The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-05-14
JUDGE NOT BY APPEARANCE
IN THE WOODS forming what re.

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1 mains of the forest of Ardennes,
Z about mile from small village called
4 Solenthal, narrow path leads from n
j high road to spot once occupied by
charcoal burners, but now abandoned.
In this was n small hut, of wretched
aspect, one of millions in France, where
glitter and glory hide misery worse than
\ that of Ireland in her worst days, where
+ sound and show conceal from us 10000
. coo of paupers.
1t was occupied by two women and n
: large dog. AT the moment when our
narrative commences one only was ut
home. She was about fifty, poorly but
not meanly clad. She was clean, neat
and tidy, and she piled her needy with
unceasing energy. She was sewing for
i. livelihood
A short distance off on the edge of the
wood, another woman, or rather young
i girl, dressed in the same manner, was
picking up woodan laying il in an out
spread cloth on the ground. She, too,
piled her work industriously, for until
j sufficient fuel had been collected she
could not cook their humble dinner
Presently she seemed satisfied with what
she had done, and was about to proceed,
= when two horsemen issued from the
wood and came along, walking their
horses slowly. One was young man,
about five and twenty, rosy-cheeked,
Il handsome and full of health the other
was ten years older, and evidently an
habitue of boulevards and cafes of
Paris. His pale face, made paler by n
+ thin, black moustache and jet black
hair, his hollow, sunken eyes, spoke of
the man of late hours and pleasures
i His face was cold and repulsive, while
! that of the other was open and frank.
"What a wretched occupation for so
pretty girl, " said the young man riding
quickly on so as to speak first !; " surely,
ma chere, you might put your taper fin
gers to better use. Here's what will
buy you fire woods for months -
And he cast double Napoleon at her
feet.
The girl raised her angelic face to his,
sadly and reproachfully. She was about
= eighteen, Her white skin, her blue eyes,
her curly, golden hair, her simple child
like manner, was something he had
never seen before. Her expression was
timid and yet proud, and, looking into
her eyes, the young man was not sur
prised at the reply he received:
Monsieur, have done nothing to
give you right to insult me. What
you have done may have been meant
kindly, but ask aims of no one."
Pardon, mademoiselle, " exclaimed
+ the other, confused and stammering.-
81 meant no insult. Pardon me,
mademoiselle, l pray you, l thought
+ you poor, and my impulse was to aid
you.n
Thank you, monsieur, for the first
kind word 1 have heard these fifteen
r years, except from my own mother"
said the young girl. but go your way,
or else the whole country will shun you,
too"
"Begone, wretch !" exclaimed the
4 other riding up and raising his whip
menacingly; begone, viper, and dare
= not speak to an honest man.
The young man listened in amaze
ment.
g did not speak to monsieur, mon
j sieur spoke to me, !" said the girl, gently,
with, however, a smile of pity and con-
tempt
Raise your accursed lips to me
again !" cried the other furiously, " and
l will scourge you with my whip"
Monsieur is perhaps a coward, - said
the gentle girl, stung to anger for once,