The Republican journal., 1883-07-26
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Miss Sydney paused, half frightened
at her own daring Cary looked steadily
into the fire without speaking The rain
had ceased. Myra rose and threw back
the blind, revealing the moon struggling
through thin edges Of cloud. Cary fol
lowed her to the window Her cheeks
were deep red, but there was frank
and grateful look in her eyes as she said
81 must be going now, maam. You've
been ever 50 good to let me stay.
shant forget it, and-l guess you're
about right
IL wonder ii said the right thing or
have done the least good ~ queried Miss
| Sydney, as she watched her guest depart
1t was some weeks before she had Oc-
Casion again to visit Snow x Ashers.
and she had half forgotten the little Incl
dent, when one day, entering the shop in
quest of something her attention was
attracted by face which beamed with
sudden smiles at the sight Of her. 1t
was indeed Cary, but such a different
Cary from the draggled vision Of the Ntt
evening, She still wore the blue dress
but the tlounces had been ripped Oft. and
the front was hidden with a neat black
silk apron. The tangle of hair was
smoOthed into orderly waves, white
collar with a knot of blue ribbon was
round her neck one of the objec iOnablC
rings had disappeared, and 50 had the
yellow locket SO changed and 50 much
prctter was the little maiden that Miss
sydney scarcely knew her till blush and
smile pointed her out.
She waited on her customer with as
siduitv, and under cover OF box OF
rut1les they exchanged condolences. Diu
Miss sydney think she looked better
She was 50 glad. The girls had laughed
at her, at first, but not SO much now
and her room mate, Ellen Morris, had
got herself an apron like hers. Miss
Sydney left the shop, with a pleased
amusement at her heart. She meant tC
90 often, to keep little hold on Cary
but circumstances took her oft to Florida
soon afterward, and it was late in April
before She returned.
THAT girl from SnOw& Ashel's was tC
see you about Il week ago, ma'am,' said
Esther, the evening after her arrival II
told her YOU was expected Tuesday and
she said she would come again to day,
for she wanted to speak to YOU partic-
ular, AID she was going away. There
she is now"
Cary indeed it was, with steady
manly looking young fellow by her side.
ut Is Mark, Miss sydney" She said
by way of introduction Later when
Mark had walked over to the window tt
see the view, she explained farther in a
rapid undertone. Gle came down two
months ago, while you was away, ma'alu
came out to tell you, but you was gone
nd-day after Tomorrow Im-gong
back with him to Gilmanton told him
couldn't leave without saying goodbye t
| you.'
~ on are going to be married :'
"Ies"-with happy look Tomorrow
morhing. And oh, Miss sydney, what
do You think Mark says? He says il
he'd found me looking like the rest OF
the girls at the store, with false hair and
iewelry and that, he'd never in the
world have asked me at all. ,\nd din
look inst like that, you know. 1t was
what you said that rainy night that made
me change, and except for that nothing
would have happened that has, and
shouldn't be the happy girl am
Bread on the waters' thought Myra
as Il little later She watched the lovers
walk down the street ''Such little
crumb. and such wide waters, yet it has
come back How impossible it seems
or would seem, if one did not have to be
lieve that what we call chances and acci-
dents are Gods opportunities, hy which
he allows us to lend a helping hand III
His work, not quite understanding what
we do, but knowing that guided by Hin
the smallest things end sometimes III
great results" THE Congregationalist