Connecticut western news., 1881-01-26


 tlon, but it was of no avail, and with an excuse to the astonished children she hastened to her own room to fight out the hard fight alone, unseen and un- marked save by the One who heals all wounds.
 Maggie Prengill was not one to lie down despairing beneath burden she had heart for any fate, and soon went about serene and sweet as usual, but the peach-hbe bloom died. from her gentle face, and the soft golden-brown eyes, whose long brown lashes seemed tipped by sunlight, had sad, pained look the sensitive mouth, too, showed lines of sorrow, melancholy to see in one so young.
 Thus weary months rolled on in the household, of whom one was about to depart, pretty Susie. The girl was greatly attached to Maggie, who had once nursed her through severe ill- ness. Happy Sue was to be married to the young carpenter, who detained her while we opened our story. He was employed on one of the railways, and had since that night been away on inn portant and profitable work.
 Maggie, woman-like, took great in terest in wedding, and it was to her Susie came for advice in many matters of millinery and such like. She re- ceived so many useful presents from the governess, who really liked the girl, and grieved to lose even that one hum- ble friend out of that unfriendly house. hold where she felt so utterly alone.
 A few nights before Susie was to leave she sat with her sweetheart alone in the pleasant kitchen talking much happy nonsense with her lover, when suddenly she thought of the last time she saw him before he left London, and remembering his groundless jealousy, rated him soundly for his absurdity in her sauciest manner, rightly believ- ing that a.
 "Little quarrels often prove
 To be but new recruits of love-" Then, when she had scolded him into a most humble spirit, she, woman like, veered round, declaring she liked him the better for showing so much spirit. Among other things she said:
 s'Do you know, Joe through chat ting with you, lost that letter; it was one that Miss Prengill gave me to post for her. I hope it was not anything important, for never found courage to confess to her my carelessness.'
 Joe looked grave, saying:
 ''That was not right, lass; that was not like my own brave girl; yet do you know, dear, am to blapoe for that, for picked your pocket of the letter, thinking it was for some other sweet heart of yours and then the gaffer met Eae,and [ was hnrzied of to'my new job, and I expect l threw the letter aside in the pocket of my dirty coat, and so forgot all about it from that time to this but you must help me to cor rect the fault, love, by going at once to the young lady and telling her truly all the circumstances, while go home and try to find the letter. .''
 Susie did not like the office, but she allowed her lover's sterner sense of honor to compel her to do his will.
 When she had told Maggie, and inn plored her forgiveness, she was fright ened at her work, for, after "a severe fainting fit, Maggie talked so wildly about the injury they had done her, that Susie ran to Joe for counsel, telling him that from what she could glean from Maggie's wild talk, the letter was to Sir Jasper Dering, accepting with love and gratitude his proposal for her hand. Joe, Ion hearing this, turned the letter over and over in his hands delib- erating long in his mind how to restore to the lonely girl the happiness of which they had deprived her.
 At last, with bright look, he said eff this swell is half the man he ought to be to deserve Miss Prengill, he'll say better late than never to her love- so, l say, let us post this now."
 "'Tis no good" cried Susie s.he is at the Cape of Good Hope; I heard one of the young ladies say so"
 "Well, then," he said, ''I say still, post it, but first put on the cover 'to be forwarded You may depend upon it that such an important persons letters are not likely to miscarry."
 Susie clapped her plump hands, then hugging Joe with relief, said ioyfully:
 ''Of course, the very thing; you dear clever fellow, to think of it. Run and post it at once before Miss Prengill asks for it, or perhaps her pride will step in between them now; I don't care if she does say it's liberty so long as see her happy, God bless her."
 Of Joe ran and returned quickly, telling Susie the letter was beyond their control. ...
 She carried the news to poor, sorrow ful Maggie, who sat in her lonely, cheer less room, crying like to break her heart At first Maggie stormed at the girl for daring to take such matter in her own hands; then, seeing how meekly Susie looked, she relented of her anger, and hoped all was for the best. Indeed, afterward, she could not help feeling comforted by the thought that there was yet chance of so bright future, and she smiled her sweetest on Joe when she met him few days later.
 Life was becoming almost unbearable in her present position her employers getting more exacting and unreason- able every day, and never ceasing to