The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1867-05-04
THE LEFT SLIPPER.
[COnclusiOR.1

Conclusion.
I turned down the lid, and there in
the sight of my three friends was not
only the notebook, but the little lett
slipper for that unknown, unseen foot.
A roar of laughter recalled me to my
senses. .
."Is that Chinese specimen, Haley !
heard you'd bought one"
"Wbat n sly boy you are. Who Is
she, Haleyp
"Brown, turned out with blue. Very
TASTY indeed, should say"
"Meet me by moonlight alOne.'
''Who stole the slipper''
Need say more. Mrs. Pottle, walk
ing about the room, heard some OF these
remarks, and gave me, thought, alook
of malicious triumph.
"Be merciful to fellow for once l
said desperately, "and keep the affair
secret until l give you leave to split"
When will that be T asked Harry
Dawson.
"Give me a month, Harry"
"And you'll let us know in month
how it goes OnT
"Yes, if know myself"
Haley hasn't cheek enough to carry
on courting," said Dawson. HE hardly
knows what's what, or who's who, or
when's when. think, my boy, you'd
better como to me for drill in the art.
I've had plenty of practice, and am up
to nice little thing or two. | should
advise you to get the other foot, and
have pair of them"
"You're a dreadful nuisance, Daw-
son." said Frank Jones. "Let the poor
fellow rest in peace now, and csme
away home; it is getting late"
But had no rest that night; for con-
tinually that little slipper walked
round my bed, and over my chest, and
on my forehead, and round my bed
again.
Next day thought Mrs. Pottle looked
at her spoons and furniture suspicious
", and appeared i'll at ease; the day
after that found her hunting behind
my sofa when | came into breakfast,
and ventured to say, "Are you look
ing for anything, Mrs. Pottle I"
"Well, no, sir, thank you, sir" she
said hesitatingly; and Immediately went
down stairs for the cOffse-pot.
When returned home in the evening
there was q young lady in the passage
talking to Mrs. Pottle; but l passed up
without close investigations. Just as
I turned the corner of the staircase l
heard these words in merry voice, 81
wish l conld find it; it is such ridicu-
lous thing to lose. am almost sure i
left it in the parlor when i brought it
Down to show grandmamma, and forgot
to carry it away. / am sorry to have
troubled you again, Mrs. Pottle, and it
is of no very great consequence
''Shall / ask Mr.. Haleyf"
so no! OF course, if he had seen it,
he would have given it to you. 1t
wasn't his" And she laughed a girlish,
silvery, merry laugh.
l softly opened my room door and
went in. Would she think me thief,
theni Who was shei The front door
closed after "Good evening, Mrs. Pot
tle," and looked out of my window,
and watched her; then, taking my hat
again, ran down stairs, obeying a sud-
den impulse, and followed her.
Soon she turned into q wide street,
then another, and then calling cab,
she stepped into it; but heard the ad-
dress-No. IA Victoria Terrace. So l
called another and followed her. On
we went till the terrace was reached,
and stepped out, dismissed the cab
man, and waited for Cinderella to
alight. A curious accident occurred
here; the horse took fright as the driver
descended to open the door, the poor
man fell on the pavement, and the
young lady, whose foot was on the step,
fell into my arms; but could not avoid
her receiving bad sprain, though she
acted bravely, like true little heroine,
and did not faint. :
"You are hurt, fear" said, careful
ly lifting her in my arms, and slowly
ascending the steps. Just then the
door of Number IA opened; an old lady
and gentleman and one or two servants
appeared. The old gentleman began to
cry. He was evidently childish. HLook
to the poor cab-driver,r said to the
servants as l passed. Madam, where
shall carry the young ladyr
"In here, sir, if you please. am so
very much Obliged to you; 1t would
have been the death Of us both if apy.
thing ever happened to Katie"
The old lady led the way to a hand
somely furnished dining-room, and I
laid Katie on the sofa. She opened a
pair of very mischievous brown ewes.
and looked up in my face.
"Pm very much obliged to you, sir;
I'm afraid I'm very heavy. Where il
that poor cabmanf Will you see about
him for met and don't let him want for
anything"
promised to do SO, aud to come back
at once and report to her, and hastened
down. The driver was lying in his own
cab, to which another horse was being
harnessed; whilst his own, rather badlS
wounded, was led off to the stables. as
he had requested the bystanders IL
should be. l got in beside the poor
fellow, and accompanied him to the
hospital -fes.r- -.Es. r, =
81 should like to see my wife, lie
said.
"0f course you would" replied ~
will 60 for her at once; where does she
liver
He gave mo her address, and set off
feeling ! vas fulfilling Cinderella
wishes. Itold my tale to the cabman,s
wife, who was naturally thrown into
much distress. rs 4I E--@
"You sayI can 90 to him at once,
sir p ~ -.
"Yss, sarely you can" i-l,t
"And stsy the night with him p
T really don't know about that:
you muat aak the matron, The yonno