The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1886-07-01
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II vas an unaissctive looking plAc.
that ihird-ssory back room In the secon
rate boarding house. yet that minute
looked positively pleasant TO its occupant
Elizabeth Dale. II abe could have left
Of her own free will. nothing would Lav
given her more pleasure; now that she Va
obliged TO leave il. she was almost sorry
fact quite in accordance with The inher
ent consrarines Of all things. She hal
Just bad IN interview with her landlsd
and that person hsd informed her that sh
= Miss Dale. was two weeks in arrears 10
board and that II must be paid. Mrs
Brown--thst vas tho lsDdlsdy's name
regretted exceedingly to press the matt eI
but In justice to herself and her dear
poor, fatherless children she could not d,
otherwise. Rents we're advancing. pro.
visions were going up. there was the wats
tax and the gas bills and the coal bills
aud Miss Dale could understand that thes,
could not be paid without money.
Mrs Brown Vas not the loud voiced
aggressive. ungrsmmatical lAndl.as O..
spoke in snet ..fss Iow tooss that one m
almost fain 10 believe in what she called
her excellent coffee. and abe offered hel
discouraged looking sriddle cakes with
such smile and such irreproachable Eng
lish as almost reconciled one TO their indi
gestibility. She made her remarks to Miss
Dale in dnlcet tones, but that young
woman's educated ear detected the hard
ness underneath voice and smile. 6hs
heard it in the emphatic though light step
that had just died away on the stairs.
Then she sat down to think II al over.
She bad told Mrs. Brown that she would
think about it. and there was no choice
about keeping her word.
II there was one thing that Elizabeth
Dale understood perfectly it was that bills
could not be paid without money. The
neatly made out bill that Mrs. Brown had
left in her hand was silent but truthful
witness to that fact.
Hers was the common story; unframed
10 work, by succession Of misfortunes it
had suddenly become necessary for her to
do so. Just what the misiortunes were
does not matter. Trouble is infinite in its
resources and does not need to repeat it.
self. III
After Mrs. Brown had gone, Elizabeth
picked up the morning paper, She read
this:
WANTED, in family where one servant
Is kept, housekeeper; one who under
stands cooking. and the experimenting Of
J household. Address or call upon
ADAM BAILEY, Allandale.
She read it over carefully; she turned
he paper and looked at the timetable;
The looked in her purse-the result seem
'd to be satisfactory, for she proceeded to
,ut few articles into small satchel. and
hen to pack all her belongings into her
me large trunk. Then with . calmness
'orn Of her desperation, she walked down
nd told Mrs. Brown that she Was going to
Allandale. that she probably should not be
,ack for several days, that she would leave
Ter trunk until she could send the amount
|ue for board.
Once on the train she realized the reck-
essness Of what she was doing. She own
d TO herself that beyond making o good
up Of coffee. frying oysters and making
PONCE cake. she knew little about cook
ng, but she looked hopefully and trust
ully at the thick. practical looking book
'hich she bad stopped on her way to the
rain to buy. She even employed the 80
,inutes reading recipes and rules for the
laking Of pies, doughnuts and various
very day edIbles, and came to the con-
Iusion that it was not beyond her power
, master their mysteries. When the con-
,iousness came to her that her last 90
snts had gone for her ticket the impossi
ility OF failure was reveald to her. The
nth is. Elizabeth Dale, she said to her,
III, your destiny is manifest; there is
othing left to you II this fails.
Allandale was pretty village; pretty in
'e spring. that trying season when don
ng piece BY piece it's garments Of green;
,autiful in sun mer. robed from head to
ot in gay attire with rose end velvet on
'ow and breast; gorgeous in its autumn
,wn OF fame and russell and gold, with
J wells Of purple mist. and golden rod
"a aster in the place Of rose and violet.
It Was easy to find where Adam Bailey :
red. 1t was one Of the Oldest and hand
NEST OF the. many old, handsome places
the village. When Elizabeth walked up
Q long path TO the door she thought that
u feet had walked no path 80 pleasant '
: many day, and she resolved that she .
'uld please Adam BaiIey's palate or pes-
, 10 the attempt NJ Il
No one answered her ring; she rang 9
soronsly again and again. The one Z
rvant, mentioned In the advertisement, =
ngiDg on the baak gate gossiping with '
. neighbcr help. paid no attention 10 IT,
Elizabeth gently opened tho door and n
nod : moment wondering what 10 do i
1t, when from an inner room she heard o
,oArse Come IN. .
II took moment for her eyes 10 accom- Il
te themselves 10 the dim light Of the
om entered. When she could see. she b
scovered 40 old msn. gray and bent 10 .,
invalid's chair. She let in hood OF il
ht thst dsxxled his eyes - the darkness :.
fiied hers In momept be said. Who e'
the world are you, and what have ron d
60 barging'away At my door 90 long fors
| IN the bousekeepef Jon advertised for. >,
I've been banging At your door be- Il