Weekly Trinity journal. [volume] (Weaverville, Calif.) 1857-1972, 1865-12-23


% Ellen went in the cars. We saw her GO,
mamma and /. We went in the carriage and
said good-by, and she got in the cars with Mr.
Williams"
"Who is Mr. Williams" l said, eagerly
catching at the name.
- Eilen's husband. Our mlllman he was, be-
fore he went off to Australia. He's jolly !!
always filed my cup for nothing, when was
up"
'sAnd who was Ellen ~
any nurse
What your fathers name?''
"Papa !"
q But his other name?"
co Harry dear Mamma always called him
So"
q He s dead said the child, in a whisper
Mamma cries all the time, most, and wears an
ugly black gown every day.
Well where does mamma live?'
AT grandma's, with Aunt Daisy, and Walter,
and Sue, and baby, and-ain't it funny baby S
my uncle, and he s so little he has to be carried
about, and Walter S hitler than me, and he S
my aunt"
. Where does grandma live ~
I" Why, home in her house"
"Well, what is her name ?"
Grandma ~ in very positive tone and
he became FESTIVE under SO much questioning.
took him from the bed and began to dress
him, and explain his position; but even when
he understood that lie must give up the Aus
tralian journey, and was made to feel something
of his mothers despair at losing him, he could
give clue by which to find his home.
Grandpa, grandma, mamma, who was called
Mary by the rest Aunt Daisy and the three
children, all mentioned and persistent
questioning revealed that he lived in a large
house in the country, but that all. My
heart grew fairly sick as looked in his bcauti-
full face and pictured the grief of his widowed
mother the loss Of this only child. In
vain searched his clothing for the mysterious
locket containing the miniature of beautiful
female" always found on the stray children IN
novels no " strawberry or raspberry mark
disfgured his smooth, white skin. His clothing,
of tie most dainty material and make, was
marked with the initials \. Il.
Days passed away, and still the little Trot-
for he would own no other name-was an in
mate Of my cottage, the very darling OF Mrs.
Watson motberly heart. | advertised INN III
all the large cities, hoping some paper would
reach his country home yet, rs the days wore
away, and he became reconcled to his new
home and ceased to grcvc fer his family, began
to dread the hour when he should be claimed
His frank, bright joyousness, his merry prattlc
Il his loving caresses, began to FIJI an unsupported
void in my heart, and Mrs. Watson was perfect
slave to his loving tyranny. She made HIM
which we put carefully aside, in case they were
ever required to prove his identity. She fur
nished for his bedroom small apartment lead
ing from her own slccping-room. She made
the day one long act of service for his comfort,
and as weeks gliled into months, and there was
no clue found to guide lis to his home, she
taught him to call her grandma, while Uncle
Charley became my ncwly-acquired title TO
tell how he was petted in the village would be
vain task to attempt To say that he was the
hero and idol of ITopcdalc, will give but a faint
idea of his popularity. Gradually the memory
of his home Ellen, the visit to Australia died
away, and he seemed to forget that he had ever
lived away from us. Mamma and Aunt DAISY
had been the two of whom he spoke most ;
but 7 Judged from all he said, that his fathers
death was very recent, and his residence at his
Grandparents 4 brief visit only in his memory.
Eleven months had this dear little treasure
been an inmate Of my house, when there came
into nv life n new dream of hope and happiness
About five miles from lIopedale there resided
and had lived for many long years, an eccentric
old bachelor, by name Herman Graham His
home Lechayen, was far away from any cluster
of houses indeed, nearly mile from any other
residence and here, in solitary state, with only
two ancient scrvitors for bis household, he had
lived since could remember. He was morose,
ill-tempered man, and some early cross mad
made him seek a perfectly hcrmit-like seclusion,
advantage society could offer. 1t was early in
November that was summoned to attend this
odd genius. professionally. The little note
brought to my office by elderly man on horse
back was signed & Lillian Graham" and urged
my immediate attention.
1t was long, cold drive, but the man repre-
scented his master as very ILL., so prepared 10
obey the summons. |" had no idea your master
had daughter, I said, referring to my note.
Al " -.
70 nice, sweet-spoken young lady as ever see.
She comes down on visit sometimes from her
fathers place near Albany. They were burn t
out her fathers folks last winter, and the
family all went to Europe while the new house
was a-buding. They came home about fort
night ago. but they won't go to the new mouse
till spring so some of them S boarding in New
York. and some in Albany and Miss Lillian she 5
come to spend the winter with her uncle.
They re all coming down for Christmas, | ex-
pect."
| found nv new patient very ILL and for 4
week my visits were frequent, and more than
once | passed whole night by his bedside. /
do not mean this for love-tale, so | will not
weary nv reader with the why and wherefore OF
nv heart bending in allegiance to Lillian Gra-
hams charms. Her beauty, gentleness, and
winning grace touched my heart as no woman
had ever before thrilled it, and before that weary
week of anxiety and watching was over loved
her. As her uncle began to recover, my visits
slid from professional capacity to social one,
and I saw that my welcome n sincere one
from both the old gentleman and the fair girl,
whose devotion to his sick bed proved her love.
| was agreeably surprised to find the hermit
neither savage or inaccessible as he had been
represented to me. He had painful chronic
, disorder; his manner brusque, and his
, voice often harsh but he could soften, and |
| was able to give him relief from pain, for which
he repaid me By gracious reception.
Christmas was drawing near, and had re-
solved to lay my heart before Lila, and ask her
, to be my wife. | was heir to considerable
property left by my father | had good prac-
tice, pleasant home, and could offer her the
: pure love of a young heart so was not Win
r out hope, especially as | conld see the husn
deepen on her cheek, and glad light spring TO