The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1879-05-15
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woman. bot possible client, my heart
warmed toward The new conner Only
last week ! asked her bow she came to
TAX 50 freely 10 ne that morning long
ago. She answered The trnth Is, Char
/ he, suppose bad got 50 hungry for
/ kindness, aud 50 Tired Of keeping lbings
/ r. myself, thsi when saw somebody
I who looked a. Il he. didn't mean TO take
advantage Of me, e1uldnt help taking
| was Ike the earth when Il has been
frozen by long winter, aud feels at last
somehow that j i spring. think felt
as lbe ice does when the warm air sets il
I raining.
| remembered the anxious, lonely,
csreworn look which has quite vanished
from the dear face now, and thanked
God that she had been my first client II
she bad come in the busy days when
clients bad grown plenty she might have
found 10 me more Of winter than oi sum
mer. Only yesterday, when a woman
entered the office, ! said TO myself, Wo-
men-eyerlasting takers - never know
their own minds, always think everybody
/ ia going 10 cheat them. But vivid
memory checked the thought, | hope,
before glance had disclosed 1t. When
ever The sefi.hness Of age begins to chill
in me The generous sympathies OF youth,
may some good angel move me TO look
into Myrs's eyes.
came, said my first client, to see you
about my daughter Myra's house. lfs
ali she has; the tenant don't like TO pay
the renl-we've been greatly bothered
about it-aud now Mr.. slickney says
he'll sue me for libel II say word
about money Myra don't want any fuss
IN court, so thought I'd just step in and
ask you what we had better do, seeing
you are lawyer and we're two lone
women.
Sit down, ma'am, said; my mother
was widow. will help you If can;
let me hear your story.
She took the pro1ered chair, and The
tired expression slowly faded from her
face as she proceeded; Ny name is Mrs.
Couus. I've kept boarding.house off and
on mostly on-ior nigh fifteen years. 1t
may have been my bad luck, but it has
always been a hard life for me, trying to
please every body and make one dollar
oyertake another 10 band What with
my heart in my mouth on account of fish
bones and children, and people turning
up their noses at my butter and hemming
and having about the price OF board, and
high.hyers clearing out aud forgetting to
pay, and napkins always falling short,
and good cooks getting drunk, and bad
ones dropping hair 10 the soup and send
Ing in the mutton raw, l've been so
badgered and worried that il would often
have been a reliet to 90 away for an hour,
If only to have tooth pulled.
1t seemed as il you were the whole
world to your mother, didn't III but
somehow boy can't be so near as a girl;
girl is always at your apron strings. AT
night, when the dishes were washed and
everything settled down, there was Myra
always sweet and innocent looking. Did
you ever see brown, scaly root like an
onionI that's me; and did you ever see
the pure white lilly that grew out Of il?
that's Myra. She was like her father that
has been in heaven many year-where
your mother is, When night came ii Just
rested me TO look at her. She trotted up
and down stairs aud along the pavement
after me as busy as bee, but you'd
thought, TO see her asleep, she had been
playing in Paradise oil day aud dreaming
OF heaven all night Ste was the real
conteated kind. was willing TO work
my fingers to the bone for Myra. Every
body loved the child when she was little,
and they loved her more as she grew
bigger. She was tipiop st her lessons
she did ber sums beautiful aud sang like
bird Sometimes | used TO think
ought TO teach her about homework and
such like. But girls, if they live long
enough, are pretty sure TO have heart
breaking time somewhere, somehow so
| did my potwalIoping myself, and let
my bit Of sunshine take II easy while she
could. don't say ! ought to have done
just so; only say did. Myra wasn't
one to scnfile through the world rs
could. SO, like the wind from the garden
bed, my pet eame and went through the
house as she pleased aud made every body
glad that looked npon her
Welll Mrs. Street lived opposite us.
Mr.. Street had the biggest store, filled
with silks aud ssiins, aud be kad no end
Of money 10 the bank His son Frank
used TO walk to school with my Myrs and
carry her books aud slate can't re-
member when they were FIRST sweet on
each other. might have known how il
would sl end IL was not natural that
rich folks should want their only son to
marry girl who had not cent and
whose mother kept a boarding-honse.
Always liked Frank, though, be had such
straightforward eyes. And Mrs. Street
used 10 ask Myfa TO tea every once In a
while-jusl ou Aeeount Of Frank, you
know. Why, | watched those two just
AZ would children playing jackstraws,
they did have such good time.
| one day, before began 10 think Of
such ,hing (MyrA had jast pa, on long
dresses), Frank came TO me, as shame
/ faced as girl, and real manly looking,
TOO, and be said, Mrs. Coa,is, ! want
Myla FOR my wife, and III try md take
good care Of her. What could sayl Mt.
Frank, III give yon 50 answer tomorrow,