Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1878-02-28

stephen, and all my clothes we're in
Ems trunk. So we agreed / should
nave nothing but the clothes stood
in. and Em was to be a stranger, in
case anyone befriended me. And so
we got off the train, and went into
the sunny bright ladies' sitting room
and Elm went to brushing and shak,
ing the dust off her clothes, and |
sat down by the window, and bur-
led my face in my violet-edged
handkerchief, and cried q little in
front but more behind
More what p
why, | didn't realize my awful
condition enough TO cry many real
tears, but l shook my back as If
was in perfect passion of weeping
We'll, you arrant little humbug =
said Mrs. Reeder.
And then r
And then,' continued Nellie, zone
after another the passengers glanc.
ing sort of sympathizingly at mo,
went about their business. and be-
gan to think an Orphans lot hard
and neglected one indeed. When
the man in the ticket Office slammed
down the window, and then slam M
ed it up again, | peeked just little.
Then he coughed and came out of
his cage, and going up to FIN, says !;
this young lady appears to be 10
great atfliction. Have You noticed
her p
Yes replied En-, who had her lee-
son admirably we'll learned. She
came on the cars with me from Bell.
efontaine. She expected to meet
her brother there. But, poor child,
she could get no tidings of him, and
in her ignorance started penniless to
return to New York. | spoke to her
on the road, and on that account, |
suppose, she got off when / did
when this little fiction was mar.
rated, up walked the kind hearted
gentleman, aud laying his hand on
my shoulder, he begged me not to
make myself sick by giving way to
unavailing grief, and then followed
lots of questions What was my
brothers name, and when and how
had | heard from him, and what
means had L taken in Bellefontaine
to be sure be was not there p
so, then | had TO repeat all those
dreadful little lies all over, and
clinch 'em, till l did begin to feel
bad, and cried in downright earnest.
Just then TALL fair man of thir-
ty-two or thirty>three swung into
the sitting room, and CHANGING about
was leaving, when the ticket seller
called to him.
'Here, Mr.. JocelyD.' he said, heres
a young lady in great trouble
And he related the story l had
just told him that l was an English
girl-an orpban-had come in the
steamship Jason from Liverpool the
Thursday before. You see uncle
Stephens partner came on that an d
| knew all about it,
'Ob, Nellie 7 sighed Mrs. Reeder,
how could you be capable of such
duplicity p
Just wait. You see | was, as Tom
says, lin for it, The more lies |
told the more there seemed to tell.
And | felt encouraged, because this
newcomer was very stylish and
although the ticket seller was kind,
still he was old and had the ugliest,
hardest, horniest hands ever saw.
1t made me shudder when he laid
one on my head. l didn't like to be
an orphan and in trouble if no one
more attractive came to my rescue.
But this Mr.. Jocelyn was gentle
man, with nice hands and the band
soonest mustache you ever saw. Now
don't interrupt me again, as she saw
MRS. Reeder was abeut to speak.
sWhere was | ? Oh, telling you how
the ticket man told all my lies over
to this Mr.. Jocelyn. That's always
been great comfort TO me | didn't
tell him those biggest whoppers; the
ticket seller did it for me.
AT any rate, when the whole stos
ry was told, and | sat crying sort
Of easy and desperate, and holding
my hand on my head, Mr.. Jocelyn,
in his decided, manly way said :'This
little lady shall come homo with me
to the hotel, where my mother and
sisters will do all they can to make
her comfortable, and in the mean
while little inquiry in the right d.
rection will soon bring her brother
to light En- came up then to find
out what disposition was going to
be made of me, and learning l was
going at the Jocelyn House with its
proprietor, quietly ordered our trunk
there, as she said she awaited the
arrival of friends, who were to Join
her at this place early in the COM
ing week.
Once in that house, 1 had hard
work to remember | was an orphan
and in trouble, for his mother was
the dearest old lady in tho world
and the two sisters as sweet and
loving az you have always been,
Georgine. let En- do the rect OF
the fables and tell them of my stu.
pidity of leaving my poor little
clothes behind in New York. had
nothing but my travelling dress ;,
that looked shabby enough. EN- Of
fered to share her room with me
while she remained at the hotel, 80
Dights we used to talk it all over.
Then Mr.. Jocelyn brought me
the New York paper in which read
an advertisement for Sydney Mar
tin to come and claim his sister Ell
sic, who had come from Europe. :
No brother turned up, and the
little town society was greatly in
terested. In Mrs. Jocelyn's parlor
there gathered one afternoon, sew
ing circle to make clothes for me. l
was embarrassed at that, but julie
and Carry Jocelyn and | sang and
played, and rode and Walked knew
all the Offsnbach opera airs, which
they had never heard. | cut out
new styles of sleeves and hoods, and
aporns and they vowed l was dear
and they should die when my BROTH
err came-.as Of course he would
and want me4o leave them. And
besides-you see of course you