Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1882-12-10

work, and some souvenirs of her theatrical
| life-theater bills printed on white satin for
royalty, bouquets from princes and prin-
cesses, etc.-and finally, photographs of her
| last resting place. The mctker'e remem-
| brances of her daughters professional career
were told with fast-fowiug tears and some
| times historical sobs. "She came 10 see me
as often as she could,D she said; sand, oh.
how sweet and kind and good she was Once
when we were riding together we found q
great patch of bluebells; the ground was as
| blue as the sky for quite bit with them.
Stop, mother she cried; i must go to those
| howersp and she got out and knelt down
| beside them and stopped and kissed them.
| Then, gathering handful, she said: oh.
| happy, innocent fowersl Oh, happy, inno-
cent fowersP and the tears rolled down her
| cheeks. / could not understand her at all
and / said something-I have forgotten
what now. Mother she answered, 4 have
stood up to my knees in flowers on the stage,
| and never felt so happy as / did kneeling
| there by these bluebells-those happy, inno-
cent flowers that God has Just fresh made -
This little incident, combined with the
| mothers passionate tears and the sweet face
OF "Juliet" looking down upon them, made
| an impression on me that cannot be trans
| lated inle words. A little afterward, point
ing to the gay walls, she said: "They we're
done at her request. She wrote to me when
I took this cottsge: DO make the walls
| white and bright, and have everything as
CHEEKY as possible. Never mind the expense
am coming very soon TO see You, and shall
want to find you in pretty home
"But she never camel She never camer'
the poor soul Icontinued passionately; and
then she plunged into the subject of the APP
parently inexplicable will of the kind dzugh-
ter and wealthy artistic. Her structures upon
the conduct of the noble residuary legstee I
should think it unjust TO repeat; nor am /
able to agree altogether with the opinion
that many express as to the unn itural con-
duet of Miss Nelson or the injustice of her
heir. Mrs. Bland said positively that Miss
Nsitsen was on the point OF marriage with
him, fact warrantipg her disposition OF the
bulk OF her wealth; and the annuity left to
her mother is, in village like Guiseley,
most comfortable income.
well, said as we drove away, "Miss
Nelson seems to have bad a happy and ten
derby cared-for childhood. / had heard
whisper Of something different"
III be bound you heard none so far from
truth. Mrs. Bland was a dressmaker, and
made a bit of money for herself, and when
Lizzie Ann were little one she took pride
in dressing her up; plenty said she dressed
her more like circus lass than should hev
been. Bland was niver man 10 make brass
or 10 save it. They we're often at pretty
pass for bit TO eat Lizzie Ann worked in
Z Greenbottom Mills then; but even as a
mill hand she wer a strange one; she niver
were seen to lake play with t'other lads
and lasses"
"Was it not strange she left her half
brother uothiug?"
My friend Strengthened her lips queerly:
There's why for livery wherefore. There's
nobody in Guiseley will blame her. It's an
i'll bird files Its own nest, and Lizzie Ann
said little to any one about things livery body
knew she had to put up with. / think she
did better by her home than many another
would hev done. She looked over a deal, l
tell you"
"Was she long in the mill?"
"Not SO long. She went to be nurse at
Mrs. John P|s, you remember her; for
sure you must"
"For sure do. Let US go and see her."
In few minutes we stopped at one of those
lovely, comfortable Yorkshire homes, set deep
in shady, sweet old gardens. Mrs. P had
been a belle when saw her last; she was
now handsome matron. After some private
recollections and chatter, told her where /
had been; "and / hear her daughter lived
with you before her theatrical debut" said.
Poor girl yes, she nursed my youngest
daughter. She was a good, bright, loving
| soul az ever lived. 1t was from this house
she ran away when her home had become
impossible TO her. At the time her mother
dresses for some family, and her stepfather-
| well, we won't name him. From what she
told me, knew it was not right for her to
enter the house again. She came to me one
| night weeping bitterly. 4 am going away
| she said, FAR away and no one will hear of
me again unless they hear something WON
derful of me- I begged her to wait till her
| mother came back. What forp she asked
| sadly; lit ia no use, must go; feel it, The
next day she was missing, and nobody did
| hear of her again till she took London by
| storm as "Juliet." / remember the day she
| came here to see her mother. The whole
| village was out to welcome her; and DIR.
| H, you know, took his own carriage and
| drove her from the train.
| "And eh but she wer dressedl T. Queen
herself couldn't hev been grander. IT. mill
lads and lasses stood watching for her, and
many rough welcome-rough but hearty
| she got. pll niver believe that anyone said
an unkind word of her that day-niverp
"She could not have had much money
when she went awayW
| Every little, and very few clothes. really
did not believe she was going, or would
have helped her."
"She got into London without a sixpence,' u
said my friend. "Poor lassl And she slept
| T. first night there on a bench in Hyde Park
| There, nowl To think of thatl A kind
hearted policeman saw her crying, and
fetched her home to his wife; and the woman
took to her bonny face and ways, and got
her some coarse sewing to do-very coarse ii
| wer, and badly paid; but she managed to
live until she got place at some little thea
| ter, just to go on and of like. But Lizzie
Ann needed only that. If she got one foot
on T. stair, she was bound to get T. top of it;
that wer she."
With Miss Nelson's public career I need
not NEEDLE; it is well known; but the Incl.
dents of her childhood revealed to me in
such an unexpected, truthful and kindly
manner are surely worth repeating, although
they are but another variation of the old
story of genius triumphing over adverse cir
cumstances. Those inclined to blame her
must visit Guiseley for the key to what
seems to be unkind in her conduct, and per
haps they may then stand with fresh ad
| miration and sorrow by the grave of one who
died so early and SO sadly.