The Indianapolis leader. (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1879-1890, 1881-12-03
/ might sell of the meadow to old Storm,
and send my only girl away in good shape;
nut il will snOil the farm and hate To y

ner OF the Darn on al ola grlhdstOne, Wnlcl
Salie had often turned for him. He 50
there long time to overcome his selfish
ness; and at last, as he heard the girls ring
ing voice calling him to supper, he rose up
saving, shes my only girl; ard she shall
have u ci ance, come what will"
The boys were delighted. They wer,
proud of SalIie, and quite sure she would de
herself and the family credit. To be sure
Toms pride was hurt when he heard che
was ut work in the mill ut Glenmere; but
the new house which Tom had urged his
father to build had cost more than they ex
pected. and every year some new machinery
must be purchased. 1t was twenty mile:
10 Glenmere-twenty miles from home-love
care and comfort but Salle did not falter
| To be sure il was trial to leave them all
a hard thing to select from her little store OF
! girls belongings; and small room in a
boarding house would never afford the d.
| light that her own large, sunny chamber
did. Sallie felt a thousand tears, but did
not shsd one. although her mother and
Huldah wept proiusely as the carriage drove
away, with Sallie's father on the back seat
with her, and Jacob Storm in front with
Sallie's brother Dixie
Dixie WAS younger ha. his sister, and in
deep grief at her loss 1t did not comfort
him to be told that she would not board
among strangers, but become member of
Mrs. Mora's family. He did not choose to
listen when Jacob Storm told him that Sal
lie was too wise and too good to remain
buried in Putneyville. Dixie was sixteen,
and at that agea boy considers everything
'.burning shame" which interferes with
his pleasure.
al wish had her chance" said Jacob, as
father aud daughter talked in low tones on
the back sea-
"Great chance" said Dixie, "to go down
there and work among all sorts, and never
have anv mu or any home, Or
Dixie paused; his feelings were too much
for him, and yet ne would not let Jake
Storm see u tear in his eyes.
'.lt's u chance 10 make yourself some
thing letter than drudge chance to see
and know what is going on in this great
world. Reading is good, Dixie, but seeing
is million times better"
Jacob read early and late, he thought and
studied; but after ALL he knew the discip-
line which Tom and Joe r vers were having
would be great blessing to him. His only
dread was that Sallie might consider him
inferior to her. "She shall not get before
NE if | die trying" ne said.
Salles room was not so bad, after all;
Mrs. Mora had done her best to please h.r
old friend Mrs. Rivers. When S4lie's
books we're unpacked, and her piano was in
one corner, and her pet bird Glory was
hung up, the place was quite delightful
Saliie could not live in a dIngy, dull hole;
,hine was necessary to her existence.
Her nrst week in the mill left her pale and
weary, but stout heart and strong will
kel t her up.
AT night she was busy her music and
studies occupied every moment. Mrs. Mora
tried TO interest her in the sports and games
of her fellow-boarders, but Sallie politely
declined.
A roommate was impos ible, as she de-
sired to spend all her spare moments in
preparation for her future work. About
this time she Wrote to Tom: 1T is hard
grind, dear old boy; and sometimes, when
my head whirls with the noise, or the asso-
Citations vex me, feel Ike running away
to China or Japan; but | don't, l only 60
home when | Am free, and take good dose
o. CDopin or Beethoven; they tone me up.
By care ul management shall be able TO
save some money There is little French
girl here who is anxious to study; every
week | give her lesson for lesson ]
speak and read French with her; then two
OF Mrs. Mora's children take lessons on the
piano. and my board bill is light Who do
you think comes here every Sunday? Why,
Jacob Storm. His father will not let him
go to College, and be walks down here after
work is done on Saturday, AID returns
Sunday night. He is a great friend of John
Mora's, and have to be leased about him,
but don't mind that. Jake seems like one
of you, and every week he asks me about
nv lessons.
sometimes his father allows him to drive
down, and then you may be sure we have a
good breath Of country air. He said one
day in his slow, deliberate fa-hiOn: IF nv
coming annoys you, Sallie, just say so; but
it seemed TO me that you mil ht not feel go
far away if you saw home face once a
week. Sometimes he would bring few
flowers, or some chickweed for fGlory, and
sometimes piece OF new cheese in a dainty
box, and generally meteor message from
mother or Dixie. When he drives down
d ke comes with him, and 1 can work
harder all the week after seeing his rosy
face.
a. axe gets books from the library here,
and leaves them for me to read first; then
we talk them over afterward, and Dixie is
getting quite interested"
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flew by and found her at her post. She
only saw the hard daily toll, only felt the
bonds which kept her close until she could
join the girls who quietly and easily walked
the path OF knowledge.
She did not know that her example gave
Joe new courage. and kept Tom from many
college lark" she never dreamed thai
Jacob Storm was making a man of himself
for her sake; she could not see the power
she axerc sed over Dixie, who was inclined
t. be somewhat award; she never gu' s-eC
that her devotion TO self-culture and study
had stimulated some Of her associates to z,
aud do likewise. She only felt the pressur,
of the daily toll, and longed for the ds,
of her emancipation, only worked unceas
ingly.
Little by little the sound If the factor,
bell Few hateful to her, and its red bricl
walls wearied her eyes, but over and owe
to herself she said, 'There is no such wOr,
a, fall Her brief vacations were season
of JOY. Jacob Storm wished they nigh
last forever. He, too, was hard at work
and one day, when he and Sallie had dis
: cusseG the merits of various authors, an
compared notes concerning their studies
, Salles outburst of praie for his achieve
ment drew from him an avOwal of love.
, "Why, Jacob" said she. regretfLlly, g
, never thought OF you in that way. l shout
; rs soon fancy Tom marrying me-"
you think l am clumsy and slow" b
r said. cor perhaps stupid and ignorant, b.
cause remain here when others go away
they have educated themselves, with fat
and fortune to aid them. have done
thus far against fate and without fortune.
shall some day make the world hear of m'
: how. when or where, do not know, but
will come"