Daily Los Angeles herald., 1883-09-30
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ALICE
By NJ D.

'Yes," said the girl, passion
kly, ''my life is too narrow, toe
n OF petty cares. Would it be
broader If l married you
Ia don't know what an nnhap
dissatisfied girl / am; how
bd Of everything about me
BIN Monday morning till Satnr
night, ! must perform the
be tiresome duties. Then there
klways the rehearsal Saturday,
B the singing ou Sunday. My
her reads his sermons to me
tbe middle OF the week, so that
nothing new. Don't ask me tc
your wife. Louis. you would
norry in a year II | said yes,
4 thought you loved me- said
young man. sadly.
80 / do; at least l think lido,
added with a curious ingenu-
4 ness. II am sure, Louis.
4 b no one better than you; bul
Nil you this kind Of life dom
\ me =
a What would suit you, dear?'
NJ hardly dare to say; but
fyuld like TO be something great
% be looked up to, admired
Iken Of With enthusiastic praise
! hould prefer to live in city
bre / could see great people
sart galleries, and go to con
| ksAyes. and to the theater,
| lugh father thinks it SC
ked.
! IfAh, Alice, dear, your head i.
he'd, not your heart; pray Goo
your heart. Going to tht
| |at city has changed you; and
il / remember, you did mo-
) your rich relatives
kNo, nor they me; but they
| Ind me very handy. l could
| ke over their dresses and en-
Iider dainty little neck ties,
/ serve them in a Thousand
! ss; yet, slave life though j
b. in one sense, they have in
| bd me, and / am going ther'
| bin, TO stay six weeks
tOh, Alicer
| 'And then, when / come bacl
III do" she paused a moment
| Louis face had changed, and
/ br all, she loved him bette
II she knew will give yor
br answsr.
III you come back Good-by
fce.'
I'Are you goine?'
P4'Why should l stay? You vii
come back. Alice. Good.
ht and good by.
|y'Good-by. then" she answer
proudly, and hurried into th'
Fch Of the parsonage. hot tear
xdiDg up TO her eyes.
rI don't care for him at all
( u should / cryY" she asked her
~ anRriIy as she entered th'
Fler.
Alice, her father called
)ring me my Church History
lank you, child; but what make
b 30 palc, birdie?'
\ f'sNNothing, father. only In
Goodnight" and Alic'
kht her own room.
he week more and Alice wa
Ter way to the city, to liv'
! again what had been befor'
ie Of torture rendered endur
however, by one cherished
lerlying purpose. Her mint
made up. People toll
she had talents. Her father
in, who seldom praised. hat
ce said that he feared for hi
or little motherless girl, be-
use she had genius.
Madame LIE Muir had just give
dience to an importunate womal
lose story OF wretchcdness ha'
nwn largely upon he- sympf
lea. Indeed, she had had sew
nl calls that morning, none Q
em pleasant; but she seldor
Brmitted the poor to leave he
npty-handed. and she was won
say that such people were bel
! worth studying than all he
yoks. From their voices, ges
res, their pathos and thei
leading, she learned much.
There was a knock at the doc
her beautiful parlor, and MI
e, her favorite maid, come in.
"Another applicant asked tn
adame.
uYes, but perhapsit it is not be:
Mat madame sees her, thoug
|he is very different from th
|esti'
nWhat is she like, Marie?'
! Like q rose, madame -th
|iaintest flower Of acountry maid
laid the girl, with a face s
weet that / almost hope you wi
lee her. After those sorrowf,
bnes, 1 think 1t would do yo
kood, madame"
"Perhaps it would. Ask ht
Ep; / am rested now.
4 Very beautiful was the sligl
bung creature who entered ii
hrlor a moment afterward. HI
lress was Of pure white, as fres
and delicate MS il could we'll b
Upon her head was a pretty ha
edged with q single fall of lac
A cape a. simple in its fashion
her face was pure and innocen
fell to her waist. Smooth, thoue
well-worn gloves, fitted her hand
and she looked, as the maid hs
said, q very rose for freshness ar