Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1890-08-06

regulated in mind, as most certainly
you are in manner. Are you aware
that 1t was only owing to my-possibly
mistaken clemency-we are all so liable
20 errI'-that your sister did not Iass
from my door TO prisont That she
lost her situation, under such unhappy
circumstances, was entirely her own
fault
Her own fault?' said Helen, pale as
she had been, growing yet paler. Was
it her fault that she was a shirking,
sensitive creature, who withered like
flower in the cold, ungenial atmosphere
of your house? Was it her fault that
you judged her out of your own coarse
mind and narrow instinctsl Do not
interrupt me, woman! You shall listen
TO me, whether my words are pleasant
TO your ears or not.
How did It end? Worn out by
months of silent martyrdom, Celia
came TO me one night, saying she could
bear no more; her heart was breaking,
her life was ebDing away. 1 looked
into her dear eyes, and saw that it was
true l held her to my heart, and said
S e should never return under your
roof again; said, let us staIve together
frstl Oh, If L could have persuaded
her TO listen TO mel But she must 90
portunity TO provide another governess
for spoiled, exacting children. forsooth!
That was the merry entertainment
ut which you accused her next day OF
, having been present, decked out In
finery of yours You knew lu your
heart that the accusation was false; but
ii suited your purpose to dismiss her
from your house i'll "A cloud of Ignominy,
and Satan furnished you with plau,i-
ble pretext. You have done your work
very successfully, Mrs. Lennox; Celia
Weslelgh Will never be your brother
in-law's wife, now. But how VIII you
answer, at tie righteous bar of God,
for the cruelty and calumny that have
broken the heart Of an innocent, moth
erless girl, and sent her to an untimely
grave?'
Mrs. Thurlow was weeping. But
Mrs. Lennox, though she may have
grown trifle paler, sat upright IN her
chair and returned the scorching judg-
ment of Helen's eyes with an icy stare,
for some brief, silent moments; then she
rose, and gathered up her rich robes
elaborately.
If really believe you to be respon-
sible being, young woman, | should
feel like calling you to account for your
Insulting behavior and words, she said.
But l pity you for your deplorable
lack of self control and judgment; and
1 should really be glad If 1 could be-
lieve that your poor sister was, as you
say, innocent, and all that. All, dear
mel Come, Mrs. Thurlow; there is
nothing to detain US, 1 think? We
need only apologize to Miss Westleigh
for our intrusion, and assure her that
there Is not the slightest danger of its
being repeated
Yet we shall meet again, said Helen.
She came step nearer, and lifted her
thin, right hand to heaven.
There is JUSTICE she said, solemnly.
\ OH have robbed me OF all | had left
In this world TO love; you have Knocked
me in my desolaticn; do not think am
one to forget or forgive. When the
hour comes that l feel IN my soul is
written in heaven will come, and you
stand before me as helpless as my poor
darling stood before you, such a little
while ago, then be sure you shall receive
the same mercy which you have shown
to me and mine
AS the last words fell, with bitter
emphasis, from her lips, Helen left the
room
Few homes were more attractive and
iiIBOoAli5 ll4d4l lllC IldllSlOll
of Senator R, which stood on one
of the broad streets of Washington city.
1t was the centre. also, of hospitality
both generous and refined. The beautl-
full woman, whom the Senator had
lately married abroad, had made
marked sensation in that society, where,
10y virtue of his brilliant political sue
cess, lie had long been one OF the most
prominent figures. The Senator's wife
not only shared, but even in some
measure, increased her husband s pop
ularity; IL was said that her influence
was used to soften his somewhat hard
and dominant nature, and that, more
than once, her Intercession had suf-
feed to turn the scale of his powerful
influence, in favor of some supplIant,
who would have been otherwise coldly
dismissed,
1t was a rumor of this, that had
drawn to the door of the Senator's man.
sion, one cold. midwinter morning,
thluly-cla woman in widows weeds.
The warmth of the luxurious library,
into which she was shown to await the
coming OF Mrs r., was grateful to
her poor, chilled hands and scantily
protected frame. She had left her chill
: dren shivering at home, around an in
sufficient fire, IL a room which some
shabby remains of past elegance only
made more melancholy. Who, in those
long past, bitter days, could have fore
seen the bitter array of privations and
humiliations, that were TO be her At?
The lot OF poor and friendless claim
ant upon the nations generosity The
Sights, the eyasionS, the i'll Inference,
the impatience, that she had encoun-
tered In her weary applications here and
there-the polite excuses of this distin-
guished official, the abrupt, unsoftened
refusal OF this other. The poor woman's
heart had long been sick with hope de-
ferred; her pride and confidence had
been laid low; she was about to make
one last, desperate, effort to move some
compassionate interference in her be-
halt; and it was with an agony of hope
and fear unspeakable, that she heard
the. .silken rustic AT the door. which an
nounced the great lady's entrance.
"A beautiful woman, majestic in bear
ing, came forward and acknowledged
the anxious widows presence with gra-
cious courtesy. There was peculiar
gentlenes5 in her manner towards such
applicants, but she saw so many cf
theml 1t was not possible to assist
them all; and the Senator's wife en-
carried sad heart under her rich robes,
for a world of various miseries not to
be relieved.
The widow took courage, at sight of
her. 1t was easier than she had thought,
after all her bitter experience, to pre-
sent her case once mors-alas, such a
common easel She urged it with the
eloquence of desperation. In her earn
estness. she failed to notice how, at the
first sound of her voice, the Senator's
wife had started DarvnnQlv and fiyad