The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1884-06-25

have 10 i've, Ard TO tie abject misery
of her latter days, which would be the
consequence Of her resigning her pres
ent, Mode Of life. Mrs. Baggett was
supposed t0have been born at Ports.
mptithy hnd, therefore, ste lallude'a 70 .
that one placeswhieh sheiknewA2s5 Inn
Before l describe Mr. WMttlesta0
and Miss Bawric, i must devote ahfew
words to the early life OF Mrs Baggett.i
Dorothy Tetlcaster had been born in
the house of Admiral Whittlestatf, the
officer in command OF the Portsmouth,
dock-yard. There her father or heI
mother had family connections, to visit
whom Dorothy, when young woman.
had returned from tho then abode Of
her mistress. Mrs. WhittlestaG With
Mrs. Whittlestatf she had lived from
birth, and OF MrS. WhittlestaFh her mind
was 80 full that she did conceive
her to be superior to her majesty and
all the royal family. Dorothy, in an
evil hour, went ack TO Portsmouth,
and there encountered that worst OF
military heroes, Sergeant Baggett.
With many lamentations and confes-
sions as TO her own weakness, she wrote
to her mistress. acknowledging that she
did intend to marry "B." Mrs. Whit
tlestalf corf,d do nothing to prevent it,
and Dorothy did marry "B." OF the
misery and iil-usagc, of the dirt and
poverty, which poor Dorothy Baggett
endured that year, il needs not here to
tell. That something had passed between
her and her old mistress when she re-
turned to her must, | suppose, have
been necessary. OF her married life, in
subsequent years, Mrs. Baggett never
spoke Mt all. Even the baker only
knew dimly that there had been Ser
gcant Baggett in existence. Years had
passed since Mrs. Baggott had been made
over to her present master And he.
though he probably knew something OF
the abominable Sergeant, never found
it necessary to mention his name. For
this Mrs. Baggett was duly thankful,
and would declare among all persons,
the baker included, that "for gentle
man TO be gentleman, no gentleman
was such gentleman rs her master.
1t was now fve-and-twenty years
since the Admiral had died, and fifteen
since his widow had followed him.
During the latter period Mrs. Baggett
had lived at Croker's Hall with Mr..
Whttlestafl, and within that period
something had leaked out as TO the
Sergeant. Mrs. Baggett, in her very
heart of hearts, was deeply grieved at
what she considered to be the poverty
of her master. YOU'RE q stupid old
fool, Mrs. Baggett," her master would
say, when her regrets would be eX
pressed. Haven't you enough to eat,
and bed to lie on, and an old stocking
full OF money somewhereP What more
do you want?"
"A stocking full of money" she
would say, wiping her eyes; "thero
amt no such thing. And as for eating,
of course | eats as much as wants. l
eats more than l wants, if you como to
that"
"Then you're very greedy"
"But to think that you shouldn't have
a man in black coat to pour out o
glass Of wine for you, sir!''
~ never drink wine, Mrs. Baggett." ="
"Well. whisky. But it's a come
down in the world, Mr.. Whittlestaif."
"If you think I've come down in the
world, you'd better keep it to yourself,
and not tell me. don't think that I've
come down."
"You bear up against it like man,
sir; but, for woman like me, do feel
it." Such was Mrs. Baggett and the
record of her lie.