Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1903-01-16

age of Henry Stephen Fiske was i'm
printed upon her heart indelibly, as she
verify believed.
Steve Fiske was very handsome
young man, and his image was well
worth preserving, but the material OF
which sixteen year-old hearts are usu-
ally made will hold impressions as
faithfully as soft SNOWFALL in the
sunshine.
This idol of her girlhood had never
Joking. He treated her like Il child,
and she was often angry with him for
doing SO. She particularly remembered
one of his jokes which was made CD
the evening when he babe her goodhy.
II am going out west TO make lot
of money" said he. When come
back, | will give half Of it to You.
What will you do with III"
'Tll run away to Europe she re-
piled.
She had letters from him at long in
tervals after he went west. They were
full of impersonal description, under
which she detected deepening tone Of
encouragement. Il am afraid you will
never go to Europe on your share of
my fortune" he said in one of them.
1.-The half Of it today wouldn't pay
your fare on merry go round"
When Carol was twenty there
do har. hn H,pt al
true realization of the fact that she
had been an object of charity from her
early youth. 1t had always seemed
perfectly natural to her that some one
should take care Of her.
For the last three or four years she
had lived with silly old aunt who re-
garded all women who worked as es-
sentially degraded thereby. This theory
was invalidated in Carols mind by a
slowly growing conviction that her
aunt was mistaken upon nearly all
subjects of human thought. The sin
gular result was that Carol was led to
learn stenography and typewriting Sc
cretly as protest against her aunt's
views
Il am ashamed of being passed
around among my relatives like Il con-
tribution box" said Carol. Il am 60
ing to earn my own living"
Deaf to protests and entreaties, she
went to New York, trusting serehely in
the luck which had never deserted her.
1t was firm of lawyers that OBJ
tanned Carols services, Harburg &
Wrenn. Carol did not like the appear
ance of either Mr.. Harburg or Mr..
Wrenn. They were little fellows, both
of them; fierce, intent and scowling.
Carol would not have taken the posi-
ton except that their offices were high
up in great building and had a splen
did view Of the bay. Upon her first
visit she saw big steamer going out
to cross the ocean, and she thought II
would be an agreeable form of torture
to watch these vessels filing by upon
their way to all those lands which she
so longed to see.
Her old time dreams of travel wer,
reawakened not only by the gateway
Of the ocean. which was In view from
Harburg & Wrenn's windows, but in 2
more remarkable manner by letter
from Stephen Fiske. the first that SHE
had received In nearly two years. I,
came with no other address than the
general postoffice. She called there fol
letters occasionally during the first tive
weeks because there were few friends
whom she had informed Of her inten
ton before leaving her aunt's home ii
Ohio and when she knew not where
she would fad roof to shelter her IL
the great city.
II learned by telegraph from you
avst that you were in New York,
wrote Mr.. Fiske, land send this in tn,
hope that it may find you. | shall be il
that city from the 21st to the 25th O
this month, and must see you. On tn,
latter date sail for Europe"
Then followed timid reference t.
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