Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1890-05-16

for moment, as though asking what
meant, then said:
at is case of necessity, Sir Lloyd, az
find your sisters wardrobe in great disor-
der"
"Well," / said, 'you have no right to do
that" pointing to the work that lay in her
lap.
She only shrugged her shoulders and
went on with the sewing. IL made me
more vexed to be defied in this manner by
a slight girl; and commenced pacing the
floor, saying:
eve are disgrace to our name, dis
grace to mankindl No one ever comes
here without being imposed upon. Here
you must be compelled TO be seamstress
for your pupil. But what a fool 1 ami
What do you know about it?'
The quick, keen glance she gave me as
turned TO leave the room said as plainly AZ
words could say that she did know and
care Her active life was constant re-
bake TO my idle one had never felt the
need of a purpose in life, and had followed
q listless, thoughtless existence until her
coming had stirred new impulse; but as
yet was not willing to follow it.
One morning was passing through the
kitchen, when to my surprise and astonish-
ment saw Miss Everett with big white
apron on and a bunch of keys at her side,
giving directions to the servants for din
ner. / was vexed.
"Miss Everett" 1 said in no pleasant
tone. IL thought that was the duty of tho
housekeeperp'
Making me a comic bow, she said, "I am
the only housekeeper this establishment
has at present"
"Why, where is Mrs. Ingramf" asked,
amazed. "She has been our housekeeper
ever since / can remember, and l thought
She was a fixture"
"She left few days ago." said Miss
Everett, coolly.
Left" l said, "why, she has not been
paid for years"
beg pardon, Sir Lloyd, she has been
paid. paid her myself" said she archly.
"Well, Miss Everett, how soon are you
going to take charge of the estate? That
needs attention next" said, in an impar
tent tone.
She made me no answer for a few mo-
ments, but stood tapping the floor with her
little foot in a nervous fashion; then, turn
ing toward me with q thoughtful express
sion, she said:
"Sir Lloyd, if were you would not let
my inheritance go TO waste'
Confused and Inundated left the room.
Ny inheritancel had never thought of it
as mine. But sometime, no doubt, it
would belong to me. sought the library;
there l began to think, yes, actually Think
Here / was, young man, strong of limb
and sound in mind, but thinking and
working were things new in my life.
saw something for me to do. Here was q
vast estate with tenants good and bad.
Men, women and children living in want
and degradation, that l might help TO a
more prosperous existence.
went out over the estate and found
trouble and difficulties at every step. The
tenants were in rebellion at the high rents,
and the most bitter complaints were made.
Want and filth greeted me everywhere.
Could il be that was to blame for the ter
rible misery / saw? Clearly, some one was
greatly to blame; for here were men, wo-
men and children living in novels so small
and filthy that / would blush TO put my
horses into them. Here were large families
living and paying exorbitant rents for
those old novels and few acres of land,
while the constant fear that they would be
turned out kept them in anxiety.
All the time / was listening to the clear
ringing words, IF l were you l would not
let my inheritance go to wastr'
But what could do? / went homo dis
courageG, though not without a purpose.
/ had been aroused at last. had some
thing to do in life. The dream of my child
hood would try to realize. From that
day to this, have tried to work for tho
good Of the poor, despised, down-trodden
people that we call tenants.
TO RE CONTINIrEn.