The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1889-06-06
A LUCKY FALL

day instead ~ soiag 20 school
Minnie Kendall looked np from be-
stitching with q smile ioio the plesdins
face OF bet younger sister. girl OF four
teen. With fresh. dimpled face aud golder
hair that bang like golden mist over hs'
sboulders
Ism ne, i,red, Hilds, she said. at leas'
M, more tired than usual Aud ! should
very much regret 10 have you miss day
from school
oaly one year more, said Hilda, .lmost
pAssionaiely. and then | shall graduie'
and Mrs Archer has promised TO get mo
a plsce as nursery goyetness OF under tea
cher In some school. and can earn mou
o, and let you rest. But. oh. Minnie. IL
you should stitch yourself into the grave
nnt--
Nonsense, said Minnie. lightly. run of
70 your books. aud dont get snch silly no.
,ions into your head.
Minnie. said Hilda. grsvely, 10 you
know the girls at school were saying how
rich orr Grandfather Raymond sand what
spleodid house he lives in'
know il, Hilds
Then why does be not do something to
help Us?
/ Because. Hilda, be holds us snswerabie
iof our mothers act OF disobedience in
marrying, twenty two years ago, and be
cause he is relentless as the grave.
Minnie, SAID the child, grayely. With
her hands crossed behind her back, is that
jus,'
No, nor kind, nor Christian: bat what is
the use OF discussing it dear
I've great mind to go to grandfather.
and tell him what ! think OF him said
Hilda, pressing her rosy lips together.
We are so poor and be so rIch. and. after
all. our mother was his only child He is
going to leave bis money to an orphan
asylum. they say Minnie, it would be a
curious fr ak Of fortune If we we're to go
there for admission. But never mind,
With an emphatic nod Of the sunny head.
let him roll in his wealth. aud hug his
rsucorous spite in his heart Our love il
more to US thau all his gold isn't it, Min
ME?
Aud she pressed her lips to the pale,
fair forehead OF her elder sister, aud trip
ped away TO school
She we, making her light. agile way 1
over crowded crossing. where side
street led into Broadway. ten minutes la ,
ter when white haired old man, who had
Just alighted from an open baroucbe. slip. !
ped and fell almost at her feet. Instantly, a
Hida had stopped and assisted to raise
him. He looked vaguely at her. es il the \
violence OF the fall had nearly stunned ,
him
Where am II he asked slowly. Who
are yon9 And where is my man?
Are you much hurt' said Hids. softly
wiping the mud stains from his forehead !,
with her pocket handkerchief. Let me !;
cad you back to your clrrisge. a,
BY this time the footman had al GIFTED
rom his place on the box with the lively :,
and hurried to the assistance OF h.
lis master, and Hilda stood on the curb
tone, watching the rapidly disappearing m
arrisge. fc
And he never once thanked me, she
bought But never mind, poor old man. A.
dare say be was too much stunned and
onfused to think Of anything but his own
eril and danger.
So Hilda went her way to school think
lg no more OF the little adventure she -
sd had, and old Kenneth Raymond re j..
urned 10 his palatisl home. -
Who was the little girl that helped me
p when fell? he ked abruptly OF the =
'otman, as he wss once more snugly es- =
lblsaed in bis easy chair in the besuti. :.
II library OF the Fifth Avenue mansion :,
here be lived.
Sir2 circulated the faithful Anthony.
aring hopelesslv at bis master.
The pretty little girl with the golden - -
lir where is she. / say9 ~
Indeed, sir. | don't know, answered the 49, -.
rvant. scratching his head. WV
Well. find ont, and bring her here. l ,
ant /, thank her for her kindness. She :.
lped my muddy face with her own little -
mbric handkerchief, bless her dear Ia sart.
Where be ! to inquire. sir? demanded
ithony
where' low do 1 know. you block
ADJ That's your business. not mine,
IN, to see her, that's enough for you to {
ow des
And Anthony went down stairs in some of
rpleii,y to confer with his felow.ser the
pts c,a
For mr. do grow more unreasonable ouf
NY day Of bis life said poor Anthony. A
by. never seed the little things face Or,
p'rsps he'll forget oil abou. II, said the oor
,k. Old folks is apt to take up notions sas
ick. and drop EN- Just as quick. The
U dat fret about it Tony. II | WAS you ,ca
But old Kenneth Raymond did not for tar,
this one particular caprice Of his crab. and
old age. Day after day he drove on, wa,
the saiil ined bsrouehe with the svow. ,uc
purpose OF seeking for the little gold. Y
haired damsel who bad come 10 his he
cue on that November day evening AIN
n evening be bitterly rallied at the luck !. >
An,houy for bis stupidity in not aid Tho
10 further the sc ch,
Why don't you advertise in the papers. . q,
at last suggested Autbony. driven to I
izy by bis masters changing moods Ian
laneier. cane
dveriise for the little girl tba, picked me,
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