The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1885-01-08

il MORN l d.; SO here It's, and
mind you, don lose it"
The child's eyes were brimmin4
as she oked in Miss Comfort:
honest, hard- featured face.
"'Wip you let me kiss you.j Just
once?@ she whispered, standing or
tip toe to bring her blooming cheek
close to the spinster's wrinkied lips
kissing, as Miss Comfort might
herself have remarked, had she
had leisure for a remark, was moi
much in her way, but she could moi
resist the sweet, wistful entreaty.
There" she said, with strangt
moisture in her eyes, ''run along
Joab's waitin'.'
"Oh" cried little Esther, as she
sat on the BuffalO-draped seat,
wish l was rich and grown upm
why, what 'ud you do?' de
manded honest Joab
'Pd buy y diamond necklace and
pink dress for that good lady"
Joab chuckled, Il don't know as
they'd d become her." he said with
grim jocularity. so gee up, old
Doll"
~'I know TN pretty old to be
lookin' arter q situation" said Miss
Comfort FairhaveD, shut l can't
starve, nor l won't beg, so whats
there left? We had a good farm
once, but my brother couldn't rest
till he specialized it all away, and
now he's gone and I'm all alone.
So, if you know of good place as
housekeeper, or matron in ary asy-
lum or general overseer, l don't
much care where"
The intelligent Office keeper, with
slight shrug of his shoulders,
broke in on the torrent of Miss
Fairhaven's explanatory eloquence.
"What wages did you ask?"
Poor Miss Comfort-the blank
word wages called rusty glow to
her cheek.
81 amt particular about that so
long as it's a good home"
Here's a place that perhaps
might suit you-housekeeper want
ed at Mr.. Dunponceau's, No.-Fifth-
av. You might try it, although 1
hardly think person Of your ap
pearance would suit"
81 amt young, l know" said
Miss Com fort with a sigh, but there's
a deal O. tough work left in me yet.
Give me the address; shan't give
up and starve without tryin' for it
Yet, spite of all her philosophy,
Miss Comforts heart, like that Of
the Queen of Sheba of old, grew
faint within her as she sat in the
luxuries reception room of the
Fifth-av, mansion, surrounded by
silken chairs, gilded tables, flashing
mirrows and pictures, whose radi-
ant skies might have been painted
in liquidized gold, so rare and cost
ly were they.
-'Pm Almost sorry l come p
thought Miss Comfort. 81 don't
fairly bslieve I can give satisfac-
ton here.'
While the thought was passing
through her mind, the door swung
open on its silver-plated Linges, and
tall young lady, in a blue silk
robe, entered-a young lady with
golden brown hair looped after the
fashionable style over her brown,
and deep blue eyes.
Miss Comfort rose and dropped 8
stiff little courtesy.
I've called to see she began,
but to her amazement the rest of
her speech was abruptly checked by
the young lady's arms being thrown
around her neck.
"Ob, I'm SO giad to see you," she
cried out, ecstatically, II thought l
never should see you again. went
to the old farm, but you had gone
away, nobody knew whitherr'
And she hugged Miss Comfort
more enthusiastically than ever,
with brightstears sparkling on her
eyelashes.
"Why," demanded the bewilder-
ed spinster, "who are your"
"Pm Essie! don't you remember
little Essie Bell, that you gave the
five dollar bill to In the twilight,
by the wild rose bushes, when"
"Oh 'o-o-hp' exclaimed Miss
Comfort. "You don't mean to say
you're that"
And here she stopped, nearly
strangled by Essie's renewed en-
braces, while she listened to the
story of "papa's DEATH" and how
grandpapa had adopted her; snd
how she was surrounded by all that
luxury could devise, or art invent
"And l have longed to see you
again" added Essie, ''for if it had
not been for your kindness, papa
could have never lived to reach his
home! And you shall live with me
always now and. be my darling old
friendp'
NO" said Miss Comfort gravely
shaking her head. I've come to
apply for situation as housekeep-
ing, and if you won't give it to me,
l must 90 elsewhere"
And Essie was obliged to consent
"But mind" said she, nodding
the golden masses of her hair. 81
shall give you what wages 1 please
Grandpapa always entrusts those
things to my managementr'
So Miss Comfort Fairhaven stay
ed, nominally housekeeper-real-
ly the trusted and revered head OF
the establishment, and her declin.
ing years were surrounded by a
peace aud luxury she never had
dared to dream of in her loftiesi
aspirations!
Miss Comfort Fairhaven had in
vested the five dollar bill advanta
geously. She had cast her bread
upon the waters, and after many
DAYS it had returned to her.
A wise man has discovered that
the figures 500" occupy considera