The Sunday tatler and Jersey City express. (Jersey City, N.J.) 1883-1886, 1885-02-22
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Joab chuckled. Il don't know as they'd
become her.. he said, with grim POPULARITY.
$50 gee up. old DollI'
81 know I'm pretty old to be lookin' arter
q situation, said Miss Comfort Falrhayen,
shut / can't starve, nor won't beg, so
what's there left? Wehad good farm once,
but my brother could not rest till he speck.
Hated it all away, and now he's gone and
I'm all alone. So if you know of good
place as house-keeper, or matron in an
asylum, or general overseer, don't much
care where or -
The intelligence Office keeper, with O
slight shrug of his shoulders, broke in on
the torrent or Miss Fairhaven's explanatory
eloquence.
ssWhat wages did you ask2"
Poor Miss Comfort blank word wages
called rusty glow to her cheek.
81 amt particular about that, SO long as
its good home.
"Heres a place that might perhaps suit
you -Housekeeper wanted at Mr.. Dupon-
ceau's, No =, Fifth avenue. You might
try it, although hardly think person Of
your appearance would suit.
Il ant young, know" said Miss Com
fort with sigh, ''but there's deal O. tough
work left in me yet Give me the address
II shan't give up and starve without tryin
for it r
Yet, spite of all her philosophy, Miss
Comfort heart, like that of the Queen OF
Sheba, of old, grew faint within her as she
sat in the luxurious reception room of the
Fifth avenue mansion, surrounded by silk
en- chairs, gilded tables, flashing mirrors
and pictures, whose radiant skies might
have been painted in liquidized gold, so
rare and costly were they.
sI'm Almost sorry | comet drought Miss
Comfort. 81 don't fairly believe can give
satisfaction here"
While the thought was passing through
her mind, the door swung open on its sill
ver-plated hinges, and tall young lady in
blue silk morning robe entered-a young
lady with golden brown hair looped after
the fashionable style over her brow, and
doep blue eyes.
Miss Comfort rose and dropped stiff
little courtesy.
to her amazement the rest of her speech
was abruptly checked by the young lady's
arms being thrown round her neck.
''Oh, am SO glad to see you'll" she cried
out, estatically. 81 thought should never
see you again. went to the old farm, but
you had gone away. nobody knew whittier.
And she Rugged Miss Comfort more en-
Enthusiastically than ever, the bright tears
sparkling on her eyelashes.
''Why," demanded the bewildered SPINS
ter, .'who are your"
I'm Essie. Don't you remember little
Essie Bell, that you gave the five-dollar bill
to, in the twilight, by the rosebushes, when
-
sob, o-o--h!" exclaimed Miss Comfort
sYou don't mean to say that you are that
--n
And here she stopped, nearly strangled
by Essie's renewed embraces, while she
listened to the story of ''papa's death, and
how grandpa had adopted her; and how
shewas surrounded by ali that luxury could
devise or art invent.
Sand have longed to see you again,
added Essie, s'for if it had not been for
your kindness, papa never could have
reached his home. And you shall live with
me now, and be my darling old friend!'
NO." said Miss Comfort, gravely. shak-
ing her head. ssI've come to apply for
situation as housekeeper, and if you won't
give it to me, why must go elsewhere"
And Essie was obliged to consent.
.'But mind, said she, nodding the gold
en- masses, 81 shall give you what wages
please. Grandpa always intrusts those
things to my management.
So Miss Comfort Fairhaven stayed, nomi-
nally as housekeeper-really the trusted
and revered head of the establishment, and
her declining years were surrounded by a
piece and luxury she never dared to dream
of in her Hottest aspirations.
Miss Comfort Fairhaven had invested the
fve-dollar bill advantageously. She had
cast her bread upon the waters, and after
many days it had returned to her.