Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1883-08-02
EILEY'S REVENGE.

EILEY'S REVENGE.
Oh, how hate her-how hate hertz
Eiley cried passionately. then pain get
ting the better OF her temper, she buried
her flushed face in her hands and Sob
ped bitterly.
She was sitting alone in the school
room, which only q few minutes ago had
been filled with rosy. bright-oyed child
zen.
Her governess afterrebuking her sew
eral times for the same fault, had been
compelled to resort to a more severe
punishment.
To-day, keeping her after the others
mad left, she had, TO Eiley's humiliation,
struck her several times across the palm
with q ruler.
Eiley, indignant, could no longer re-
strain the vehement words that rose to
her lips.
81 will never, never come to school
again. How could she the cruel thing!
But will have revenge, | will not be
treated like a baby or boy for moth
ing"
Her sobs grew quieter, and finally
ceased; but her hand was still throbbing,
and already black marks were raised on
the white skin. As she saw them a
deeper hatred and resentment against
her governess filled her heart.
Presently she rose from the chair, and
looked around.
As her eyes roved over the room, they
suddenly fell on letter lying on the
floor.
She picked it up, and glancing at the
envelope, saw it was addressed TO Miss
Lynn.
Eiley turned it over and over.
Who could it be from? She had al
ways thought her governess was quite
alone in the world, had not one friend;
she had heard Miss Lynn say to her
mother.
She drew the letter out of the en-
velope, and forgetting how dishonorable
such an act was, with trembling fingers
opened it.
As she read, the look of curiosity on
her face turned to one of amazed sur
prise.
from my prison, and am once more in New
York, but without money. The fear of being
discovered, and sent back 10 that awful life pre-.
vents me earning anything. After weeks OF
weary searching. at last found out where you
we're and now write 10 you for help. cannot
come 10 you. itwouid do harm TO ms both; /
might be detected, and then the disgrace would
fall upon you-few would trust their children
TO the daughter of convict. For your own
sake as well as mine, grant me the aid ask.
From your unhappy father"
Miss LYNN the daughter of Il convict!
Eiley could hardly believe it, yet it was
written plain enough.
AS Eiley was still bordering she heard
the sound of footsteps coming towards
the room.
Hastily thrusting the letter in her
pocket, she sat down and waited.
1t was Miss Lynn. and rs she enter
cd she gave quick look round the
room.
'Have you seen letter lying about,
Eileyp" she asked in an anxious voice.
For moment Eiley hesitated, then
she answered in low tone:
''No, Miss Lynn"
The look of anxiety deepened on Miss
Lynn's face, and as she turned away,
pausing at the door, she said to Eiley:
s'You may 90 now, ! am sorry if /
have hurt you, but i have told you
often 1 should punish you if You dis
obeyed me-
THANK you," Eiley answered CURLY;
she had almost forgotten her former
grievance, but now reminded OF 1T by
her goyerness, she once more felt her
anger rising against her.
Her mind often reverted TO the letter
in her pocket, as she walked slowly
homeward; she almost wished now, that
she had left it where she had found IL;
it was of no use to her.
Suddenly it flashed across her mind
that this might be the means of having
revenge; the words, "Few would trust
their children to the daughter of con-
vict," were still before her eyes.
II will show it TO mamma" she
thought, n feeling of triumph rising in
her heart at finding n way to revenge
her suflcrings.
Full of this strange secret she went
home, butte her disappointment, Mrs.
GREY was out SO she would have to de-
fer telling her until the morrow.
The next day, however, was Sunday,
and Eiley had no opportunity of seeing
her mother alone, so when she started
for church the letter was still n secret
and although she would not own it to
herself, it was beginning to be heavy
burden.
From the pew in which the Grays sat
Eiley could see Miss Lynn, calm anc
pale, but with lines of care plainly Wis
ible on her sad face.
Eiley was thinking more OF her gov
erness than ofthe service, her eyes never
left Miss Lynn's face, and Mrs. Grey,
glancng now and then at her little
daughter, wondered what she saw in i
so interesting.
Presently Eiley turned towards tn,
minister, ashamed of her former mat
tention.
"Judge not, asye would not be judg
ed; condemn not, rs We would not b.
condemned; forgive, rs we would be for
given," fell softly on her ear, bringin,
a sudden rcproach to her heart.
Very intcntly she listened to the ser
mon, and rs the clergyman told tn,
meaning of those words. the anger II
her heart died away. and she felt onl
shame at her unforgiving thoughts an
dishonorable conduct.
Suppose Miss Lynn's father was
convict, she could not help IL, she wa