The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1865-04-05

'"e 'u'ute--ho" solemhly we plghted
our childish troths And when | came
back with the fortune of one on whose
golden eolonades our fairy castle of hap.
piness upreared its pinnacles. she was
gone. Aud Mary was good wife to
me, and true one--but she was not Clara
Willis p II sI.w r lgacg
As the thought passed through his
brain. he instnclve!y glanced down at
his finger, upon which he wore the be-
trothal gift of his dead wife. The ring
was gone
Lost--it can't be lost" lie murmured
to himself, trying 10 think when aud
where he had last observed it, "Can it
have dropped from my finger without my
knowl dye? l must notify the police
at once. and have it advertised. Poor
Mary's hing 1t would be no mean
sum I"
| 1t was narrow and murky little street,
with here and there dim lamp hsring
Ieebly thro gh the white obscurity OF the
snow; but little Ben Morrow knew every
one of its covered flag stones by heart,
and ran whistlug down the alley-way of
a tall, weather stained building, uudaunt-
ed BY wind or tempest
4" See, sis, what a jolly glove I've
lound;" he CALCULATED. diving suddenly
into a narrow door-way, and coming
upon small room, only half lighted by
kerosene lamp, beside which sat a
young woman busily at work." Halo +!
is the fire out?"
Wrap this old shawl around you,
Ben" said the woman, looking up, with
smile that partook more Of tears than
mirth, "and you wont mind the cold so
much. All the coal is gone, and can't
buy any more un.il am paid for the
making Of these cps. Did you sell any
more matchesS"
Only two boxes" sighed the boy
81 was so cold, Clara. that coul Int 90
round to the houses"
Well, never mind, Ben" she said
cheerfully. " Sit close to me, dear
we'll keep each other warm. Oh, Ben,
should like to have given you nice
whole coat for Christmas.
I" Don't cry, sis" said the boy. lean
ing his head against her kree. Didn't
you give me your shawl for comforter,
only l lost it that windy day? You're
just as good and sweet as you can be,
Clara; and l love you just as well as if
you were my whole sister instead Of only
half one p
She atniled through her tears. ~
"What was it about glove, Benz"
He sprang suddenly up as if remem-
bering.
"A gentleman dropped It in the street.
| ran after the carriage. but il wenI too
fast for me to catch up. Isn't it nice,
sis?" area
Very nice, Ben" Y
Size drew the fur glove abstractedly
on her hand, and Looked at the rich,
dark fur. ~.,
"Why, Ben, what's this?"
Her finger had come in contact with
something in the little finger of the g glove,
and she drew it out Even by the dim
light of the lamp she saw the myriad
sparkling rays Of diamond ring. -
"The gentleman must have drawn it
off with his glove" she said, while little
Ben stood by ii surprise and delight.
d" Ben. this is very valuable. We ought
to return il to tie owner at once" va
"How can we, If we doD't know who
he is?'' said Ben. en1 g
! cit will be advertised, dear; every
effort viii be made TO recover SO valuable
Jewel. Tomorrow morning you must
borrow newspaper. and we will look at
the advertisements"
"Sister," said Ben, under his breath,
"is it very valuable? Is itworth a hun
dred dollars?"
"More than that Ben. Why?"
"Oh, Clara" he sobbed. burying his
face in her lap. ga hundred dollars would
be SO nice / wish it wasn't wrong 10
keep it,"
Clara did not answer. She only low
ingly smoothed down her little brother's
tangled locks, and never knew hard it
was for her to keep back her own tears.
Mr.. Almayne was walking impaiisntly