New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1891-05-13
and that was Peters 81"

sAnd that was Peters's!"
! Yes; they were glad to give work,
but then they wanted me in the house
and that, I could not do; but I took it
home, and tried, and made a poor
hand OF it, till I met you; and you
know how very much" x ~
eyes, yes" Agnes interrupted, kind
ly, "and l know how very capital -
She stopped short, for a lord voice
broke upon their conversation, and,
the door being flung open with rude
hand, Agnes beheld her father totter
into the room, followed by Mrs. Gre
jous, with flashing eyes, and cap
gtrings streaming on the breeze, oc-
casioned by her own riskevolutions.
At sight OF Agnes the aged man be-
gan to utter incoherent complaints of
the stairs, mingled with information
on the subject OF the birds, and final
ly, at sight OF the visitors, to whimper
and murmur like child that has
been dispossessed of it's rights.
But the landlady's voice, at it's
highest pitch, made itself heard above
all.
$50, madam, you're pretty arti-
Gle to set yourself up in a decent wo-
mans house!'' she cried, advancing in
| to the room, and fixing her eyes on
Agnes Chaunce, who sat pale and mo-
tlOnless. "Aren't you ashamed to
look me in the face? a good-for-noth-
ing, deceitful huzzy, to come a-palming
yourself off, with your fair speaking
words and quiet ways, on a quiet re-
spectacle house like mine-aren't you
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have that. hinnocent child on your
lap" Nelly had started forward and
had clasped little Ida in her arms ere
the words were we'll uttered. "You,
indeed, that must have squiet and
a airy room, 'forsooth'-the enraged
| female minced the words with a scorn-
iul atfectation Of superiority-'quite,
indeed! as If any room weren't good
enough, and too good, for a wench
that-why, ma am, would you be-
lleve lt-for [ make no doubt she's
himposed on you likewise that gal
there, as has dared to hoccupy this
room of mine nj h on eight months
this blessed week-she has been a.
mother, ma'am, for all innocent as
she looks, and as great a.
FLUSH! oh, pray, pray" crisd Agnes,
1nterruptlng her with tears; "do not
say such dreadful things; think OF the
child"
1.-The child, indeed I wonder you
have the face to look the child in the
face, or her mother either, which, ma
am, as l take it; you're a respectable
female, and no mind to associate with
such as is no better than she should
be, not to say worse -
But abstain from sullying my pen
with such language as, in her virtuous
wrath, Mrs. Grejous gave vent to;
making the most and worst by reiter-
alton of the facts she had learned,
aided by a vivid imagination. Agnes
grew winter, and the tears poured
over her cheeks; for the minute, she
seemed to have lost the power Of
speech; as for Nelly, she stood aghast,
still holding Ida to her side.
"You do not turn from me, dear
Mrs. F'ranklen?" faltered the sobbing
girl; "you do not believe all the cruel
things"
"Believe!' cried the enraged Grejous;
"believe when l had it all from the
very best authority! when I know
where the child lies buried and the
place where she lodged; and if my first
floor was to hear of it, as harbored
such, would be giving me warning?
But you'll darken my doors not
another hour madam; so off you 90
this blessed night, as fast as you
please"
The door was slammed to after the
retreating form OF the virtuous widow;
and Agnes advanced to lead her father
to his old seat, which Nelly had vaca-
ted
Bursting from her mothers restrain
ing hand, the child met her half way,
threw her tiny arms around the Sob
bling girl and pulled her down till she
met the face drenched in tears, and
covered it with kisses OF childish pity.
"Don't cry" she said earnestly;
don't please cry-mOther!" and she
made an attempt to pull Agnes to
Nelly, who had still held aloft. "Don't
let her cry, mother; she's good, moth
es. Please don't cry cause that big
woman scold you; please don't, dear;
dear, don't cry
In her earnest sympathy Ida was
mingling her tears with those OF the
poor penitent, which flowed beyond
restraint, as, STOPPING she smothered
the sweet child with kisses.
The mothers tenderness conquered
the prejudice OF the woman, and the
next moment her hand, too, was on
the bowed head, and she kindly ex-
torted Agnes to hold up and tell her
the worst.
The poor girl shook her head.
"Oh she cried, ''it is bad, very bad,
but not so dreadful as she said; and
oh, God knows how I have repented,
how [ have tried, how Ihave worked!"
| She cast her eyes around the bare
and comfortless room, an hysterical
CONFUSION shook her slight form, and
she fell fainting on the arm of Nelly,
little Ida still holding to her hands in
fearful sorrow. ~"
TO BE CONTINUED.
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