The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1878-05-17

ill, and il was little wonder that ala Il.
But Mr.. Lillienthal was a gentleman.
4 kindlier heart never beat under
rough exterior. And / only wonder
that he did anything more for me. For
two OF three days I strictly avoided
him. But was compelled to live upon
his bounty, and 1 contented my con-
science by doing the camp work, and in
that way earning my own and my chill
dreu's food
Some workmen after a while came
near the camp aud attacked a fallen tree
with whip-saws. ] would not ask ques-
tions, bat / wondered II Mr.. Lillienthal
intended to comply with my proposition.
In few days the doubt was settled, for
a rough building, with walls of plank,
roof of shakes, floor of hewn puncheous,
windows Of air, and fireplace Of rocks
and clay was erected; aud every sugges-
tion had made 10 my benefactor was
followed to the letter. a range was
built for me in a detached kitchen,
tables, dishes, and stools were provided
for the dining-room, food in raw mate
rial was furnished in plenty, and there
was nothing left for me to do hut TO
take possession and meet my part Of our
mutual contract as a business woman
should
Then I began to see that I could not
consistently ignore my magnanimous
friend. Yet he did not look at me, and
how TO humble myself to open the way
I for reconciliation was more than l
could see. But did it.
"Mr. Lillienthal, you were right
when you called me a foolr' I ex-
claimed, as / walked bravely up to him
and addressed the back Of his head as
he stood silently contemplating the
I progress Of the work.
He turned, looked at me inquiringly,
and bowed respectfully.
81 have no right to quarrel with you"
I continued, ''and | want you to forgive
me for treating you 50 shabbily, if you
can"
"Never mind, little woman; It's all
right - said the noble fellow, prohering
his hand in a cordial way. "And here"
/ taking a package from his pockets, sis
+ the lease, that only awaits your sigma
ture TO give you formal possession OF
I your new business. have spoken to a
French cook, who will call to see you ia
an hour or two, and there is a Spaniard
7 I'm my employ who would accept a situ-
alton in the kitchen as scullion. pre-
sumo you'll want to wait upon your own
| tables"
had no words to thank him. Wom-
an-like, 1 could only weep.
"Never mind, little woman; it's all
right! have mother and sisters in
the old country, and Tm only doing by
you as I would want others to do by
them under similar circumstances.
Never mind"
With this he turned and abruptly left
me, and I retired to my own rude but
comfortable apartment to thank God,
the giver Of every good and perfect gift,
for the priceless boon Of one disinter-
ested friendship.
Again my work went on, and pros
pered as / had done in San Francisco.
Everything bore inflated prices, and the
demand for meals prepared under the
supervision of a woman was extraordi-
nary. And, even at the seemingly ex-
orbitant rates I exacteJ for serving Gus
TONERS, my tables were always full.
One evening a gentleman with a dis
tinguished air, whom / knew 10 be on,
Of my own eountrymen by his style anc
accent, entered my dining-room, seated
{ himself al a table, and ordered dinner
r was attracted 10 him oy a strange
mysterious curiosity. He looked at m'
inquiringly as I gazed at him, and
wanted much to ask concerning hi
J name and country. But ] was so con
stantly on the alert TO preserve my reti
cence among so many men that / die
= not know how to open a conversation
now that / desired it.
But certainly I had somewhere seer
that face, or its counterpart. The NOR
pondered, the more completely was
D puzzled, and the more puzzled / grew
= the more anxious was to know NOR
of my guest.
2 "Shall you want your meals regularl.
2 for a while?" | ventured to ask, in
u very commonplace and business-lik
II way.
J. Possibly" was the laconic answer.
"You seem a stranger here" was ~
It next venture.
] yes"
+ care you from the old country"
II "Yes."
:e "Do you contemplate remaining i
T. America ?'
a "No."
81, too. am native of England"
d "Ah ?"
z He was looking interested now, and
z vas becoming emboldened.
z "Did you ever see Bothwick castle
I asked, not knowing what else to sal
! He started in poorly concealed su
prise.
2 'Do you know anything about Boil
r. wick castle ?" he asked, eagerly.
r, "My father Is Lord Bothwiek's tenau
I sir"
I'd "And you ?"
SO 81 once was Ethel Graeme"
~ Vhdtf"
AT He started to his feet, as though
10 tarautula had bitten him. I was frigh