Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-05-03

ingin the thoroughfAre touched their tore
lock with slow cisility.
Al the neighborhood knew Miss Priscilla
and knowing her knew 81 her history. Sh
had lived among them always. She va
Squire Compton's only surviving child, an
81 e was reputed fabulously wealthy here
where money Was so rars. IL did not mat
ter that Squire Compton had been held poo
enough in bis day, and that all he left hst
been divided equally between Priscilla ant
Edward GlInn; his grandson. Miss Pris
ella must be wealthy, Judged by her larg,
beneyolenees. OF course money does accu
mulste in the hands Of women, and Mis-
Priscilla was economical in her personal ex
penditure, ard besides, did not theTsy o
life Of Edward GlYrn prove how mucf
wealth must have fallen between them2
IL was not often that Edward Glynn haC
chosen 10 honor FsirView with his presence
but frCm the few occasions when IL had beer
favored, il retained a vivid memory Of BIZ
elegant bearing, his costly equipments snc
his general suggestveness Of luxury and
ase Fairview was quite proud that such
2 distinguished gentleman owed his origin
% 1t, however remotely, though few of the
o dest inhabitants did venture to whisper
among themselves that Edward Glynn wa:
very Ike his father, and that his father had
leen only q curse to everyone who had ever
trusted bin. OF course they would no;
have said this to Miss Priscilla for the world
end they only breathed it to each other in
confidential moments, Tor Miss Priscilla was
q kind of little Providence in the neighbor-
hood, and word against aught belonging
TO her was disloyalty.
As she passed down the still street that
calm June afternoon, one and another offer
ed her friendly greeting; and, observation
berg none too acute here, no one noticed
with what frozen smile she answered. She
was almost at her own door, when little
girl on crutches hobOled after her, and put
q rose into her hand.
1t is off the bush you gave me. she said,
and then Miss Priscilla drew down her veil
and hurried on, weeping. How was she TO
leave these hearts that loved her and the
happy home in which she had spent her en-
tire lifetime?
Her little maidservsnt opened the door
for her without waiting for her knock, and
took her bonnet and shawl and brough;
her slippers and 8 cup of tea. Miss Pms
ella drank the cheering beverage 10 give
her courage. and then she went into the lit
tie kitchen where the little maid sat sewing
by the hearth.
Jane" Miss Priscilla said, clearing out
her throat Jane, I wish to say that al the
end Of the month you and | shall be obliged
to part"
James face assumed an expression of dis
may, but she only said, "Lor" She felt a.
that moment a whole volume OF things, but
being an uncultured person she only said
"Lor"
1T is no fault OF yours, Jane Miss PriS
ella continued with palnstaking precision
Il have found you everything that g'rI
should be, and only part with you because
| have decided TO leave Fairyiew.'
Jane sighed family, and her round eyes
g--w rcuCd'r.
Il carnot tsl how soon | MAJ leave the
village. Miss Priscilla weJt on, but IN any
cgae Jeu will have your months wages.
~ Cont want no wages bat waAt I've
earned. uasm," Jane answered with sever
~
-: ould take you with me if it were pos
L
"hut il is out OF the question.
FONT mention it. ma am; it's no matter,
I'm sure, though | have served you faith
ful" And then Jane clsttered among the
freirens, and hunted the cat from his cosy
nook By the FIRE, with muttered exclamation
of contempt for his lsziness, and finally
drove Miss Priscilla from the kitchen, thus
Gsnri,inp both of them of the solace Of mu.
lual sympathy.
Miss Priscilla was disappointed ia Jane,
but Miss Priscilla's ideas on many things
were likely to suffer metamorPhoses. Ii
vas only now that this quiXouc lady was be-
gipsing TO realize the entire consequences
of all She had done for the sake OF Lefty 5
hoy. When danger and disgrace had loom
ID large and terrible above him, her only
thought had been, was there time to save
3iu. and would the sacrifice of her whole
fortune be enought? But when the deed
sas done, when the culprit had sailed scath-
Iesg away, and when she vas lett to break
70 her friends the story of her changed for
.unes. then she reslized the import and con-
sequences of her action.
The old life, the Life Of prosperous easy
b alfNenehueuGtt
or but little better-cne who fronts the world
% ask something st its hands. Her small
s,cck Of powers and possibilities was nov to
be brought to iudgment-and what were her
covers and possibilities? Old fashioned &C
/ ccmplishments, autiquated erudition, half
forgotten sciences, whose very outlines later
! developments had ob,iterated. As Mr.. Horn
/ by had said, she was ages behind the times,
But il was too late to think of all this now
TOO late 10 remember her shYness, her spiusteI
;imidity; too late to regret her quiet lite
and simple pleasures and small sphere Of
usefulness. She had sacrificed all this to
/ l.ettys SOD, who perhaps scarcely thanked
| her, and she had no alternative now but to
! sccept the consequences OF her action
CHATTER H.
: Mrs. Thomas Horribly sat at breakfast ID