West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1890-03-06

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until one Sunday afternoon. sittiur i'm
! charge of her class in the little church.
shc heard John Gardincr's talk to his
sunday school about the divine pt'ribUps
Of truth
Like a kccn.edged pouiard, it stuna
her to The heart
And !, said She TO herself. cam a
liar What business have in this hnppy
homc-this pure, peaceful atmosphere
oh, ! wish-how | wish--l never had
listened To Ellen Gibbs And yeL II |
hadn't | must have starved nr drowned
myself Oh, dear how hard il is To
know what il rightl"
She went home and packed her poor
little trunk.
My second month is up tomorrow.
Mrs Edgccumbc, said she, in a falter-
ing voice, "and am returning TO New
York
TO New York Oh, Dolly" cried
the little woman, throwing up her hands
in despair "What is the matterl"
Nothing, said Dolly, valiantly swal
lowing her tears. "only must 90. q"
Has any one offended your"
"Oh, no, nolh
'lf you want higher wages"
Ono, Mrs. Edgecombc you pay nc
all earn now" protested Dolly
Then what is it, Dollyi Dear Dolly,
do stay You are like one of ourselves, n
pleaded Mrs. Edgecumbc.
But Dolly only answered with her
tears.
II can't think what has changed her
so, all Of sudden 80 said Mrs, Edge.
cumbe. ''Thc children have coaxcd her
dear little things and Mrs Edge
cumbe has offered her better rate Of
compensation. but it is Of no use. Per
haps, John, If you were TO speak TO
her"
Mr. Gardiner sat silently balancing his
pen, regardless Of the big round blot that
had fallen ON the "Thirdly' Of his next
Sunday sermon. IL was strange re-.
vclation to him, the chill feeling that
came across his heart at the idea of Dolly
Damar's going away.
"Ies, said hc, ~ will speak to her.
Somehow, il seems as if we couldn't
spare her
But even to his kind reasonings Dolly
only replied by fearful silence.
II must go, " said she-.I must! And
YOU, If you knew all, would say tho same
thing
~ don't know what ! shall do. I'm
sure, said Mrs Edgccumbc. lapsing into
deep despair. 81 never shall have cour-
age to face an Intelligence Office again.
Cassie Merton has Just been here, telling
me the stranQcst stories about those
places. II seems, she knows Of a woman
whose whole business it is 20 actas refer
cncc' 20 girls who cant get any, or don
deserve them. She has hired = gaudilv-
furnished fiat, and sit. up there all day.
acting the part OF tho last lady with
whom the girls lived, ~ so much q head
Just fancy what Il deception The po.
lice have broken up this place, at the
complaint Of some lady who found her
self the victim OF q dishonest maid whose
recommendation was obtained in thu,
manner, but who knows how many oth-
crs there may bct'
Dolly sprang to her feet, very pale
but firm
Mr. Edgccumbc," said She. uthat
rs what did, That is the reason T
ann going away from YOU can't live
Oh mere ana Dear thc burden OF NY gilt
any ''ne'r
Aud she confessed 10 all beginning at
jnc story Of the Dresden shcphcrdcss.
and ending with Ellen Gibbss sitting iit
in the vacant boudOir Of the lady who
.'% R'n@ 70 spend the Easter holidays
"' J uN'd' IafH.
N'" yon kno" aIl, L, said She.
case i't me 20 at once Tor of course
~" Won, won pc WiI'inR 20 h'Ya me s't down
'' inc table with the dear little children
Ana her words died away in great
burst Of tears
Not willing indeed cried Ms.
DaIaeoumbc. 900 course / won't bc
.'In% I" Ie' you sfir iop from I'll
io.eai iarm is that 200 that trDpbles