The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1878-09-11

as his landlady hounced out of the room
in quest of something.
"Indade, sir, you'd think so if you
saw her." said Norah, lowering her voice
that her mistress might not hear. "It's
my belief the poor thing won't get over
it. Her lungs and throat is that sore
she can scarcely breathe; and her room
as cold as all outdoors, and the water
lump of ice in her pitcher this morning.
/ do my best for her, but it's sin and
shame the way Miss Starkweather treats
her - she's no more feelin than my
shoe |"
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting 80 for
your breakfast, Mr.. barley" said Mrs.
Sturkweather, re entering. She was
generally very gracious to Caleb-he
always paid her promptly, never COM
planned of his meals, and gave her very
little trouble in any way.
"Do you know if poor little Miss
Mint has any friends or relatives any
where, Mrs. StarkweatherP ?" asked Caleb,
ignoring her remark.
''No, DON'T" said the widow, little
snappishly. Then, in bantering tone
which i'll concealed spiteful feeling:
''You and she seem to have grown to be
great friends these last three months,
Mr.. Darley."
"The poor young lady seems to need
friends" said Caleb, coldly. Then,
altering his voice a little: "You are the
most suitable person to befriend her,
Mrs. Starkweather, and I am sure you
WILL"
"Well, sir, I do my best, but you
must remember"
See that she has comfortable room,
and fire, and doctor, and all the care
she needs,' said barley, cutting her
short, and putting a roll of bills into her
hands. "Say nothing about this to her,
remember |" with emphasis. 81 don't
wish my name mentioned"
"WelI, sir, you're generous man,
must say" said Mrs. Starkweather, as
she turned away. But her inward COM
ment was: "The great fool To throw
his money away on this miserable little
Miss Mint, when the overcoat he's
wearing don't look fit to go out in the
street with But it's all one to me p
smiling to herself, as she reflected that
money in her own pocket.
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entering the poor girls room, an hour
after. Ellen turned her head feebly,
too weak to show the surprise she felt.
Chow are you ?" repeated Mrs. Stark
weather, trying to twist her acid face
into a gracious smile as she took the
white hand in hers.
"Pretty weak" whispered Ellen,
family.
"Well, this won't do, 1 see. We
must have you down stairs where you'll
be more comfortable. Is the bed all
ready, Norah, and have you made the
fire ?"
eyes, ma'am."
"Well, do you think you can walk,
with my help and Norah's 2" said Mrs.
Starkweather. "But you must let me
help you on with this wrapper first"
Ellen looked at her with strange
mingling of anxiety, gratitude, and dis
trust in her eyes. She scarcely knew
what to make of this unforeseen kindness
but she was faint, sick almost ''untC
DEATH" and could not help welcoming
it. Yet she managed to gasp out: "You
know how it is with me; gave you all
the money l had last night. You had
better send me to the hospital"
''Nonsence of hospitalsl" said Mrs
Starkweather, as she put back a stray
lock from ElIen's face. "We're not go
ing to serve you that way. DOM
say another word about it. All yor
must think about now is how to ge
WELL"
A tear trickled down Ellen's cheek
eff I get we'll, your kindness shall not
will sew for you-any thing" He
voice died away.
The quick thought darted through
Mrs. Starkweather's mind that here wa
splendid chance to get her brow
merino made over free of charge. Blu
she said aloud: "Don't say anothe
! word. You don't s'pose I'm 80 hard
4 hearted as not to feel for you whel
you're sick, do youP Here, Norah
9 raise her up, and wen put this wrappe
on her. We mean to take good care O
r you, and get you well again, my dear. P"
9TH old crocodilel" said NoTah, in
D dignantly, to Bridget, when she foun
. herself in the kitchen again. "To Sc
Q her palaverin' over the poor thing as
she was the best friend she'd got. Hol
D pital, indeedl Only last night she talke
: of sendin' her there herself; and She
q be there before the day is out only for Nj
l Caleb. He's a good young man, and
9 kind-hearted; there's not many lik
It him, can tell you now"
a 'Will you please put that stand b
! me, Norah, and give me the pen an
ink ?"
's ''Now, Miss Ellen, it's not Mr.. Gale
would want you to be doing that copyin
for him, I'm sure, and you 80 weak 20
70 can scarcely raise finger"
't "Oh, Tn much stronger than wa
Norah, and must really get to VOL
., again. Please do as ask you, Norah
. Well, miss, but 1 tell you you're NJ
5e fit to do it." AS Norah spoke she brougl
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