The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1880-04-30
Under FALSE COLORS.

flee TO say il was some where in that
boundlesS tout west and it ran through
a wild, Indian-infested country, where
fever and ague, and raids from the say
ages were uncOmtOrtably familiar evils.
Among the small army of employees was
John Marshall Il civil engineer, in charge
of n section in one of the widest portions
of the line. But he was young, fresh from
college, and hard work and terrors had
no dangers for him.
John Marshall sat one day in the rude
log hut which constituted his office"
examining plans, making out requisi-
tions, etc, when ii shadow across his pa
per caused him to look up. In the door
way stood bOyish fellow of apparently
eighteen or twenty with smooth face,
fresh complexion, curly hair, and some
what cffeminate III form and figure. In
response to Marshall's inquiring look, he
said; 81 have called upon you, sir, hop
ing TO get work"
"Well, we are full just now in the sec
tion," was the dIscouraging reply.
"What can you dog"
Il can write, keep accounts, or do
something of that kind better than any
thing else; but l will do anything
that"
Il see. You haven't been used to very
hard work, as your hands show"
mo, sir; but if you Will only try me,
l am sure you viii find me willing. /
am very anxious TO get work"
But what sent you TO this outlandish
place to find it?'
The young man cOlorcd, but made no
reilly; :, ,,,,.,,,.,, ,,.-,...,,
that's your own affair, not mine. l can't
offer YOU anything in the way of work,
because you don't seem qualified for Sc
we're manual labor. | want a clerk-an
assistant--bad enough; but the compa-
ny wOuldn't pay you if | should engage
you"
THAT doesn't matter" said the young
applicant. IF you could only give me
board and lodging for a few months
would gladly stay"
Very well. On those terms engage
you. But what is your name:"
Frank Burroughs, sir"
So Frank was engaged To assist John
Marshall, and he soon proved himself
valuable aid. Educated, quick and
ready, he soon made himself indispensa-
BILE in various ways.
months passed, and that portion of
the railroad drew near completion. In
the meantime Frank and John had be-
come fast friends. They were insepara-
bic companions, and deeper than Ordi-
nary liking seemed to have sprung up
between them.
Frank" said John Marshall one day,
"our section will be completed this week
and then cur employment here will be
at an end. What do you propose doing g"
81 don't know" and the youth hung
his head sorrowfully.
''As for me-" continued John, 81 am
going home for a months vacation, and
oh lnl fIn0V MIA 70
you 90 with me. In fact / must insist
upon it, form spite of your almost
girlish ways-I should be lost without
your society,""
Frank remained silent, seemingly OPP
pressed with a sorrow of some kind.
You don't seem in good spirits to-
day" said John, rallying.
mo; l am very sad, indeed"
Twill you tell me why?"
at would involve long story, and a
confession; one that requires a sacrifice
of selfrespect to make"
But We are friends"
Yes, and feel that you have right
TO know. So listen with all the patience
you can. Away down in one of the love
~ valleys that dot our beautiful New
York state, situated near the headwaters
of the Mohawk, there lived few years
ago n man named Lamport, with a fami-
ly consisting of wife and one child, a
| girl. Mr.. Lamport had once been a
| prominent merchant of New York; but
| meeting with heavy losses in his bust.
ness through wild speculations, he had
sold out, and with the remnant of his
fortune had settled in the valley l have
| Just mentioned. Here he resolved to be.
gin the world anew. Possessed of wife
who sympathised with him IN all his
| fri l tn n a- Ia
have done.
But one child had blessed their un
ion, little Fanny; at this time about
| eleven years of age. In her, all the par
| ents' love was conferred. Mr.. Lampori
had been ut his new vocation about three
years, and was in a fair way to retrieve
the losses he had met with in his mcr
| camille career.
"The little valley was but a few miles
| in length, but little more than a mile in
width, surrounded on all sides by high
mountains, thlckly wooded. But few
other families had their residence in the
valley. The scarcity of neighbors, how
ever, did notcause Mrs. Lamport to have
any vain longings for the society in
which she had been reared. Her nature
was not of an ambitious turn. While
her family possessed health, and the vol
| was kept from the door, she would never
complain, but would always be loving
and fitting helpmate to her husband
Mr.. Lamport was fully conscious of the
treasure he possessed in his wife, and
they were happy indeed
Thus things went well for time
and then calamity came. Both Mr.. and
Mrs. LampOrt suddenly died, leaving
Fanny alone, and almost penniless
i Paralyzed with grief the poor girl knew
not what to do. The neighbors kindly
came forward TO assist her, and with !
hundred dollars in her pocket, she wenl
10 a relative in New YOrk-a widow lady
named PlessleY. She was not a hand
some woman; she was not particularly
rich; she was not certainly over thirty
Those who merely saw her wonderered
at the immense popularity she enjoyed
but those who knew her Intimately, per
fectly understood her destinations. Mrs
| Plessley possessed most brilliant intel
lect spoke several languages, had read
everything that was to be read, and could
talk ON any subject in the world, from
the most abstruse theological creed tC
the slightest pirouette Of the black crook
dance She was the most amusing wo
men in New YOrk. Her conversation
was like the corruscatiOns of brilliant
FIRE works so dazzling that it was almost
impossible TO analyZe it; but those who
had selfpossession enough to close theil
eyes against the flashing light saw In
her thOughtlessness and carelessness fol