf as 4 stone
The poor give you so much character,
madam; and taking courage by their re-
port, aud being poor myself, and alas,
having been the innocent cause of maxim.
others poor, have ventured hither'
Madam, am sorry answered She, but
haye nothing for you. Mr.. Noke, my
hoosband, he tell me dat hees nephew is 10,
very foolish, weeked-'
;. Not wicked interposed Clara, earnest
ly. Foolish he may have been-nay, he
was-to fall in love with d poor orphan
like myself, VINO had nothing but her love
To give him; but not wicked. He has a no
bic heart For ones wife will say any
thing at pinch. He has bent his proud
spirit twice to entreat his uncle's forgive
,Jpess; and in vain. Ana now have come
40 appeal to you-a woman TO woman
Hera my aupt-by-mariayf began Gas she
AterwaN confessed TO melt like a tai
low candle Ny wife's words had gone
stral ght 10 her heart, and there was some
thing IN Clara's look which moved her
straghtly.
4 was poor Berkshire curates daugh-
ter,madam-'
A whatE screamed my aunt. By -maT-
riage; then, reeollecting herself, she con
tinued, a poor cures daughter, vas,
Berhshre-Yu'st &c que c'eSt Berk shire:
1t is in the south OF England madam
We were poor, l say. and had been used
10 straits even before my fathers death.
But my husband has been accustomed 10
luxury and comforts, and now that pow
.rty has come upon him
Here my aunt-by marriage broke In
with unaccountable emotion [and without
attending TO what had been said about me
In the least) with, Were you considered
like your fatherI'
Yes. Madam, very like
And his nsme?'
Woodward, Madam; he was Curate OF
Salthill, near Eton.'
mar CLARA mae ,ayar ,aa. ..
In all her life as when my uncle's wife sud-
denly burst into tears and, throwing her
self at her feet, exclaimed: You are Miss
Clara, and am Susan-Susan Montem to
whom lie was so kind and noble. | am
ne Montriorenci than you are, nor half so
much. | am work-house orphan and
-and-your aunt-b -by-marriage. Oh, what
can DO To help you, what can dol?
just at this moment the door bell rang
again and this excellent lady Cfor lady
shewas at hearty had scarcely time to get
on her feet when the servant entered to
say that three gentlemen from London
had called, aud since Mr.. Nokes was not
in the way. would be glad to pay their re-
spects to Mrs. Nokes.
In five minutes said Susan firmly. and
dismissed him Then in few words she
explained how matters stood, and what an
ordeal awaited her; she had no hop, ,n
her present nervous condition, of eoi. !.
through with 1t successfully, but She was
resolved (such was her courage TO do her
best. Il can neither play, nor sing, nor
sketch in OIL said she, pointing despair
ingly to the piano and portfolio that stood
in the room.
But l cam cried my wife. with a sud
den fash of intelligence; These people
have never seen either of US; let me take
your place, and they will 60 away none
the wiser
The next IN, ment the Cockneys were
announced, and Clara gave them a gra-
ciOus welcome, at the same time introduc-
ing Susan as French friend of hers, 1t
was the bOldest stroke that ever was play
ed, even by woman for her husband and
child; but 1t succeeded. Susan spoke
French, which they did not understand.
Clara spoke broken Ed 6sh interspersed
with snatches of French, which they un-
derstood little because she was not much
OF II French scholsr), and therefore they
appreciated it all the more. Apologzing
for her husbands absence, she volunteer
ed TO do her best to entertain them with a
little music. Her hands were white enough
even for a Montmorenci, and Susan kept
on her gloves; (she always did so, because
IL Nas tut CuslOI vi thS NiOuluuDftuCI-
something hereditary, my uncle used to
explain, like the Banshee)' My wife ex-
hbited the contents of the portfolio, and
even drew a little sketch. The whole trio
were in raptares. Sponge afterward OBJ
served TO my uncle that there was nothing
like blood,i and that he would have known
his lady tn have been Montmorenci
though he had met her on the top OF an
omnibus Even Rasper, London born as
he was, had no suspicion about the
genuineness of the Montmorenci, and pre-
sently retired to his birthplace with his
friends, thoroughly satisfied and befoo-
ed
IG the meantime my uncle had shut him
self up in his study Gas il was called) with
a bottle Of champagne. too terrified to put
in an appearance. As soon as the carriage
wheels of his visitors had rolled away he
rushed into the drawing room.
1t is all over. supposer said he, with
an air OF desperation: ofcourse they found
you out, my poor SusanY Then all of a
sudden, he saw my wife, and stammered
Il mean Bella
Nothing has been found OUT said Su-
san, thanks to this dear lady, who knows