Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1881-06-10
THE Z He CAMEO.

Hciel Felicie Brevard! Come
II directly" /"
he soft French name had a queer
gInd, coming from Mrs. Monson's thin
Is and acid voice. Felicie came slow
| up the stairs to where Mrs. Monson
iood talking volubly with her lodger,
4r. Thornton.
ssFelicie, walk a little faster p said
Hrs. Monson, sharply. Here is Mr..
Thornton, that has missed his finest
r-eo. You were in his room dusting,
Yesterday"
at was a head of Apollo" said Mr..
Thornton. 81 bought it in Naples.
Gould you have swept it behind the
urniture p
At the first mention of the cameo,
Felicie put her hand in her pocket, she
turned deathly pale, and half cry es-
TBave you got it?" cried Mrs. Mon
son, shriliy. "If you have, out of these
doors you shall pack. Trouble enough
/ have had with you already-and all OF
your relations !"
She seized her by her shoulders, and
attempted to put her hand into her
pocket. Felicie resisted desperately.
She was as white as a ghost.
"Come, come, Mrs. Monson The
1arneo IS not worth all that, said Mr.
Thornton.
"a was Eslieie open bee ever 5r''i,;sis @i,S%e E
!Sts. Made tl,.sn they had
Rfe9e. He beIieveo ed, her to be homes
,N,nd he saw that she was terrified &
Mrs. Monson's violence.
"But l mean to get to the bottom {
it, said Mrs. Monson.
Thornton caught her by the wrist an
/ forced her to unloose Felicie. He gay
her a look before which the shrewisl
ness vanished like smoke.
"You had better go down stairs,
said he, quietly, Il will settle tn
with Feicie."
Mrs. Monson walked submissivel
down stairs, and left Thornton and tt
frightened girl alone.
"Now," said Thornton, kindly, bl
with determination in his voice, "te
me how all this happened ?'
Felicie put her hand III her pocke
/ ana nanGeu out Lne cameo.
81 know you won't believe me-" 81
said, bursting into tears but | did n,
steal it,"
81 believe you," said Thornton. &c
on"
81 was dusting in your room. I pr
my handkerchief on the mantlepiec
When l took it up did not notice th
1 took anything with it. When l G
down stairs I felt it in my pocket.
was hurrying to put it back when
found you and Mrs. Monson here.
She was very pretty when she erie
She had delicate beauty very differe
from Mrs. Monson's buxom daughter
He wondered how two types so ditfele
scs.la be produced in the same fanil
Il asked '''' Ni'7- Nre'n''o'a'' r'eiee p
1Inse ;,,,19s0es, 7, she answered. with a ring
Monson's sister, and lady. MY faith
was French.
'And how came you here ?"
My father and mother died, and
had nowhere else to CO."
She began to cry again.
Thornton had never felt so sorry
any human being in his life.
J "And have you never been educated
he inquired, after pause.
81 can read and write, and | can spe
French. My father was a Fren
teacher, aud he used to say to me, VIII
} I was little thing 'Felicie, you M
study hard some of these days, and Y
must play and sing but l cannot pl
! and have no heart to sing
Thornton looked at her in silence
some time.
= 81 have never benefited others mu
but this is a chance | will not let 81
Felicie, how would you like to go
school, and then learn some busin
that would make you independen
such as flower making ?"
cor dress-making," responded
practical Felicie.
every well" SAID Thornton. ''I KIN
Of respectable place where you
live. Let me see-you are about
teen p
! ;irSffS.sarly eighteen" said Felicie.
. roihton ~ stared.
8 She was, then, quite a woman q
: an uncommonly pretty one, too. he s.
! to himself
l. 'You are sure you will not repe1
y But perhaps am wrong in taking
v away from your natural guardians in
n, manner"
g 'You may take me away or nj
said Felicie, coolly. "But if some
does not take me away I shall take
self away. l am going now to
everything l have, and nothing will
duce me to sleep another night un
this roof"
! That settled it. Thornton tool
card and wrote an address on it, anC
less than an hour Felicie presented
self at her new friends, with bas
containing all of her worldly pos
siOns.
IL Mrs. Monson came home to find
ry licie gone, and no clue to her, ",
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