Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1884-10-16
AN ANGEL UNAWARES.

1--WE got such nice place. mother;
both Mr.. and Mrs. Glover are really
kind, good-natured people," said win
some Annie Seafeld, one bright sum-
mer's morning. as she began taking of
her neat black bonnet and Grape trim
med dress, that spoke so silently but
eloquently of q recent bereavement in
the little family.
II never thought the day would
come when you would be compelled to
90 out and serve other people," re-
piled her widowed mother enormously.
'1f your poor father was not dead and
gone, I,could almost"
Hush, mother dear!' the girl said
pleadingly. Poor father did every
thing for the best; he got into the hands
of bad, designing men, and was taken
from Us before he could remedy his
mistake"
"You are right, dear" sighed the
poor widow sadly; "but lying kind
of dragupon you, makes me say things
I know are wrong. Have you written
for your sister SusanP"
"Yes, mother, and she will be here
tomorrow afternoon by three O'Clock,
so you won't be left moment alone.
But come, cheer up; here is nice cup
of beef-tea, and Mrs. Glover kindly
sent you these new-laid eggs; the last
barmaid they had robbed them dread
fully, and poor Mrs. Glover is quite
knocked up with the work, havine had
to discharge her at a moments no.
tice.''
"Thank Heaven! you have got into
good hands. my child" she said CRATE
fully. '.You deserve to do we'll, and
will. too, I,feel sure"
Annie Seafield was installed in her
situation, and was as happy and cheer
full as Il good honest English girl could
we'll be, favorite with the customers,
and the good-natured landlord and
landl4dy, who knew they had got u
prize, and, consequently, did not feel
too well pleased when they learnt that
their nara avis was engaged to be mar
ried to II young man, who once q week
made his appearance in the 'bar, with
a choice flowerf for his fancee.
''1t's always the case" grumbled
Mrs. Glover. LAS soon rs one gets a
nice girl that,one could learn to love,
some young jackanapes comes and
walks her otf,clean, with neither by nor
with yoar leave..''
"Well, my dear" said her husband,
II don't think we asked anyone's con-
sent when we were courting-ehp"
This allNsion to their youth brought
beaming smile on the kind, mat
ronly face, and what was better
still, welcome to Harry Crawford
when he made his usual Sunday morn
ing visit to the pretty barmaid.
'What a poor old gentleman he
looks; quite shrivelled up with the
cold. I'll justrun into the parlor and
put some more GOALS on" as she noted
the bent shabby figure of an aged man
passing into the ,eoffee-room.
"Good- afternoon, sir. Very cold,
isn't it?'' said Annie ,cheerily, as she
poked the fire, :and made q bright
blaze. What can / get youP"
The old gentleman looked up curl
ously, and scanned the pretty face, and
he was evidently surprised and pleas
ed, as he replleG:
"a glass of brandy-and-water-I
mean hot water, not cold"
"You may depend on having it hot, :"
she said politely, as she placed COM
Portable cushioned chair by the side of
the fire.
swell, this is a complete anomaly"
he murmured. Here come to quiet
looking tavern, and find pretty, good
natured barmaid. who does not think
it infra dig. to attend to an old mans
comforts. Well, well, this is strange
worldr'
His further reflections Were cut short
by Annie, who entered laden with a
waiter, with a steaming jug of water,
brandy. and glasses
Il should like chop" said the old
gentleman, as she was about to leave
the room. "Can have onep Mind,
it must be done on the gridiron."
'Certainly, sill" replied the girl Il
will order it at once"
"Mind, l am very particular, and
can'teat morsel of fat" he added.
"What funny old man ne is!' she
murmured. II fear he is very poor;
his coat looks green, as if he had worn
it for twenty years or more. I'll get
cook to grill the largest chop in the
larder, and put threepence in the till.
I shan't miss it. If dear father had
lived he might have been poor like
him.
"That was very nice chop, miss" !"
said the old fellow, when he rang to
paw the bill; show muchp"
A little blush stole over her face as
she told him her charge, which was
threepence less than the modest tariff
of the house.
II shall come again." he said, cluck-
ing with evident pleasure; ''it is not
only nice, but cheap. But before you
run away, will you answer me one
question:"
Eyes, sir. with pleasure. if I can"
"How is it that you come out Of your
bar to wait on an old fogy like me,
when there's lazy beggar of waiter
loafing about out there.
swell, SIR" she replied confusedly,