The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1866-12-10
the words, cherishing the plump peachy
cheek that lay uppermost on his shoul-

the words, cherishing the plump peachy
cheek that lay uppermost on his shout
der.
Il have fancy. Tresham Il am get
ting quite an old fellow now, you
know, and old fellows may
take fancies into their heads
sometimes,) TO give up Polly,
having found her, TO no one but you.
Will You take her from me-"
As the father held out his arms for
the child. each of the two men looked
steadily at the other.
"She is very dear to You, TreshamW
"Unutterably dear
Good bless her, Ii is not much, Pol
ly," he continued, turning his eyes upon
her peaceful face as he apOStrOphised
her, Fit is not much, Polly, for blind
and sinful man To invoke blessing on
something so far better than himself aS
A little child is: but il would be much
much upon his cruel head, and much
upon his guilty sOul-if he could be so
wicked as to invoke n curse. He had
better have n milestone round his neck,
and be cast into the deepest sea. Live
and thrive, my pretty baby" Here he
kissed her. Live and prosper, and be-
come in time the mother of other little
children, like the Angels who behold
the Fathers face"'
He kissed her again, gave her up
gently TO both her parents, and went out.
But he went not TO Wales. No, he
never went to Wales. He went straight
way for another stroll about the town.
and he looked in upon the people ut
their work, and at theirp play, here, there,
everywhere, and where not. For he
was BarboX Brothers and Co. now, and
had taken thousands of partners into
the solitary firm.
He had at length got back tohis hotel
room. and was standing before the fire
refreshing himself with n glass of hot
drink which he had stood upon the
chimney-picce, when he heard the
town clocks striking, and, referring
to his watch, found the evening to
have so slipped away, that they
were striking twelve. As he put
up his watch agaiIs his eyes met
those Of his reflection in the chimney
glass.
"Why it's your birthday already" hc
said, smiling. "Iou are looking very
well. | wish you many happy returns
of the day
He had never before bestowed that
wish upon himself. by Jupiter" he
discovered, "it alters the whole case of
running away from ones birthday. It's
thing TO explain to Phoebe. Besides,
there is quite long story IL tell her,
that has sprung out of the road with no
story. III go back, instead of going on.
I'll go back by my friend Lamps Up y
presently.
He went back to Mugby Junction,
and in point of fact he established HIM
self at Mugby Junction. 1t was the
convenient place to live in, for bright
ening Phmbc's life. Ii was the conve-
nicnt place to live in, for having her
taught music by Beatrice. 1t was the
convenient place TO live in, for OCCASION
ally borrowing Polly. 1t was the CON
venicnt place 10 live in, for being joined
at will TO all sorts Of agreeable places
and persons. So, he became settled
there, and, his house standing in al clc-
waited situation, it was noteworthy of
him in conclusion, as Polly herself
might (not irrcverently) have put it,
There was an old Barbox who lived on hill,
Aud If hc ain't dead he lives there still.
TO be Continued on Friday.