The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1884-07-25
BOTH SIDES OF A STORY.
HER STORY.

HER STORY.
was a governess when l first met
MIN, and he was the new curate. was
not very happy, for L had charge
of four t;resume girls Just get
ting into those most Objectionable
ages eleven TO sixteen; and was only
twenty myseif. Sometimes l felt as if
could not cope with them; and was
obliged to be stern, prim and old
maidish 10 try to keep up their respect.
When the sun shone and the flowers
boomed, longed to sing and dance in
th f illness of youth and health; for |
was only girl, after ell.
| dare say | ought to have liked
teaching, but did not. Ihated it: and
I was miserable. Those four girls tor
mented me- they were not lovable, and
/ yearned after the little ones in the
nursery. My employers were kind. l
think; but governess is rarely very
happy; and | was young and lonely.
an orphan, and alone in the world.
had no relatives, save an uncle in Aus
tralia, who sometimes wrote to me.
and occasionally sent me tive-pound
note, .a
MIR. Ponsonby was our rector, an old
clergyman of the humdrum style. and
the greater share of whose work fell to
the hands of neophytes. who came and
went in succession. We-that is, and
my eldest pupil, Caroline--taught in
the Sunday-school. Mrs. Thomson
liked her girls to be useful; and, as
Caroline was only sixteen, she wished
me to help her to teach by taking part
of her class. 1 was vexed at this, for
did | not teach all the weekp And yet
grew to like the work. The solemn
faced, innocent little rustics We're a
weekly relief, in their very simplicity
and awe-struck respect for teacher, -
from the airs and graces of the young
ladies in the school room,
On the Sunday that | saw Mr..
Clitheroe first l was teaching my
small scholar when the door
opened and the rector came in.
He never minded me, and cont nued
trying to impress some fact on the blue
eyed innocent who stood demurely be-
fore me, and who, as firmly believed,
was counting the bright buttons on my
Jacket instead of listening. suddenly
I raised My eyes. and saw a strange
face 1t was quiet grave and intellec-
tual 1 stopped, and hesitated. The
stranger, seeing that he hal put ne
out, moved aside; and at that moment
. Mir. PonSonby came up to him.
al must Introduce the teachers to
you." he said. M. Clitheroe, this is
Miss Hodgson. who has the first class. y
A few words were lnterc Langcd, then
they came TO US.
This is Miss Caroline Thomson OF
the Grange" said the rector. ''who is
so kind as to help US; and thiI-this j:
-hum-eh -Miss-Miss''-
..Morley," | said quietly, to help hin
out of his difficulty.
.Oh, yes; Miss Morley" he said.
A formal bow then followed, anC
they passed on.
After this saw Mr.. Clitheroe yer,
often. He became the greatest com or
to me, though he did not know it. Hi
sermons went to my heart. Gradual,
my life grew more tolerable to me
Poor. foolish Little thing. ] began T.
look forward TO sundav, TO cherish hi
words and looks. 10 think, am afraid
more of the preacher than of the mes
sage he delivered. In nearly a year
had spoken to him dozen times; bu
/ often fancied that. his eyes reste
kindly and inquiringly on me. The
came our school-treat; and, as MI
Thomson was the Squire and gave th
feast on his grounds, We had to meet
good deal over the arrangements.
remember how carefully dressed my
self on that bright day. it was only
plain muslin gown that l wore. br
with blue ribbon in my hair and
nosegay in my dress, l could see that
looked nice. The day went on: Nj
Clitheroe never came near me, nevt
spoke to me. He had talked an
laughed, played with the children
Joined In the games, and helped wit
the refreshments; but he took no hee
-of me. who was doing all this ais
NV hopes-though what had hoped
knew not-drooped, and l thought
was going to be a blank day. Nj
-Clitheroe took not the slightest MOTIF
OF me; and after tea felt too lonely
play. The children, fortified by te'
were no longer shy and in need of he'll
and wandered away into the par
1 felt sad, and the tears came into n
eyes lie ID SnI naNe spoheu @ol
20 me, l Thought
Presently tail figure appeared b
side me. and voice that thrilled 4
said:
Tired, Miss Morley? You ha
worked too hard. "
What glorious talk we had! /
drew all my simple story ont OF me, al
told him all my .'disagreeables" al
troubles. He was so kind; he cheer
me, he made me look on the sunny sid
and he spoke of himself also. In fa'
as we sat there chatting forgot thai
Eas governess, forgot that L was
earth; till some one called him ava
and | did not speak to him again tn
day.
/ came back to mundane things shar
Iy enough when stupid little Carroll
came simpeling up, and began TO tes
me abe1:. aim, Notwithstanding I
sharp rebuhe.
/ saw more of Mr.. Clitheroe aft
that. and he and always seemed
(east, fancied soto have a kind