Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1884-01-26


come, and turned aside that nobody
might see the quivering lip.
That night Howard Stanley sat in
the little brown cottage of Mrs.
Howard, listening to tale of sor-
row.
He heard how an old and esteem
ed friend of his fathers whose name
sake he was, had died in poverty
and want. He learned what frail
women can do in the hour of need,
rather than depend on the charity
of the world; learned how this gen
tie girl labored, day and night, to
support her mother and two little
brothers. He noticed the unnatural
brightness of that mournful eye, the
death-like pallor of her cheeks, and
said, mentally:
"She is too fair flower to fade
and die here. Mine shall be the
hand to transplant her to a more be-
fitting sphere, and my love hence
forth shall shield her from the rude
storms Of life"
"What are you doing now ?" he
asked.
"Making silk dresses for Isabel
Rodman," she replied; and then she
told him-for she felt that she could
| canfide in him-how she had known
them very intimately in better days,
and how they seldom spoke to her
now except on matters of business.
And then her lips quivered-he
knew at what recollection.
She could not understand his kind
manner when he said:
"My child put up that work."
She looked up, wonderingly, into
his handsome face, wondering what
he meant. But ere long she com
pretended his meaning.
X X
81 can't think what to make of
it ~ exclaimed Isabel sinking into
a chair breathlessly. "Ella Howard
has taken the liberty to send our
dresses home. / went there to take
her to task about it; but she had
three or four dressmakers there her.
self, and silk and lace in profusion.
She looked so changed / hardly knew
her; bright, fresh and handsome
absolutely beautiful; and her moth
er told me she would be married in
a week. Who can it ever be, I won
der? / am sure l cannot think. Is
it not strange 2"
"By the way, sister mine how long
will it be ere l shall have the pleas
ure of riding in the Senator's car
riage ? 1 don't think he acts very
lovingly" said Louise.
Isabel blushed, for she was asham-
ed to confess that all her efforts to
please had been thrown away on this
elegant man.
A few days after this converse
ton she turned deadly pale upon the
receipt of a delicate bridal card:
"Mr. and Mrs. Howard Stanley
ELLA Harvard"
ut was your conduct in that ON
nibus !" exclaimed Louise. 81 saw
the change come over his face. l
knew it was Howard Stanley. Oh !!
Isabel. your pride !"
"To think that Ella Howard
should marry a Senator !" gasped
Isabel. II shall never dare look her
| in the face again-and she is more
than my equal now. l presume she
will forget that she was only dress
maker, and pass us by unnoticed."
In this Isabel Rodman was mis-
taken: for Ella Howard was one of
those who possess that charity
switch thinketh no evil" She felt
that a cloud had fallen upon her
life path, and while she had passed
through season of trials, she had
learned who were her true friends.
Now that the sunshine had return
ed, she was too happy to remember
the sights of the past; but blessed
with a noble husbands love, she
smiled on all alike, and treated none
with more kindness than Isabel Rod
man, who declared that she would
never forgive her for daring to aspire
to such honors.
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