The Penn's Grove record., 1884-03-15

most cheerful wnen, late that evening,
she arrived at her destlnatian.
The station was dimIy lighted, aud
the few lamps lickered with the wind.
Alice, IN search for her trunk, stumbled
over a queer little bundle sitting ON a
satchel, and a scared voice came out OF
the bundle, saying:
please, you did not hurt me much.
Papa left me here so long ago, and am
afraid he is gone away aud tile child
began to cry.
Alice lifted the little thing and Gem
forted 1t with soft cooing words. She
kissed the thin face, and held the
child tenderly until a gentleman came
in search Of it.
"Bertie, where are your" he called.
"Here, papa, with a kind, strange
lady. 1 was SO afraid you had gone
away"
"Gone and lett my little boyI That
is hardly likely. Thank the lady, Ber-
tie, and, madame, accept my gratitude
also for your goodness. l was de
tanned By some confusion to my lug
gage. Can l be OF any service to
your
"No, thank you, replied Alice,
"But. as she gentleman disappeared
in the darkness, and Alice trudged
along, followed by the boy who bore her
trunk, she rather regretted her refusal
of assistance, for the strangers face had
interested her.
Alices school friend, Julia Lawrence,
| t. ---.s- 400, ,Ft.r I.uvIr.r Mount
| Holyoke Seminary, where the two girls
had grown very fond Of each other. and
had often written to Alice asking her to
come to her, to admire her husband,
her new house, AMI all the delights OF a
young wife. Unfortunately, at the time
of Alice's sudden departure from her
mother, Mrs, Lawrence had gone on a
days visit to her new relatives, 81,
when the traveller arrived, expecting a
hearty welcome, she found only a dull
faced servant to receive her. Never
theless, the servant showed her 10 her
room, and left her a prey to the most
melancholy reflections a girl ever III
dulged in.
Mrs. Lawrence would be home in
three days, Bridget had said; but three
days seemed a century to Alice, who, at
last, to keep from crying outright, set to
work to empty her trunk. Lifting the
lid, instead OF her own familiar belong.
inps. she saw before her a cigar case, Il
pile of snowy shirts, and an embroid-
cred smoking-cap, and in one end
the little socks, collars and suits oil a
boy,
Alice stared while she mechanically
lifted the masculine effects one by one,
until a pile of letters suddenly reminded
her that she was M eHtruder, and she
hastened to put the things back with
womanly precision, tendorly smoothing
the chlld's coats, and thinking that a
photograph Of a lady that lay among
them was one OF the prettle,t she had
ever seen. Then its likeness to the thin
little face of the child at the station
struck h9r, and It all flashed into her
head at once.
This trunk must belong to the gen
tleman with the nice eyes; and, not
wlthstandlng her depression. she broke
into a merry laugh as she thought OF
his ~astonlshment when he should lind
petticoats, slippers, )ruiies, etc. instead
OF his own well-known garments. The
laugh, however, ended III a despairlng
thought in regard to her own prediea.
-LmeGEs-IFhat was she TO do without all
those sensible, useful articles She had
selected with such care?
"After all" she thought, ''Dale's
Station is not a very large place; and |
will send that brilliant looking maid
early tomorrow morning to ransack one
part of It for a man and boy, while /
myself will search the other.
After an early breakfast and inter-
view with the servant, to whom she ex-
planned her dilemma, Alice set forth
with determination; but, as she turned
the corner of the street, she saw the
gentleman whom she was seeking COM
ing toward her.
son." she cried, "you must be the
gentleman | WANT
"And you," he said, smiling down on
her and i~nterrupting her, you must be
the lady / want, l have come to throw
myself on your mercy, and hope that
you have not been seriously mconYe-
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