The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1880-03-17

I must help her; l believe she
is telling the TRUTH she said, turn
ing to her companion, who, with
toss Of her head, said:
Very well-I came out to buy
not to be sold,' and passed on.
Where do you live, child :?
Eme asked.
Not far. Will you come ? You
will know then
Eme followed the little form as
she hurried, shivering, along sew
eral squares to a row of small but
decent looking houses. Opening
the door she led her friend up the
stairs to a small, almost empty
room. Tears sprang to Eme's
eyes as she saw the pale face 80
wasted and full of suffering. Efie
listened to her story, and then
bidding the child to stay with her
mother, she started off.
In less than half an hour she
was back again, with q strong,
pleasant looking woman, bringing
basket we'll filled with things
Eme thought the best for the sick
woman.
A fire was soon started in the
little CRATE; a cup Of tea and toast
were placed before the mother
Nell started down stairs to beg
their landlady to let the girl broil
O piece Of steak on her FIRE. From
the basket Efie took a pair OF
shoes and warm stockings for lit
tie Nell. When the dear, good
girl had made them comforta
bic, she placed the balance Of her
money in the woman's hand, tell
ing her that she must take it to
buy medicine with. And then
she went to find her a doctor, and
sent him where she had been.
Willingly he went, bless his kind
heart, feeling never better paid
than when having chance to
help Gods needy ones.
And that's where the moneys
gone p said Mrs. Fair!eigh, that
afternoon, when Efie told her
story Of the sick woman and poor,
half-naked child.
Yes, mother; and [ hope you
are not hurt about it. I'm not
going to ask for any more. l
don't care about the pink dress
now,' Eme said, looking doubtful
ly at her mother.
Dear child, I am not hurt about
it, but you were so happy when
you went off to spend your
money
oh, yes, mother; but oh J | am
happier now indeed I am. Just
think how much my money has
done
But their names, my child
you have not told me that
Why, hers is Eleanor Fenton,
and Nell, her little child
Scarcely had she uttered these
words when a quick step crossed
Mr.. Stewart's room; his door
opened, and without knock
theirs, too.
Take me to them = Mr.. Stewart
cried. They are mine-my child
and hers! God bless you Efie, fol
what you have done! Now come
with me quickly, do!
An hour had hardly passed
when a carriage rolled up to Mrs
Fairleigh's door, and soon after
Mr.. Stewart came in bearing in
his arms his daughter. Gently
be placed her in his armchair, be
fore the brightly burning fire, anc
then turning to Ef6e, be said:
will you stay and take care O.
them while speak to your mo
therr
Never in the world was wo
man so taken by surprise as Mrs
Fairleigh, when, meeting her II
the hall, Mr.. Stewart said, taking
her hand and drawing her intt
her own room
Mrs. Fairleigh, if l had had :
cheerful heart, I should hav'
offered it to you long ago. But
could not think OF casting niy
gloom over you. Now [ am re
lieved, and will be happy it yo'
will just say yes to my question
can you care enough for me t.
marry me? Ny poor daughte
wants a mothers care, and Eli