The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1883-10-27

with the children, aud he stops to ask
after Mrs. Pierce-and you. Some
times he asks if he will find you in,
should he call. That is ALL"
81 see. Is it true, what / heard the
otherday, that you are leaving Mrs.
Pierce soon?"
eyes. | am leaving at Whitsuntide,
which is at the end of this month"
"Indeed. And have you got another
situation?"
II have heard of one. l hope to get
it. 1t is at Blackboard Grange, near
Foulhaven.
"Foulhaven on the east coast, do YOU
meanP That is an out-of-the-way kind
of place"
Eyes; it is. But have a particular
reason for wishing to go there. Two
reasons, indeed"
Have youP Is it allowable to ask
what they areP'
"Oh, certainly. First, the salary is
such good one. 1t is one hundred and
ten pounds a year. That is splendid,
you know
as it? 1 am sure 1 am very glad Of
it. And the next reason?n
"Foulhaven is seaside place. " Is
cheap and quiet. My sister, who is the
only relation l have, has become great
| invalid. Soon her money will be done,
and this place does not suit her. The
air is bad, and she has poky lodgings in
back street. Mrs. Pierce only gives
her governess sixty pounds a year,
which is soon spent at Irkford. i'll get
this place, my sister can 60 and live at
| Foulhaven, and get strong, l hope; and
then | shall be perfectly happy"
This disclosure nightly excited Mar
| garet Here was a case of struggle and
| poverty under her very eyes, and she
had never seen it; she had only thought
sometimes how Cery shabby Miss PEREZ
val was, and wished she dared to offe,
her a new dress. Now the cause was
revealed of this shabbiness; she denied
/ herself for her sick sisters sake. That
went straight to Margaret's heart. And
Miss Percival was looking forward with
| Joy to this prospect, which seemed to
Margaret very dismal one.
"What is the matter with your sister,"
she asked, abruptly.
&" L hard ly know. We have not con
suited the best doctors. 1t is so fright
fully expensive. Two guineas for live
minutes talk, you know. Her back j.
weak, and she has nearly always to lie
down. OH. do hope shall get to
Foulhaven! The air would do her good
and | should be able to look after her
All! you do not know, Miss Darlington,
what it is, not only to know that those
you love are weak and lonely, but also
that they are not provided with the
comforts they require. Every time ]
see her she seems to droop little more.
| anI a iitt1a until I
fear shall 90 and find she has dropped
away altogether-and then l shall DO
aloneW
Here Marion covered her face with
her hands, and sobbed aloud-genuine
sobs, accompanied by genuine tears.
Margaret's whole mind and soul were
on fire with sympathy and longing to
assist. Here was her duty plainly be-
fore her, pointed out by Heaven, ii ever
duty was. The one thought that held
her back from speaking that instant
was the desire to learn whether she
could not extract from it something
more than dry duty--some romance,
some interest. 1t was on this rock of
longing for a poetical denOuemcn that
many of Margarets little schemes had
already gone to ground. What should
she do in this case? Offer Miss
Percival five hundred pounds on the
spot, as free gift, say: go
to Foulhaven, or any other haven,
and stay there with your sister at my
expense, until she is better" Such
were the two chief ideas which rushed
through her mind. Then aga came
a CLEAN of reason. Her guardians oft
repeated words occurred to her, like q
breeze rustling through wood ''Sleep
upon it." After all. that would be the
best. She must curb her Impotence;
so she contented herself with saying:
"Miss Percival, don't cry. | am so
glad you told me. l will help you with
your sister" Miss Percival gasped,
and gave an astonished glance upward.
Eyes, will. No, you must not look
proud and horrid like that. l know
what am doing. We will talk it all
over tomorrow. You will take me to
see your sister. Now l feel that have
prospect of being a little happier"
"You-happierr' calculated Marion,
with such genuine, incredulous earnest
ness that Margaret said:
Eyes, happier. Surely, you won't de-
prive me of that"
HSut she was musing still, her mind on
distant tracks. In such souls thought
flies like lightning, and strikes with
force akin to that of the electric fluid
when it enters with an idea Margaret
suddenly gave great start. Her eyes
flashed; her lips parted; she said with
haste rs if the Information were of vital
Importance:
"What would you have to do at this
place, FoulhavenP How many pupils