The Arkansaw traveler., 1886-05-08
The HOusekceDer'S Story.
By Mrs. Loewenthal.

"Oh, yes, Mrs. Lee l have lived with them a long time, years before Miss Una was born was maid to Miss Agnes Lander before she married the
 squire. was with her when Miss Una was born, and was with her, poor thing when she died An, mel Miss Una was six years old then, and my poor lady made the squire promise to keep me for the child; she knew I'd be a mother to her. When the squire mar red Miss Beatrice Howe, l knew we should have hard times for she was q proud piece just as proud as she was handsome; though I'm sure never saw any beauty in her bold black eyes
 She hated Miss l m right away knew 1t the minute l saw her l never could think what made the squire marry her, with her naughty ways and evil black eyes
 The way the men came around her made me sick and the old squire .leal ous; it served him right for he should have known she only married him for his money, but men will be fools where thcres a pretty face.
 When Miss Una was sixteen her father died, leaving her the richest heir- ess in N. The stepmother got but third of the property, and that only as long as she was single.
 Well, marm, I'll never forget the day young Alex. Linwood came to the hall It seems he knew Mrs Amsley when she was Miss Howe Since her marriage he had been on the continent, and of course, when he came home he called to see her, although not knowing her husband was dead had been dusting in the parlor, and was standing behind the curtain when he came in. You know what handsome man he is now, and at that time he was no worse looking Madame was standing in the center of the room when he came in, when she saw him she gave little cry, and met him with both hands out stretched, her whole face lit up till she looked really pretty. ~
 It was easy to see she loved him. for she took no pains to hide it He was very much surprised to hear of the squirc- death, and seemed very sorry He was not long there when Miss ma rode up to the hall she always loved her horse Dismounting she went into the par!or, not knowing anyone was there l never saw her look SO well
 Her habit was of dark green velvet, and fitted her to perfection; her checks were rosy from the cold air, and her eyes shonc like blue diamonds the green plume of her hat contrasted well with her golden braids, for you know Miss Gna's hair was much lighter then than it is now l saw the look of ad mi irat tfyt Dt, tho fnC ,~hnV, Mrs. Ainsley introduced them and I also saw look of hatred on madamcs face Alex Linwood remained to din ner, and after that heard playing and singing. It was fully ten o'clock before Alex. went home
 II came very often after that, and even Mrs. Ainsley saw how much he loved Una; he seemed unable 10 exist without her and but a short time passed before my darling told me they were engaged
 One night i'll summer Alex and [ ma had been walking in the garden, and 1 was watching them from the arbor, where sat 10 catch the cool air. The moon was so bright that l saw the glances of love Alex gave Una At last he bade her goodnight. holding her so long in his arms, and kissing her so often, that 1 thought he'd never let her go but he did at last gazing after her till she was out of sight
 He then walked on, the arbor vas near the gate, 50 that he'd have to pass me. He was very near, when all at once Mrs. Ainsley stepped before him; she caught bis arm, and said hoar~ely Oh, Alex do you really love that doll faced girl 90 much1 She can never love you as do. loved you before my marriage and when you went away knew you did not care for me, so mar ried Squire Ainsley. never was happy, for still loved you, and when the squire died and you came home thought that then you would surely love ne. Oh, Alex let her go and love me, love mel! She then knelt down, and sobbcd bit teriy Even felt sorry for her. Alex Linwoods noble face was very sad, as he said gently:
 "' Mrs Ainsley, am very sorry for this; hardly dare think how should feel if Una did not love me; you say let her go.' l cannot; she Is my very life the only one I ever loved. beg