Year: 1872

With Saddler's help, he found, after a
search of several days, a manufacturer of
.cravats, who agreed to take her into his
work shop at small compensation, and
although the captain knew that she was
capable of better things than this, she was
SO anxious to be doing something, however
little, that he consented to her taking the
place until better could be found. AS
she realized her security in this new po-
sition and began to feel that the old life
was really left behind she began also to
appreciably improve in spirits and appear
ance. Numberless little contrivances of
taste in dress, forgotten and uncared for
during the dark days of her former wretch
edness, began to offer themselves to the
captains notice on his visits, and it was
with much satisfaction that he saw the
bloom on he cheek gain brightness and
,permanency as the days went by. She
seemd to regard his frequent visits as the
chief pleasure of her life. AS he assembled
the dark stairs, he would almost always
find her at the top of them, waiting for him
expectantly. On those evenings, poor
Mary Marsh would endeavor to appear at
her best. But Captain Burrill never knew
that her toilet on those occasions occupied
half an hour longer than usual. He never
knew how frequently before his arrival she
had cautiously opened the door and listen
ed for his step. He never saw the brown
eyes fastened upon him, as the eyes of men
sometimes fasten upon the woman they
love, following him in his every movement
in the loom. He only knew at these times
that somehow his hat would be whisked out
of his hand, his overcoat removed from his
shoulder the best chair in the room wheel
ed up from before the fire, and Mary seat
ed in her old place opposite, almost before
he had crossed the threshold.


One evening-it was winter then--he
came to Mary's room with a budget of
news for her.


'We are in luck" he said, after he had
warmed hismelf by the fire. l have got
a place for you more adapted to your cap
abilities thans cravat-maker's shop. Look
herep


He took from his pocket letter, upon
which Mary, looking over his shoulder,
saw the postmark, Philadelphia"


"I have received this from friend re-
siding in Philadelphia" he continued,
"who writes to request my services in find
ing for him goveness for his children,
two little girls of six and eight years.
He asks me to send him person of refine
ment, well educated and not too old to have
some sympathies in common with the pu-
pills who will be placed in her charge. For
a teacher who viii fulfil these requirements
he win pay the sum Of eight hundred dol
lars year, besides receiving her on an
equal social footing with the members of
his own family. And whom can l recon-
mend, Mary, but you? You have had an
excellent education, and in the work of cul-
tivating these little fresh hearts and intel
lects you win find the best assistance and
grace for your own reformation.


He had expected her to overwhelm him
with profusion of thanks. He looked at
least for some outward show of gratitude
and enthusiasm. But she stood by his side
gazing thoaghtfully in the fire, and her
cheek had grown white as the ashes beneath
the CRATE.


"Mary,v said the captain, reproachfully,
"isn't this good news for you? Don't you