The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1866-09-29

clatter, 80 unfaillng ut otneT tlmss, passed
unheeded now; even his Wife's low voice
seemed to fall on deaf ears. Suddenly,
pushing his uhtasted dinner from him,
he spoke tho cause of his deep abstrac-
ton. i" arg.
"Lucy, have been robbed !"
"Robbcd p echoed round the table.
"Not once, nor twice. but many times.
| have been convinced for some months
that money was abstracted froin my pr- |
vate desk Twice / have had the key al
tered, but still missed money At last
placed n marked note for one hundred
dollars there, and took the number. IL
was on the Il Bank, No. $500, |
and put cross in red ink in one cor
ner. Last night | missed it. To-day
there has been search made, but the
note cannot be found. Tomorrow shall
place the whole affair in the hands Of
detective"
"Do you suspect any one -
eyes but | cannot fix my suspicious
enough to warrant me in naming them.
Tomorrow / will take active measures to
prove them false or true"
"ilaVc you iost much
"More than can we'll afford, though
not enough to injurc my business. You
see it must have been going Oh for some
time before my suspicious were aroused.
So much uncountcd money goes into that
desk, that even when feared there was
less could not be certain"
"Do your hands know 7"
"Not yet. | hope to catch the thief
off his guard"
| More conversation on the same subject
followed, until the whole family left the
table, and Emily went to her own room.
| Feeling that ii was wrong 10 give way 10
her dependency, she resolved TO occupy
herself with the children, and called So
phie, the eldest, lovely girl of fourteen,
to take French lesson
''You will find your last exercise in my
table drawer, Sophie" she said, as the
willing child answered her call. Bring
it to me for correction"
The littlc girl opened the drawer, and
stood as if spell-bound gazing into 1t
! Every shade Of color left her face, and
she tremblcd violently
"Come, Sophie Why, dear child, are
you 2" cried Emily, going quickly Ia
! her side, and then rceling back, as if from
Il heavy blow. For there, where she had
, tossed it the night before, lay the note
Rupert's parting gift, the note $500 on
) the Il Bank, with Mr.. Lees red
mark in one corner There was long
silence, lgoken at last by the child's sob
bing voice
r "Oh, Miss Dunbar, how did it ge
there ?"
r Hush, Sophie hush, let me think.
. i think know. Stay here for al
hour and if am not back then, take th,
: note TO your father"
= An hour. BY hasty walking, she coult
! catch the afternoon train for New York
Perhaps Rupert had not sailed. lie woulr
explain She almost ran 10 the neares
9 corner, caught the car, and was on he
: way to the depot before Sophie realizes
: that she was alone, with the stolen note
: Only tosce Rupert. Rupert would CT
$ plain. Emily repeated this hope TO he
j sick heart as she was carried rapidly owe
= the New York road. Her purse still he'll
c some twenty dollars of her last quarter
c salary, and she could return after he
brother had told her how the note cam
c into his possession. But as the hour
crept on, other thoughts crowded on he
brain, and would not be driven back
t Rupert's long reserve, his pale face an
restless manner, the many instances of hi
" want Of confidence, that had puzzed an
panied her, all came rushing over he
k heart, till she could have cried out wit
r agony. A thief Her noble brother
r. whom she had almost worshipped, a thief
Yet if, in moments of temptation, whc
1t PovertE's face was too black for his coul
h age, he had-what ?-robt ed his employ
b.? er Oh, if the train would fly forward
y To see him only to see him
t, 1t was night when at last the ferry boz
left its load Of passengers at the Ne
York wharf, and Emily engaged the fir:
W hackman who spoke to her
n "Can you tell me whether the Ariadn
has sailed 2"
lie "Lor' yes, man; sailed at six tn
G. morning !"
s. "You are sure ?" she gasped, as thi
er last hope was wrenched from her.
G. "Certain, ma a'am. What hotel?"
p, What hotel? Where could she go 2
ID She stood, stunned and bewildered, hare
it ly conscious Of the jostling crowd or in
patient hackman.
lg "Miss Emily? Can it be possible tn
IS is my little Miss Emily ?"
ee A friendly voice and grasp of her han
Or Emily's pale lips quivered moment, an
es1thGn she faiRtcd into the arms of. Il
OF speaker. i. .a..s,
lis "Bless my soul.l9 Here, Martial ]
r. len Where are you girls p"
he "Here, papa Can we ever get out
ct this crowd? Why, where What 2
wv Papa ?"
er 'Yes, my dear. 1t is Emily Dunbar
rd ''Emily Dunbar? Alone here on t
wharf?"
on Propriety shrank back, but papa call
hack and carried his senseless burd
lis into it, the two girls following with pu
gh zled faces.
ne "There, noy, take care of her while
K get the baggage" And papa bustl
. away.
nd Something in the pallid, mamma
IN face of their old friend and schoolfellt
wakened the womanly hearts of Mart
rst and Ellen Baxter, and before their faith
ito returned they had-found salts and wi
Ter in their neat travelling bags, and we
lin working heartily to call life back to t
err to the pale face.