St. Landry democrat., 1891-10-31
"We are such strangers to YOU.

| must sto0p! independence IS very 1lne
thing, my dear, but tie proudly indie
pendent man is not the happy man. He
who can find pleasure in receiving as
! we'll as giving is the one who gets most
good out Of life, because closer drawn to
/ his fellow man. Now, my dear, I'm
! going TO get wine for your mother and
nourishing food for you
! She put out her hand protcstingly, aud
again that blush Of humbIed pride
mounted 10 her face.
Your mothers life depends upon
timely aid You and | can have our
reckoning by and by. | will look in
again this afternoon.
Soon had sent up wine. fruits and
well prepared food TO Helen and her
mother could not dismiss them from
my mind for a moment during my round
of visits | could understand the agony
of humiliation that poor girl wus suffer
ing-as we'll as the fear and sorrow hang
ing over her from her mothers illness.
Poverty had not been long with them; it
was apparent that their better days had
been recent Then IS | thought how
that rich girls thoughtlcSs, heartess i'll
difference and neglect to pay her had
aggravated nelcn's shame and grief, my
INDIGNATION knew 10 bounds, and when
reached Mrs. Ireyors humble room that
afternoon | had worked myself into It
Juror Of anger against that unknown
transgrcs:>or, Helen's late employer. |
was boiling over with rage, which i'll
creased, if possible, when found Mrs
Trevor worse and noted Helen troubled,
anxious face. After doing all | could
for my patient, who soon fell into doze,
| called Helen out into the hall
Helen, give me the name and address
of the person who owes YOU
She looked at me inqulingly AS took
out my notebook and pencil, but said:
Miss FIov Garrison, POLO l. avenue.
wrote it down hurricdly and without
another word was on my way to find this
girl. | had but one thought--to bring
her to see the SORROWS she had caused. 1t
might teach her I, lesson and cause her
to feel little Of the shame and NORTH
cation Helen had to endure.
When drew up before 2OlO l. avenue
Il carriage stood before the door and q
party Of four stood ready to enter. \
slender, middIe-oged lady. fine looking
young man, " old money bags and Dora
Copperlield! Ribbons flying, curls blow
ing, drape1ies Auttering and merry
laughter.
50 Miss Empty Head was the culprit.
Twas not surprised at all. If had been
a knight Of the middle ages would have
snatched her III my arms and rushed
away with her. and afler showing her the
INJURED her in dungeon deep and dark,
but as it was the practical nineteenth
century | must observe the conventions
alities So, while thirsting for VEN
geance, had to smirk and bow and in
troduce myself.
Yes, "old moneybags knew DR.
Heathcote quite well BY reputation.
Glad to meet him. This" pointing to
the middle-aged lady, was his wife; the
young lady was his daughter Floy, and
this his nephew, Mr.. Philip Everett
from the south
then politely requested Miss Garrison
to accompany me to see a patient who
was very low, who knew her, and i'll
whom she would be interested. Floy
looked inquiringly at papa, who said:
- Yes, 60
Not word was spoken during the
drive, but when we stood in Helen
room | pointed to Mrs. Trevors wasted !
form and said
:" Behold your work.
"Oh, what do you mean
The blue eyes were round and fright
ened and the roses had faded from the
pretty cheeks. [ turned sternly upon
her and said:
II mean that a girl as young and
beautiful as yourself, is well-born and .
as well-bred. has been reduced to dread |
full poyerty-a poverty such as you have !
never seen, but have cried over III novels: .
she has been struggling bravely TO keep .
back want and trouble from an invalid .
mother, while you were going to parties
and balls; but out of your plenty you
couldn't spare the pitiful $50 she had
earned by hard work. 1t would have
been small fortune to her and saved
her heartaches and humiliation terrible
TO her proud nature,'
Forgive me. oh. forgive me, Miss
Trevor, for my cruel thoughtless care
essness!'
She was crying and clinging to Helen,
who stood away.
Il have been so wickedly thoughtless!
did not know there was so much suffer
ng and want in the world. Can you
ever forgive me?
But before Helen could speak, there
vas loud knock at the door, and when
opened it, Col. Garrison and Mr.. Philip
Everett stood before me. Col. Garrison
explained that after had left them with
10y, he grew uneasy, thinking he had
oeen too precipitate i'll giving his CON
ent Tor her to accompany me, fearing
ny patient might be suffering from some
disease.
Here Floy threw wide open the door,
nd coming into the hall, threw herself
nto her fathers arms and sobbed out the
Whole sad story.
But what was the matter with Helen?
Vas she about to faint? She stcaded
herself with one hand against a chair,
While the other was pressed to her heart;
Ter face was deadly pale, and her wide
tretched eyes were riveted upon Mr..
everett, who when he caught sight of her
Trough the open door, stepped forward
With a glad cry Of ''Helenv' His manly,
handsome face was radiant with happi-
Tess, and | heard him say:
Found at last! | have searched ev-
anywhere for you, Helen.'
Can you stiIl-'
"Do | still love you: Oh, Helen, how
an you ask.'
And unmindful Of us all she fell into l.,
lis arms and wept out her sorrows and
'riefs upon his heart. | closed the door,
nd Col. Garrison, Floy end | discreetly
withdrew farther into the hall.
After few moments Mr.. Everett and '
Helen came out. At last my beautiful 3.