The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1836-1851, 1850-03-29

for which there is law suit, and my detention
may be longer than expect. This child is
too young to take with me, intrust her to the
care of your wife and yourself You will find
money enough in this purse to defray present
expenses. On my return you will be amply re
munerated. Should any accident befall me,
you must seek your rewrrd from power, who
will never cast him of, who cherishes a forsa.
ken orphan. Saying this he put on his cloak,
shook my wife and me by the hand, bent over
the child; gave it sort of wild kiss, and rushed
from the house. After the stranger left us, we
both stood over she child, thinking she looked
like our little one--I stretched my hand out to
my wife, who took it in close grasp. Nota
word was spoken, but silent VOW went up to
Heaven, from both our hearts, that we would
love and cherish the little one as our own.-
But soon after my wife says to me, Harry Nor
ris we have committed great blunder' How
so9' saysI. Why we forgot to enquire the name
of the stranger, and tell him that we were 90.
ing to move from this place.
Sure enough in the hurry and excitement of
the moment, everything had been forgotten on
both sides. We did not even know the name of
the child but we called her after our little one,
Emmy, which you know is the short for Emma
besides the linen in the bundle of clothes left
with her, was marked with E. NJ. which could
very well stand for Emma Morris
And have you heard nothing of the stranger
since! said his deeply interested listener.
mo ma am, how should we, when we moved
away directly and as have said, misfortune
ffarp mic oo1,, oofo
horses were stolen and then my wife died, leav-
ing me alone in the world with this child Then
| sort gave myself up, and would 60 no far
ther and seeing this deserted place, took pos
session Of it, where have lived ever since, and
here expect to end my days. have nothing
to live for but this little un, and could see
her provided for, would not care how soon
was laid in the grave
Mrs Sewell mused for while and then taking
the old mans rough hand in hers said kindly
Harry Norris will you come and live with me,
you shall have house of your own, and every
comfort around you, and all ask in return is,
that you will allow me to rear, and educate this
child, am wealthy and have no children; say
will you give her up to me9
AS to give heT up. .ma'am, said the old man,
wiping his eyes, to one who is so much better
able than am to raise her, there can be no OBJ
lection. What do you say Emmy to going to
live with this lady!
Emma who had been a curious observer Of
the scene, now arose and in an instanther arms
were around the old mans neck, as she ex-
claimed No, no Harry will never leave you
But my dear, said her patroness, you shall
have him with you all the time
1t is useless to say the scruples of both were
soon overruled. 1t was in her wild mountain
home that Mrs. Sewell's interesting pro,ege,' ac-
quired those natural graces, lofty sentiments,
and utter scorn for every thing in the shape Of
concealment, that refined distinction between
right, and quite right, and that keen sensitive
ncs, in respect to her real position.
Among the numerous summer visitors at Mrs.
Sewel's felightul summer residence was her
sister-in.law, wife of her husbands brother, a
woman of an entirely different stamp. who
knowing that the right way to her sisters heart
was to pay attention to her sisters adopted child
had persuaded her. to allow Emma to spend
a winter with her in Charleston. Emma who
had never been far from the precincts ofher own
home, was delighted at the idea ofbeing intro
duced to that world of fashion, which she had
heard spoken of with so much enthusiasm, but
alas she soon found that Emma Sewcll in tn.
country, beloved by her protectress and adored
by her dependents, was a being of another
mould in the city. Some how the story that slis
was an orphan, raised on charity, had taken
wings and flown before hrr And this brings
us to the beginning Of our story
10 be continued.