The Bossier banner., 1879-07-24

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told good deal of her life with her
grandmother, but seemed to shrink from
any mention of her pres ent home. The
pious lady who employed her could not
be long with any one without striving to
advance their spiritual welfare, aud
Adele's deep, thoughtful nature offered
a fair field for her loving labors.
"Ah, madame she cried out, one
day, dropping her work, and clasping
her h:nds, "lead that over again about
the m any mansionsin my Fathers house.
l. it not beautiful to know that, no mat
ter how We may lodge here, there is
such beautiful and imperishab'e man
sion waiting for US? My Fathers
housed" she repeated, her fine eyes ELL
ing with tears.
There was pause, and she then con-
tinued-
81 do net seem to mind any thing
now as I used t.. My mother keeps a
wine shop, and the people are drinking
and cursirg in it all day. 1t is horrible
to hear them, and | used to cry out
aloud, and say evil things about Gods
putting me in such horrible place.
Now, though loathe it even more than
ever, somehow, feel as il He was with
me in my little room, and do not even
hear The quarreling and cursing down
stairs"
81 am grieved to hear you have such
a home, Adele. But I presume, from
your working out, that your mother
tries to keep you from its evil influence
And in doing that, she is kind to you. :"
The girls face crimsoned, and she
| hesitated before answering.
"t don't think my mother M ans to
be unkind to me-" she said. "You see
she did nct like my fathers mother, to
whom he loft me when he died. She
thought it was all nonsense, my being
sent to school, and taught business
She says l am above my station, be-
cause refused to serve Ter customers
with wine.
elbow could | obey her, madame
how could ], when those drunk en- brutes
would insult me? They did it when
ever | appeared in the shop, until l
said would die before I served them
again"
You were right, my child, quite
right" said Mrs. d 'Eresby.
"But then my mother was furious.
She took me by the shoulders and put
me out of the door. Va donc,' she
said thou art playing the great lady
bring me money tonight, as much
money as thou wouldst have got by
serving the customers, or return here
no more! | care not where the money
comes from; thou mayest rob, or MUIR
der, or do what thou wilt to get it, but
it must come!' All, madame, God led
me that day to you!"
Mrs. D'Eresby was greatly shocked
by this revelation. "Does your moth
er never ask where you get your
money!" she cried
"Never. She does not care. List
night, when l gave her my earnings,
she laughed ard said
"Aha, the princess is doing a good
business! and she looks fat and we'll
fed. All the same, my dear, you
are travelling down to the wine shop!'
But | never will! will die first, mad
ame!"
Mrs. D'Eresby asked no more ques-
tions. Disguised and revolted as she
was by the womsn's brutality, an idea
was dawning in her mind-an idea
which before night took the form of
determination. She would rescue her
protege. This old hag,swho cared for
nothing but money, would dou otless
part with her child for a compensation
She would make it handsome one, and
take Adele back with her to England,
where she could never be annoyed
by her mother. She said nothing of
this to tie girl, however, but only ask
ed the street and number of her moth
er's house.
"Orleans Alley, No. 81 she answer
ed, But, madame, it is terrible
place-not fit or safe for lady, even in
day light. Even l am afraid to pass
through it."
The next day Adele did not come. 1t
was the first time she had missed since
her employment by Mrs. D'Eresby. A
week passed, and she did not make her
appearance, nor did any message come
from her.
The siege of Paris was beginning, and
Mrs. D'Eresby, having made up her
mind to Lave the city, determined to
seek out her protege and take her away
with her. She ordered her coachman
to drive to the entrance of the alley, and
then took her way on foot down the mar
row passage.
A shocking place, full of evil smells
and sights. Pawn-shops and drinking
dens and cellars on every side; and the
dirtiest and West of them all was No.
8, the place of which she was in search.
1t was full f men, drinking and cursing,
whilst bloated, red-faced woman was
drawing wine fl ON cask on the coun.
ter.
The woman turned and saw Mrs.
ID Eresby, who, with shudder of ire
pressible disgust, had moved away from
the open door
"Aha! what does the lady want?"
she cried, in a hoarse voice, approach-
ing the door. "Has she lost her way ?''
al wished to see Adele Lauve. She
has been working for me, and as she
has been absent for more than week,
L came to see if she was sick"
"Aha! the great lady wishes to see
my daughter. What honor! Adele has
sprained her ankle; but if madame will
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