The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-07-25


upon her undefended head, and complet-
ed the demolition of the poor bonnet; but
she comforted herself with the thought
that its appearance would now be at
tributed to the bad weather having
spoiled it. Nay, and she smiled as the
idea presented itself, was it not possible
that she might be supposed that she had
a better bonnet at home?
So she cheerfully made her way, and
at last she entered Grosvenor Square,
where the lamps were just dying away
before the splendid houses, and the win
try twilight discovered the garden, with
its trees plastereI with dirty snow, whilst
the wind rushed down from the Park
colder and bitterer than ever. She could
hardly get along at all. A few ragged,
good-for-nothing boys were almost the
only people yet to be seen about, and
they laughed and Knocked at her, as,
holding her bonnet down with one hand,
to prevent its absolutely giving way be-
fore the wind, she endeavored to. carry
her parcel and keep her shawl from fly
ing up with the other
The jeers and the laughter were very
uncomfortable to her. The things she
found it the most difficult to reconcile
herself to in her fallen state were the
SCOTS, and the scorns, and the jests Of
those once so far, far beneath her, so far
that their very existence, as class, was
once almost unknown, and who were now
little, if at all, worse off than herself.
The rude brutality of the coarse, un-
educated, and unimproved Saxon, is a
terrible grievance to those forced to come
into close quarters with such.
At last, however, she entered Green
street, and raised the knocker, and gave
one timid, humble knock at the door of
a moderate sized house, upon the right
hand side as you go up to the Park.
Here lived the benevolent lady of
whom | have spoken, who took so much
trouble to break through the barriers,
which in London separate the employers
and the employed, and to assist the poor
| stitchers of her own sex, by doing away
with the necessity of that hand, or those
, many hands, through which their ware
| has usually to pass, and in each of which
something Of the recompense thereof
must of necessity be detained.
? She had never been at the house be-
fore, but she had sometimes had to go to
r other genteel houses and she had too
often found the insolence of the pam
pered domestics harder to bear than even
a the rude incivility of the streets.
: So she stood feeling very uncomforta-
$ bic, still more afraid of the effect her
: bonnet might produce upon the man that
should open the door, than upon his SUI.
, periors.
G But, "like master, like man." is a stale
old proverb, which, like many other old
e saws of our now despised as childish an.
< cestors is full of pith and truth.
The servant who appeared was grave
: gray-haired man, of somewhat above
e fifty. He stopped little in his gait, and
had not a very fashionable air, but his
: countenance was full of kind meaning
and his manner 80 gentle, that it seemed
respectful even to a poor girl like this.
, Before hearing her errand, observing
t how cold she looked, he bade her come
, in and warm herself at the hall stove
/ and shutting the door in the face of the
: chill blast, that came rushing forward as
il to force its way into the house, he
then returned to her, and asked her er
e rand.
"I come with the young lady's work.
e was so sorry that | could not possibly ge'
: it done in time to send it in last night
r but hope | have not put her to any in
s convenience. | hope her trunks are no
made up. Istarted almost before it wa
{ light this morning."
}, "Well, my dear, | hope not, but it wa
r, a pity you could not get it done las
G night. Mrs. Danvers likes people to b.
exact to the moment and punctual il
V performing promises, you must know
e However, I'll take it up without loss o
d time, and dare say it will be all right.
d "Is it come at Iastm asked a sweet, loy
# voice, as Reynolds entered the drawin
G room. "My love, | really began to b
frightened for your pretty things" tn
|. speaker went on, turning to young lad
d who was making an early breakfast befor
e a noble, blazing fire, and who was n
T. other person that Catherine Melwyn.
% 80, madam! I was not in the leas
n uneasy about them; | was quite SUI
As they would come at last"
81 wish, my love" said Mrs. Danver
a. sitting down by the fire, Il could haN
ys shared in your security. Poor creature
N the temptation is sometimes so awful
at great. The pawnbroker is dangerous
o. near So easy to evade all inquiry /
ri- changing one miserably obscure lodgir
n for another, into which it is almost ir
h. possible to be traced. And, to tell Il
Sc truth, l had not used you quite well, II
Is, dear; for | happened to know nothing
the previous character of these poor gir
OF but that they were certainly very ne
,rs workwomen, and they were so out OF {
,e- measure poor, that yielded to tempt
70. ton. And that you see, my love, hi
ev its usual effect of making me susplclo
at of the powers of temptation over Others
W. Mrs Danvers had once been one OF
in lovelest women that.had ever been see
tv. the face of an angel, the form of the &C
me dess of Beauty herself ;manners the so
of est, the most delightful. A dress that
es, its exquisite good taste and elegance
1er HANGED every other charm, and vol
nd so sweet and harmonious that it made
be- way to every heart.
ne, OF all this loveiness the sweet, h
md monious voice alone remained. Yet h
got the sad eclipse Of so much beauty be
succeeded by something SO holy,
she saint-like, so tender, that the being W
md stood now shorn by sorrow and suffer-
tile of all her earthly charms, seemed only
-ow have progressed nearer to heaven by
har EXCHANGE