The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1894-09-06

grandmother do not send for her I'M
til this evening"
No misfortune in my life has appear
ed to me greater than this abandonment |
No anxiety has more broken me. l am |
leaning on the wall of the classroom
under the bell which they are ringing.
This noise. from which l have not the
strength to run away, breaks my head
Pushed on by my new comrades, i
enter a dark, sad room. They Obige me
to seat myself alone at the end or q
bench. / have fit Of despair. l cry
with all my strength. I call Arthemlse,
my grandfather!
An assistant teacher tells me to keep
still. She shakes me. l am not still.
defend myself They carry me TO a gar
ret and leave me there, [ do not know
! how long. Even to this day 1T seems TO
| me that that day lasted several months.
I It occupies as much space among my
/ souvenirs as whole years Of other tunes.
! The assistant teacher comes back at din
ner time I have not stopped crying II
! 7 had known what it was to die, should
! have wished for death.
'.Nin you keep still?" says the assist
ant teacher to me. "Wil you be good:
execrate this wicked woman, the
/ first enemy that I have ever met. l
threaten her. She places piece OF dry
bread at my side and leaves me, saying:
You will give up. "
Nine. Dufey has forgotten me. My
grandmother knows it later. have
never had a more violent anger than my
anger against the door which is closed.
/ have never found these who are called
.'the others more cruel than on that
lav. After a perfect tornado Of weep
:ng, knocking, crying, fell on the hoor
exhausted, and l slept.
I awOke IL the arms Of ArthemlSe,
who was in tears, frightened to see ne
pale, and with my face all shrlveied.
She rocked me to lull me to sleep while
she told me some gay stories CT eau
manclon. She repeated, They do not
love you, they do not love you!
Now, rs had Arthe1nise again, dlfl
| not cry any more. [ felt strong Will
IN me- l said to MY nurse:
} 'Arthenise, you love me, don't you:
| MY dear little one, Of course L love
: vou," answered she
wen, Juliette wants to go TO eau
J manchon You will obey her.
She resisted.
.'They Will say that I have stolen you.
! No. no, but l shall not fail to tell he1
all the harm she has done you-you1
: arandlnother-6 sure of it. -
G "Juliette wants to go right away, >
: e;iid |. Arthemise gave up to my pray
( ers.
5 And as we vent out of the boarding
2 school [ hurried up the stairs OF th'
/ rampant and began to run as fast as
c could
l. Arthelnise caught me, took me IN he
arms and pressed me against her. Sh
l. ran without stopping III the direction
Of her village.
# When she was too tired to carry ne
Il any longer, Arthemise put me down
: and | ran on, holding her by the hand
d 1t seemed to me that l was doing
/. great thing, and that L was In the right
while my grandmCther was wrong
While running or in the arms OF Arthe
h mise I repeated the word which ha
le struck me so much:
)e 'sIt is q muTdert'
!. .sYes. it is a nlurder,'' said Arthe
1 mise. "but we shall see what we sha
1t see.
le We walked on in the mud. 1t va
lark. and if / had not been with Arth(
at mise [ should have been very niue
to frightened at the ruts where the co"
we're lost. [ was hungry, very hungry
30 and / thought [ was q very unhappy Il
lie girl.
is We arrived ct the house Of my nurs'
. The door stood open. \ great clear II
burned in the large chimney. The Il
~ Their and the mother OF ArtkoIniso 81
d. Doared 10 lie to be older than ny CRANE
father and my grandmother. They Te1
D." eating soup and rose up III alarm WAe
o. they saw nc.
ely why do you bring mann selle here:
II exclaimed they.
because they want to do her harm
III ''Who:" said the father.
nv ''rr{,e master and the mistress.
ri S.You are crazy! 1t is none Of yo'
business, - cried the mother.
ut II am hungry. VIII you give Z
ia some SOUP asked /.
ne Tie good people helped me, both
is them at the same time. That soup a
nv ucarcd TO nc better than all the sou
II 1ay grandmother.
III When I was warmed, Arthemise p
Be- me to bed, undressing me only partli
II. She left a candle upon shelf. J.
ia sheets were very coarse. There we
ese some spider webs on the walls Al
hanging to the ceiling, and i'll the roo
he itself some wooden boxes, between t
&c Stats of which came out the little hea
OF rabbits.
My own head was on fire. 1t seem
is, to ne that the rabbits looked at me
nd ask re my story.
, is 1 dropped ON my knees upon the coat
sheets and I said:
:" my good rabbits, 1 have gran
mother who does not love me.
in do not know what the rabbits
@ | swered me. at that moment was Ia
If en- I'D in the arms of my grandtath'
nd who deyoured mo with his kisses, a
IL. who carried me before the fire. Asst
me ed by Arthe1nisc, he tried to dres"
with his trembling hands.
VS. You wicked little girl! Your graz
ika uotber is crazy with anxiety repe