New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1888-02-15
ELLA Mavbury. I am only "a factory
slave. They told me SO tonight she
added, bitterly.

added, bitterly
Are your parents living?'
mo; they died while | was a small
child. | was bound out to a farmer
and his wife in the town of Devon. /
cannot begin to tell you the abuse !
have suffered at their hands. It seem
ed more than could bear. and at last,
through the influence of one whom ]
thought was my friend, Iran away and
came to the city.
Il began to work in the mill, but nv
pay was SO small and [ have been sick
SO much that l have almost given up
many times. All last month I was i'll
and now that have become able to 20
back to work there has been cut
down In my wages.
'Ihe family with whom have board
ed turned me into the street tonight,
calling me "a factory slave
ooh, | am weak in body and sick at
heart. cannot fight the battle long
er. A grave in the river is preferable
to this! Ifyou had not come"
She paused in her sad recital, while
her gaze became fixed upon the mills.
Her rescuer had listened to her story
with deepest interest, Her trouble had
touched his very heart
Cheer up" he said, encoura gingly,
''and believe you have found friend
now who will assist you all that lies in
his power. )"
Il thank YOU" she murlnured. 81
hope your coming is for the BEST
81 believe it, = he declared, earnestly.
''But see, it is beginning to rain. We
must find shelter for you. VIII you 90
to one of the hotels?'
~ es-no! have an acquaintance
VINO mas been very kind to me. Per-
haps she will not turn me away
$50 much the better. With your
permission, | will accompany you to
the place.
Little more was said by either until
they reached one of the tenement
blocks near the Main street.
'My friend lives here" said Ella
leading the way up pair of narrow,
winding stairs. She knocked timidly
at one of the doors on the second story.
After a short delay it was opened by
young woman, who at sight of Ella,
cried:
Come in, Nell. This is glad sur
PRISE
Il thank you, Edith. have a friend
with me. NJ -
She paused in confusion, unable to
call her benefactor' name.
'Howard-Charles Howard" he
fastened to say. pray excuse"
lie did not finish the sentence, unless
the low exclamation that left his lips
could be called speech.
Edith, my sisterr'-and he sprano to
the side of Elias friend.
Charlie. dear brother!'' she
fell into his arms
Ella looked on with wonder.
Then from the plainly furnished
apartment two others joined the scene.
Father, MOTHER said Edith, when
the first transport of iov had passed.
Charley returned at last
There were many questions asked
and long stories told, which need not
be repeated here.
Charles Howard had left home when
boy OF fourteen to 60 with a friend
to California. Report afterwards came
to his parents of his death, and later
they moved from their native village
in the state of Ohio to come to M,
New Hampshire.
Charles, though escaping death.
passed through a long illness to recover
at last penniless and discouraged. His
letters were returned and in vain he
tried to learn aught of his parents
whereabouts. They had moved, but no
one knew whittier.
AS soon as possible Charles returned
to begin fruitless search for his fam
llv. In time, unconscious of their ex-
lstence there, he drifted to M, and
then followed the Providential MEETING
rs we have described.
Ella May bury found pleasant home
with her friends until a short time
since she became the mistress of a house-
hold of her own as the wife of her pre-
server, to find that life is worth the
living. To the brave in heart there ia
no cloud without it's silver lining
Iankee Blade.