Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1880-01-02

!! T"am: the nursery governess,'' said
:: "And you've come just in time, and T
do believe" cried Mrs. Kesler, with inf
nito relief, ITO. prevent those children
from killing themselves and everybody
else: Pray walk in, Miss! They're IN
the dining room, climbing On the table
to reach down the crystal drops of the
chandelier, and playing ball. among the
masters engraved wine glasses, as is
worth their weight in gold, and more.
Please make haste, Miss, for Tn resprto,1n:-:
sible- worse luck-for the silver, and
glass, and china!'' -
Jenny Ford advanced into the dining
room like female Napoleon upon the
battlefield of modern Austerlitz.
,"Children,' said she, ''what are you
doing9 can't have such an uproar as
thisr'. -: RE- :" -,
In five minutes the three young barba-.
r1ans were listening courteously to a
most unparalleled fairy tale, that had
three giants, seven osres and distressed
princess in it, -
When, at tho end of three DAYS. Mr..
Murray returned, tho children were all
willing subjects of the new empress
Peace and order were restored, daily les
sons VI ere organized in the school.room.
and a blessed calm had settled upon the
turbulent nursery at last. -
ssShe is treasure, KENNETH" said Mrs.
bennington. "Let me advise you to double
her wages at once" ..;......
.>'"She IS very unlike Harold Wendall,"
said Mr.. Murray. Gle is tall and dark :;
she is fair and small, with great blue
eyes like baby, and hair Of the genuine
gold. don't wonder that the children
! love her. I almost wished this morning,
to be.a child myself, and listen to the end
of the marvellous story about the green
princes and the drogoon!"
At the months end Mr.. Murray came
into the schoolroom.
miss Wendall--" said he. =.
II beg your pardon, SIR: interrupted
Jenny, turning crimson; "but I am not
Miss Wendall; I am an impostorl And
l may as we'll confess it at once"
"a what3" SAID Mr.. Murray, unable to
believe his own senses.
"My name is Jenny Ford" said the
girl. ~ only came here tor. month,
because Horatio ,Wendall had ,;sprained
her ankle and couldn't enter upon the
situation; and she was afraid of losing it
and so I have been keeping it for her
And please, sir, the month is now up, and
she is coming, and--and can't bear the
thought of parting with the children
| but"
"Stop a minute said Mr.. Murray,
with puzzled face. "You are not Miss
Wendall2'
,:"No, sr; I'm little Jenny Ford, the
contectioner's daughterl'' falte1ed tho
girl; land I didn't mean to deceive you,
but Horatio was in such trouble, and
thought could manage the children
and teach them just for a little while"
"s4ou have done more with them than
| could have imagined possiblep' said
Mr.. Murray with emphasis.
Horatio Wendall came the next day.
a tall, lovely girl, with dropping lashes,
soft brown eyes and Jet black braids.
And wax dol set up in a chair in a
school-room would have maintained
about as much government over the chill
dren as she had. -.
| At the expiration Of the first week,
Mr.. Murray found her crying in the dark
corner of the nursery.
"What is the matter, Miss Wendall9''
he asked kindly: -.
I'll can't do anything With the chill
dren, Mr.. Murray she acknowledged
Il shall DO compelled to give up the sit!
uation.' .,& :
"Pray, do not DO discouraged" said
Mr.. Murray. "You are successful in all
points but that of discipline, and I am
going to confde in yon now. Nv wife
will assume the direction Of that in a few
weeks =. -,.-.
Horatio looked up in amazement.
"You are going to be married9" said
She. .-.......
II am going to be married."
Il TO-" 49,,
! ITO Jenny Ford, your little friend and
the sweetest girl ever met in nv life p
said Mr.. Murray, with earnestness. "And
she has made it an especial condition OF
our marriage that you are to be retained
here as governess to my sisters orphan
children"
1t was quite true. Golden-h haired little
Jenny Ford had somehow contrived to
win the heart of the rich bachelor bank.
F er, and the whilom nursery governess
was promoted to the situation of wife.
Mrs. bennington shook her head. She
did not believe, she said, in unequal mar
rlages; but at the end of a year she, too
had given her. hearty allegiance to the
: blue-eyed enchantress.
If Kenneth had sought the whole
I world over" said she, enthusiastically
2 "he could not have done better"
And poor Mrs. Wendall sighed anG
q wondered why Horatio couldn't have
l happened upon such piece of gooc