The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1879-05-06
MRS. DELISLES BoARDERS.

death involves her in poverty You
write that she is anxious to open q
boarding-house, but lacks capital
Please make arrangements for her to
cake Immediate possession of my great,
empty house on Thirty-fifth street, and
tell her to fill it with boarders from eel
lar to attic. should like her to keep my
room ready for me in case l return, and
ask her to pile in there such articles as
are valuable FROM association-she will
know what to select. write to her by
this mail, but as she Is very delicate
about accepting favors, trust to you to
see that she needs nothing till my re-
turn. AS the house is fully furnished,
she will only need fuel and provisions
open it at once"
1t was this paragraph and the letter
mentioned as accompanying it, that put
Mrs. Delisle in possession of the
splendid brown-stone house, superbly
furnished, that was portion of the es-
tate of Henry Whitney, her sisters
son. He had been in Europe travelling
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him of his aunt's widowhood and pow
erty, and he lost not q moment in
stretching helping hand, even across
the wide ocean.
The old lawyer, to whom the letter
quoted above was written, understood
perfectly the wishes of his generous
young client, and Mrs. Delisle afterward
declared, obeyed orders by turning an
entire coal yard into her cellar, and one
grocery store at the least into her large
pantries.
Being well-known, and offering such
desirable accommodations, the widow
had no difficulty in filling every room
lin the large house, at handsome prices,
always reserving the one her nephew
had occupied before leaving New York;
and this one, it was her pride and her
pleasure to keep in dainty order, while
she hCased for its owners return.
Her first application for rooms came
from a wealthy widower, who wished
for three rooms, for himself, daughter
and niece. He gave his name as John
Gregory, and his references were good
Mrs. Delisle found he was purse proud,
uneducated man, a petty tyrant, fault
tfiNding and bad-tempered,b but willing to
pay handsomely. His only child, Isabel,
was feminine copy of her father, a su-
perbly handsome brunette, fond of dress
:and display and pdrvennu to her fingers
,ends.
BUt the niece, Sadie Gregory,a brown
haired, brown eyed girl of nineteen, still
mourning the death of both parents, was
gentle and refined, and while far less
beautiful than her cousin had winsome
sweetness all her own.
Mrs. Delisle's heart opened to the
girl at once. Two fair daughters of her
own lay under the churchyard sod, and
the spring of mother love once touched
could never quite close again in such a
nature as hers. Even after her house
was full, and there were other women
old and young to claim her attention,
she always found some spare moments
in every day to give to Sadie.
She knew well, though the girl her
self made no complaint, how cramped
her life was, with the companionship
only of her pompous uncle and the
cousin whose loftiest ambition was to
reach perfection in becoming and costly
attire.
So Sadie, after she had been with her
a month, Mrs. Delisle trusted the key
of the library, allowing only her the
privilege OF taking out the volumes.
And the girl, sensitive and lonely, soon
found fascination in the volumes quite
apart from the mere printed matter.
Marginal notes of power and thought,
sometimes critical, sometimes carrying
still further some leading idea, first at
tracted her, and then, in many books
she discovered sheets of paper, upon
which in the same bold handwriting as
the notes, she found original verses,
quaint paragraphs, and bold sketches.
She had already heard from Mrs
Delisle of the young owner of the house
of his generous, frank disposition, his
love of literature, his large wealth, and
had admired the painting in the lady's
own room, of Harry Whitney at seven
teen. 1t represented curly-haired, blue
eyed lad, leaning against noble horse
cit was taken nine years ago." Mrs
Delisle said, Z" the winter was married
and went South. have not seen Har
ry since, although he did not go abroat