The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1884-01-02

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on her husband with blank Mortified
look, until he called her to order by an
impressive "A little more wine, my
dearm lIerhead sank with an alarmed
gesture, and her lord and master con-
tinued addressing me: "Of course this
explanation is In strict confidence.
Regard for my brothers memory in
| duces me to keep the secret, and to
bring up this girl exactly as my own
except, he added, recollecting himself,
with a slight, indeed necessary diff
ference. Therefore you will educate
| them all alike; at least so faras Zillah's
small capacity allows. believe, ? and
he smiled sarcastically, cher modicum
of intellect is not greater than general
! ly belongs to her mothers race. She
would make an excellent dyoh and that
is ALL
Poor thingl" thought, not inclined
! to desplse her even after this painful
information; how could l, when-now
! that fairly nonplussed mel What made
| the girl an object of interest to Mr..
Sutherland? and why did he mention
her as Miss Zilah lie Poer when she
could legally have no right to the name?
| should, in my straightforward way,
have asked the question, but Mr.. Lee
Peers manner showed that he wished
no more conversation. He limited
something about my fatigue, and the
ACCESSIBILITY of retiring; nay, even light
ed my candle for me, and dismissed his
wife and myself with an air so pleasant
and gracious, that | thought | had
scarcely ever seen such a perfect gem
tleman.
Mrs. lie Poer preceded me upstairs
to my room, babe me goodnight, asked,
timidly, but kindly, if all was to my
liking. and if | would take anything
more--seemed half-inclned to say
something else, and then, hearing her
husbands voice, instantaneously dis
appeared
Twas at last alone. | sat thinking
over thls strange evening-so strange
that it kept my thoughts from immedi-
ately flying where had supposed they
were sure to fly. During my cogita-
tons there came knock at the door,
and on my answering it, voice spoke
without, in dull. sullen tone, and an
accent slightly foreign and broken
please do you want to be called to-
morrow, and will you have any hot
water?n
opened the door at once to Zillah.
rs it you, dear? Come in and say
goodnight to me-
The girl entered with the air and
manner of a servant except for a GER
tain desperate sullennesS. | took her
hand, and thanked her for coming to
see after my comforts. She looked
thoroughly astonished; but as | went
on talking, began to watch me with
more interest. Once she even smiled,
which threw a soft expression over her
mouth. ] cannot tell what reason
had-whether from mere impulse of
Kindness, with which my own state of
desolation had something to do, or
whether | compelled myself from a
sense of duty to take all means of max
ing good first impression on the girls
feelings-but when babe Zillah good
night | leaned forward, and just
touched her brown cheek with mine
French fashion; for | could not really
kiss anybody except for love.
! | never saw a creature so utterly
amazed She might never have re-
eeived that token of affection since her
birth. She muttered Il few unintelligi-
BILE words-1 fancy they were in Him
dostanee = flung herself before me,
Eastern fashion, and my poor hand was
kissed passionately, weepingly, as the
beloved ladies' hands are in novels and
romances. Ali my hand was never
kissed save by this poor child
All passed in a moment, and | had
hardly recovered my first surprise when
Zillah was gone. l sat little while,
feeling as strange as il had suddenly
become the heroine of a fairy tale; then
caught vision of my own known self,
with my pale, tired face, and sad-colored
gown. III soon Drought me PACK 10 the
realities or. ana 10 the faet that L
was now TWO n.nldred miles away from
my mother ana trom-London.
I ho1 nt
IN the lie l.oer family, before | dlscov-
cred that II out OF the domestic mystic
RES INTO Wnlch became gradually IN
ltlated could create any lalry tale, II
would certainly be that OF "Cinderelia;"
but my poor Cinderella had all the
troubles oil her prototype without any
OF the graces either OF mind or person.
IL IS great mistake TO suppose That
every victim OF tyranny must OF neces-
sity be an angel. On most minds OPP
preston has exactly the opposite effect.
1t dulls the faculties, stupehes the in
stlnctlye sense OF right, ana makes the
most awful havoc among the natural
affections. was often forced to doubt
whether Mr., lie Poer was very far
wrong when he called Iillah by his IA
yorlte name or the "ugly NIUE devil"
Ihere was, something quite demoniac
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zy too-full of the languor of her native
cline. Neither threats nor punish
ments could rouse her INTO the slight
est activity. The only person to whom
she paid the least attention was Mrs.
lie Poer, who alone never ill-nsed her:
Foor lady, she was too broken-splrited
TO lll-,se anybody; but she never
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