The Goldsboro star. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1881-18??, 1882-03-04
she would make, trying to reform some
hing or somebody sJJ he time"

The little village on the sea shore |
was pretty nd picturesque place, and |
Elaine spent days in wandering about |
it--sometimes with her handsome min
isterial relative, oftener alone she was
constant study and object Of admira.
tion to the primitive people she met,
who studied her as If she had been
some marvellous bright-winged tropical
bird, in her cardinal seaside costumes,
and dainty accouterments. Sometimes
she met Algy Fisher, the young teacher,
leading some truant child to it's home,
or patiently teaching refractory pupil
in the open air, unmindful that he was
giving time and strength in service not
required of him. He looked thin and
delicate and Elaine saw that he was
suffering, and once she stopped sudden
ly in her walk and demonstrated with
him.
"You are killing yourself in the
service of this people; have you no
interest in your own life" And then
he answered, gently:
my life is not my own it belongs
to suffering and afflicted humanity
everywhere !; my time will be short. !
have more work to do than other men,"
"Oh," said Elaine wringing her hands,
sand ! stand here all the day idle is
there nothing I can do"
"Plenty (; do you see that ca bin on tho
sands"
where the children are at the door
where-where the man that was drowned
yesterday is p
"Yes go there those children need
help"
"But my cousin, surely he has been
there?"
"Yes he read the twenty-third
psalm to them last night, but you--you
will find something to do"
"Thank you," she answered, softly,
81 will tryp"
She pushed the rough cabin door
open with her white jeweled nand, and
stood in the midst Of the room, dirt
and desoiation, which, combined,
presented such q spectacle Of misery to
eyes unaccustomed to it. A woman was
sitting by rude bench, whereon lay .
covered form, crying bitterly, nor did
she cease during Elaine's stay grief
was now her only luxury. Elaine looked
at the poverty OF it all and went away
with her thoughts full of mental
measurings, and when the day Of the
funeral came, the widow and orphans
were in decent black, there was months
provisions in the house, and the bitt or
edge OF their grief was taken of, and
the Rev. Leonard had hired the Oldest
boy to wait on his Office and blew the
organ bellows at church.
This was the beginning, but not the
end, Of Elaine's good work Algy Fisher
gave her plenty to do and small praise
for doing it, but she was satisfied. One
by one her fine garments dropped away
from her as being too fine for present
use; her mother was displeased, but the
girl was her own mistress. Leonard
kept his counsel and bided his time,
He did some graceful things for the
poor, and preached better serm ons, and
was more manly. Elaine had alwayt
been fond of him, and so it happened
that one day he placed ring o.
betrothal upon her hand.
She had showed it to her mother who
was pleased, and to Algy Fisher who
said nothing. They were on terms o.
intimacy now, but the servant of Goo
was working out his time patiently and
gave little thought to other than hif
work he did look at the new shining
circlet which was to unite two destines
and for moment held the fair white
shapely hands in his thin feverisf
fingers. Then he looked for one
moment into the dark eyes, and asked il
voice that had not tremor. docs
your heart go with it, MisssRemicke p
Elaine was displeased, not SO mucl
with him as with herself, and she gave
cold answer and left him.
But when they met again she begged
his pardon for her petulance, and he sale
gravely:
81 was thinking of your happiness
and had no right-to-forgive mel"
A pang went through her heart with
the words, a melancholy air fraught
with sobs of passion overwhelmed hel
spirit, an infinite yearning as Of {
thirsty soul for sweet waters took pos
session of her in that moment she hat
o glimpse of lost heaven and snatchet
at the golden hoop that kept her within
a circUmscribed limit.
A few days after this great ant
terrible excitement broke out in tn
, little town on the coast. A vessel hat
, stopped in the night to put off a sicl
and unknown man, who wandered iron
door to door seeking a refuge; it wa
Algy Fisher who took him in and per
mitted him to die in his bed. In fey
. days terrible raging fever broke out
and Mrs. Remicke hurriedly packed he
trunks and rode as fast as horses woul'
carry her to the railroad station, ac
0 companied by her daughter an'
nepbey. These two were not going