Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1885-08-08

self had been there. 1t was not easy to blame
even Avery for his doubts.
As / reflected upon these circumstances and
realized the situation, very uncomfortable
feeling stole over me. The shyness of friends
was accommodation, and the mystery in the air
was no longer without explanation. The deiec-
ton which began to experience was not les
sened by the information which Avery volun-
feered, that Captain Brown would have con-
sented TO make complaint against me, and
would have permitted my arrest, had it not
ogen una ina, r ne was special triend OF the man
cher 1t appeared that only friendship had
situation and his advice, I was reduced to a
condition OF pitiable tremor. After left him
to go TO my room, it seemed to me that every
When reached the small house which
called home, and had assembled to the close and
dingy apartment in the third story, which was
mine tby the week., l found q letter my
table. The terms Of that epistle were simple.
was directed to close my school at the earliest
The information was also conveyed that nv
services would not be required in the future.
III the letter was properly signed, and amounted
II was Saturday land no SCHOOL, when got
that news. What suffered that day and the
mortal tongue can tell. was, In point Of tact,
only poor country boy, pulled up with q little
college learning, and crying not only for my
mother and home or course you think Won
would not have suffered as did. 1t is gener-
ely suppsSeco tQat b person VINO Is innocent
VIII when accused, be brave and defiant. But
that Is not true. 1t Is the innocent who feel the
keenest anguish. Ask any experienced crimi-
endured more In my life than on the two days
10 which have alluded.
Monday, at noon, dismissed the school, tell
ing them that should no longer be their
teacher, and, yenturing to say q few words Of
fi,reweii. But their sneerlng faces made It
almost impossible. They departed without say
Ing good-by, and some OF them booted as they
went out OF the door. / struggled hard to be
manly and brave and not give way In the pres
ence OF the scholars whom loved so well. But
In truth was cut to the heart. have not told
you how bad toiled for them, and had not
counted my health or life dear to me, that
might succeed In teaching them and being
their true friend. This was my reward. It gives
me chill even yet to think Of 1t.
Ana now come TO another point. have
said that the scholars did not bid me farewell;
put mere was one exception. As sat there at
ny desk, suffering and trying not to show II. q
girl aooot nneen years OF age, with hand
some, sensitive face, brown hair and bright
hazel eyes, came back and stood looking at me-
ana biting her handkerchief and seeming very
sac ana mournfui. 1t was Phoebe Smith, the
SISTER O! orlando, and niece OF Capt. Brown.
~ nao Deem my way and perhaps my nature
70 be rather dignided a. q teacher had
treated Phoebe as Ii she were small girl; but
she was really quite tall and womanly. When
sne STOOD and gazed at me In that WONDERING
ana moarnml way knew that she expected
me 70 sey something. II touched me deeply to
Sc tna! there ives osse who was willing 10 show
me Kindness. l asked, - cheerfnlly - could
Weah fn0oss do you wtah - say good-byf'