The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1889-07-18
ISABE Il;
From Shop to Mansion.
Tho Romantic Story OF q Dress
Makers Rise In Life
~ MRS. Z. N. HoWAHo.
Copyrighted, 1sso.l

lCopyrsghsed, 1889.
CHAPTER vIL-COSTISrED.
"And 30 you met Mrs. Monteith in Phila-
ielphia," laughed Mrs. Stanford, land she
doubtless thought she was showing me
favor in crushing you.'
Mrs. Stanford forgot that Mrs. Monteith
nad but shown the same spirit she had her.
self cherished.
Really, / must contrive to let her hear
this delightfully."- romantic story Of yours
Mrs. Stanford looked at it in . merccnary
and social light only, while Isabels heart
was full Of the sweet, strange JOY Of having
found out the long-sought knowledge OF
1er parentage, and she changed the subject
0ytelling her sister in law her plan in re
gard 70 Lottie Ford. Tho lady was In q
.acctious humor, and cried, gayly: II shall
expect to hear next that you and Harvey
nave started an orphan asylum, or at the
eastan invalid's retreat" and she laughed
heartily ut the brllliancy Of her idea. but
.eally, joking asidc,' she added, more scri-
,usly, sit will be nice for Oracle if the girl
intelligent and refined, and of course you
would not think Of the thing otherwise"
my dear sister, il you could only recover
rom the idea that q person is necessarily
vulgar and i'll bred SIMPLY because she is
POOR" said Isabel, with . dcprccating
smile.
'Oh, mother, If you only knew how hard
It's for me to lie here and sec you doing 50
much for me-" The speaker was Lotto
Ford; she lay upon the lounge, in the one
,oom which answered for sit;ing-room, din.
ng-room and parlor, and watched the
patient mother as she polished the bosom Of
fine shirt she was ironing, for Mrs. Ford
vas obliged to do great deal Of fine laun-
Try work now that Lottie was sick and the
expenses heavier.
.ies gentle spirit reflected in her thin face;
thad been pretty once, in the days long,
ong ago, when Mr.. Ford, then thrifty me-
.hanic, brought her to coy nest called
aome, and for many years they were so
happy, and the wo.f-poserty kept q re-
,pcctful distance from their door.
Then trouble came IN the form Of sick
,ess and death, and two lovely children
we're laid in the grave, and Lottle had the
all which resulted IN her lameness, and the
title mother was glad to turn her faculty
or fine ironing to advantage in helping
,long, for Mr.. Ford, though the kindest and
most willing Of men, was no longer young
md strong.
Don't fret, Lottie." she said, as she fitted
he bosom-board into another shirt Let
is be thank full that / can get the work TO
10; If could only SEQ you getting better |
onld work with a light heart" And She
sighed as she went into the little kitchen
or fresh iron.
"How wish might hear from Isabel .
laid Lottie, as the mother returned. Il
ave thought Of her SO much Of late"
Ayes replied Mrs. Ford, '.that basket of
ruit and flowers she sent you cheercd and
Helped you better than a half-dozen doctors
,isi.s.n
Doubtless she has too many interests in
yer new life to think Of poor Lottie very
,ften, though" sighed the daughter.
At that very moment Mrs. Stanford's own
elegant carriage was at the front Of the
shabby tenement house, and Isabel, her face
iglow with the delight Of meeting her
'riend again, ran up the stairs, and, as the
ioor was ajaF. she stepped in without knock
ng, and before Lottie could quite comprO
lend who or what it was, she had her arms
Iround the poor, pale little figure, crying
oyfully: '.Lottie, you darling, precious lit
lie L0ttie, / have come to take you home
With metz