The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1863-05-28

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Babies are perfect nuisance in o
carl! remarked the aciduiated 'ald maid,
whose nerves were disturbed by the COO
inS Of the baby,bundle, whose blue eyes
were just on 3 level with its mamma's
shoulder.
And Hugh SOuthbank--Nhethcr out
Of sheer spirit Of contradiction, or from
Christian charity, viii never We fear. be
known--leauej forward and took the
four year old upon his knee, while ho as:
travelling bundles.
Thank yon sir
The words were spoken so low that
Soulhbank scarcely caught their sound
but the rosy little boy on his knee quite
made up for his mothers laeiturnlty BY
clapetously de@SndiD& to sec the atran-
gers watch, and rubbing his velvet
cheek delightfully."- against the costly fbrs
which edged Hugh's travelling coat.
'Pspa had q fur coat like this papa
is dead chattered The little fellow, e
ing his brown eyes to Hugh Southbank's
with innocent oonfdepce.
southbAnksiid notahswer-- helooked
down into the liquid. child eyes with q
strange feeling, akin to the revival offoss
gotten dr@qs. Where had DO seen.
those eyes ba'ofcF
And mamma is going 10 D. 10
try and earn some money for me and
the babyI Mamma has only nine dol,
lars LETT went oh TIE 9niall chstiorer,
'and7
Hugh, dear, don't talk any more I
inlerposel lhe soft, tremulous voice a.
SopthbaOks side, with an accent that
thrilled him 70 the very heart, while a
small glovcd hand was laid on the child's
shoulder. Sontbbank leaned forward to
get q aglimp9e, II possible, at the face
that belonged to the sweet, low voice,
but it was usefesSthe car was 100 dark
Was'thcre no way olreading tl.issIrauge
riddleT
And what's your meme my little
fellow? he asked, q sudden inspiration
coming 10 his aid.
Namma said Pm not to talkNpoutel
the child, his scarlot.lip thrust out With
ottendid dignity, and looking around
if be expected the decree 10 be rep
Tickets, if you pleasc!' shout
conductor, bursting down the aiala
Hold your lantern here mind \.
man; where did put that tickets? aid
Hogh, ostsntatiously searching through
the compartments d sliisFScket bcO5 -
%, here il is-all nghtP
'All right indeed; for in :he full glare
Of the lantern he he'd discovered the key
TO that troublesome enigma. Their
eyes had met for one secondhand Hugh
southbank knew that Edith Sayre was
sitting beside him!
Mr., Son'hbdnk! she faItcrea.
Edith!
Through the lonely winter solitudes
through glcns Of icicle hug trees, and
snowy rayines, and miles on miles OF
dreNry hills and wales --darted the night
express, its iFon lungs breathing col
umns Of fiery smoke, its solitary eve of
red flame clCOving the darkness like a
spear. The fat man in spectacles fell
aaleep and saorcd-,the old maid nod
ded amO6g her pyramid Of band boxes
-lohg ago the child on Hugh's knee
had fallen asleep, his flushed cheek ros.
ting against The sable fur upon his pro.
teclor's breost--the baby's blue eyes
were voiled beneath tiny, slumberous
lids-but neither Hugh nor Edith eyin-
ced the least tendency to drift off into
dreamlandl for the pale and beautiful
young widow had told the simple story
Of her life to ore who had once conf
dently hoped 10 share its vicissiudes--
how she was widow and alone
But am weorying you,' she sail,
timidly.
Nay Editb, said SouLhbank, repr oach
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