San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-11-05
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A TALE FROM REAL LIFE.
BY RETT WILDWOOD.

giving way TO such nOnsenser All IS
lost should that girl ever appear"
Half an hour later, while Mrs. Bea-
man still sat Illuminating, the dOOr-bell
rang. Presently a servant looked in.
The new gOverneSS, madam" he
said, in a respectful tone. 'Will you
see her?"
"Yes, Thomas. Show her in here"
"YOu are Miss Grey" she said, in
sharp tone of voice. The young per-
son Madam Pinkney was 50 kind as to
recommends"
"YeS, madam"
"You look very youthful for such
position. Can you teach French and
music, as well as the more common
branChes?"
Yes, madam"
Every well. You may consider your
self engaged. The amount of the sal
airy, has already been stipulated in my
correspondence with Madam Pinkney
we need not refer to it again. You
will be expected to take the entire
charge of the younger children, and as
siSt Marcia in her French lessons"
Il shall try to please you, madam"
"Eiumph! | hope so. Now ring that
bell on the table. One of the servants
Will SuON yOu W GllC lOOlH DOu GtAC W
occupy"
The girl turned to obey; but just as
she reached the table her glance hap
pened to fall upon the portrait of Ger
trude Vane, which Mrs. Waugh had
left lying there. the face upturned.
A startled cry broke from her lips.
Hearing it, Mrs. Beaman looked round
sharply. She was astOnished to see the
girl kissing the portrait with wild sort
of vehemence.
What are you doing?" she angrily
demanded.
The girls pretty face grew pink with
bushes.
Forgive me, madam. | could not
help it. The picture is that Of my dead
mother. o, how strange it seems to
find it here"
Your mother"
Every drop of blood in Mrs. Beaman'S
veins seemed turning to ice. She start
ed up. her eyes dilated. her heart beat
ing strangely. Gertrude Vane had
married Grey. Why did she not think
of it before?
"Areyou Gertrude Vane's daughter?"
she almost Missed.
"Yes: that was mammals maiden
name. Did you know her, madam"
Il? Certainly not" Mrs. Beaman
broke into hOarse laugh. Her wits
were slowly coming back. She realized
the urgent necessity for getting the girl
before she and Mrs. Waugh came in
contact with each other.
II did not know your mOther-I new
er make friendships with that class of
PERSONS" she repeated, sCOrnfully.-
"But I've heard of her; and no good,
for that matter. Please consider our
agreement cancelled. No earthly con-
sideration would induce me to receive
Gertrude Vane's daughter into my
house."
What had poor mamma done that
you should turn against mel"
II decline to enter into explanations.
Co."
''But have no money! am penni-
lessl" sobbed the girl. Il spent my
last dollar in getting here. What am ]
to do?n
"That is your concern" Mrs. Beaman
haughtily replied. II do not feel called
upon to provide for you. You cannot
remain here. Be good enough to go at
once"
The poor soul ceased to plead, but
her step was heavy and detected as she
turned away. Mrs. Beaman fell back
in her chair, quite faint with apprehen-
sion and excitement.
What narrow escaped" she mutter-
ed, wiping her hot forehead.
Miss Grey was cropping her way
through binding tears to the house
door, when a yellow, jewelled hand fell
lightly upon her arm. Mrs. Waugh had
descended from her chamber just in
time to encounter her on the way out.
you are crying" she said, kindly
"What is the natter"
The girls tears flowed faster than
ever at hearing the voice of sympathy.
In half-a-dozen sentences she told her
simple story.
II felt so sure of the situation" she
said, in conclusion. Madam Pinkney
told me the matter was settled. And
now | have no money to take me away
no friends to whom | can go.n
Take courage, my dear" she said
"YOu shall be provided for"
Before the other realized her inten-
ton, she had drawn her forcibly back
to the drawing-room door. and the