The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1901-10-10

could say no more. Kitty explained, with
the air Of a grown person encouraging a
child: Il know all about it, mamma. She
means when her papa was alive. She lost
her papa when she was a little girl like
me. / didn't disturb her. / only said:
My names Kitty; may ] get up on the
bedT And she was quite willing; and
we talked. And helped her to Dress"
Mrs. Linley led Sydney to the sofa, and
stopped the flow OF her daughters narra-
tive. The look, the voice, the manner Of
the g0yerness had already made their
simple appeal to her generous nature.
When her husband took Kitty's hand to
lead her with him out Of the room, she
whispered as he passed: "1ou have done
quite right; / haven't a doubt about it.
The two ladies' were alone. Widely as
the lot in life OF one differed from the
lot in life Of the other, they presented
contrast in personal appearance, which
was more remarkable still. In the prime
/ OF life, tall and fair-the beauty Of her
delicate complexion and her brilliant blue
eyes, rivaled by the charm Of a figure
which had arrived at its mature perfec-
ton of development-Mr Mrs. Linley sat side
by side with frail little dark-eyed crea-
ture thin and pale, whose wasted face
bore patient witness to the three cruelest
priyations under which youth can suffer;
want Of fresh air, want Of nourishment
and want Of kindness. The gentle mis-
tress of the house wondered sadly, If this
lost child Of misfortune was capable Of
seeing the brighter prospect before her
that promised enjoyment Of happier life
| to come.
sydney told all the details Of the sad
history Of her young life. When she had
finished she looked round. and started to
her feet. "Oh, here's lady, Shall l go
awayy
The curtains hanging over the entrance
to the library were opened for the second
time. With composure and dignity, the
lady who had startled Sydney entered the
room.
Have you been reading in the library? p
Mrs. Linley asked. And Mrs. Presty an
swered:
"No. Catherine; l have been listening.
Introduce me to Miss Westerheld,' Mrs.
Presty proceeded coolly.
Mrs. Linley showed some hesitation.
What would the governess thing Of her
mother? Perfectly careless Of what the
governess might think. Mrs Presty cross
I
Miss Westerield, l am Mrs. Linley'
mother. And / am, in one respect, a re-
markable person. When form an opin-
ion, and find it's the opinion Of a fool,
am not in the least ashamed to change my
; mind l have changed my mind about
you. Shake hands,"
Sydney respectfully obeyed.
, Il had the worst possible opinion OF
Z YOU" Mrs. Presty resumed, before l had
the pleasure Of listening on the other side
OF the curtain. If / had been ashamed tS
listen behind those curtains, there is No
: injury that my stupid prejudices might
not have inflicted on this unfortunate girl
As it is, / have heard her story. and Dc
r her justice. Count on me, Sydney, "a
your friend
"Now we are alone, Catherine she add
e ed. when the door had closed on the gov
r erness, 4 have word of advice for you
4 private ear. We have much to anticipate
j from Miss Westerfeld that is pleasan
r and encouraging. But l don't conceal
l. from myself or from you, we have als'
+ something to fear
r ''To fearg' Mrs. Linley repeated. ."
u don't understand YOU
= First obstacle in the way Of her mora
development, her father-tried, foun
guilty, and dying in prison. Second oh
G stacle, her mother-an unnatural wretch
r who neglected and deserted her own ties
v and blood Third obstacle, her mother
= sister-being her mother over again in a
: aggravated form. People who only loo
at the surface of things might ask wha
;. we gain by investigating Miss WesteI
Il fields past life. We gain this: We knO'
/ what TO expect of Miss Westerheld in tn
IS future"
"Oh, mamma. I never knew you so N
e Just before. You can't have heard a
t that Miss Westerfeld said to me. Yo
- don't know her. as l know her. So p;
IT tent so forgiving, so grateful TO He
k bert
Il so grateful to Herbert Mrs. Prest
$ looked at her daughter in silent surpris
lie There could be no doubt about it; Mr.
10 Linley failed entirely to zee any possibi
ID tiles Of future danger in the grateful fee
i. ing Of her sensitive governess toward h,
ct handsome husband. At this exhibition
N simplicity, the old lady's last reserves
re endurance gave way; she rose to 90. "Yc
m have an excellent heart. Catherine 81
d, remarked ''but as for your head
he well, and what of my headT'
s. Its always beautifully dressed, n
RS dear. by your maid" With that partir
ig shot. Mrs. Presty took her departure
n way Of the library Almost at the san
ne moment the door of the breakfast roo
Of was opened. A young man advanced al
he shook hands cordially with Mrs. Linley.
N CHAPTER IN.
Y, Self-revealed by the family likeness