Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1865-1872, 1867-09-13
NoIAT HOME.

seen stalking through one Of the fasbiora.
bic streets in q large city one cold Decem-
Der morning, supported by large staff
which he grasped firmly in enc hand,
while from his other swung bundle
wrapped ina coarse cotton handkerchief.
His coat was of coarse gray, aud had evil
dently seen hard serviee, though still per-
fectly whole and neat. The traveller walk
ed slowly along as have said, examining
carefully as he passed the names on
the door plates. He finally paused be-
fore dwelling Of n snowy exterior, which,
five may credit the testimony OF the. plate
upon the door, was occupied by Alexander
Beaumont. .sa45 "a st<.< .i.t tit- 30 i4t
"Alexandef Beaumonil yes, that's the
house, murmured tho traveller to himself
rs he ascended the steps and rang the
door bell
Ills summons was answered by a servant
who, after q moments scrutiny which APP
parently Was mot ola very favorable char
seter, said roughly
aWsHs Six what DO yon xanf?> -
l. Mr.. Beaumont at bome?" said the
old man, without needing the intentional
tudeness. s.s. Il. I'D. =. .s,sa
s''No, Sir, he is not '.se.s p. .t
"The& perhaps can sec his wife?"
81 think II very doubtful, but will
see,' and the servant Withdrew without in
viting the old man to enter. tbopgh1 the
day was cold, ..bnd his, clothing seemed
hardy sufficient 70. protect him from i,s
irclsuienty.l J. I 4 III tNii II
= Mrs. Beaumont was reclining ona feu'
feuil in room handsomely furnished.
The last new magazine was ia her hand,
and bss eye. vas hstlcssly7 glsnsing over
its pages. She was. interrupted in her
reading by the enlraneerof the servant.
.s'Weils yhptpow, beuY size iuquir-
Gu. - ..i' "a -. %. .f.i. 81. -rfltf
There Is man down stairs wants to
see you. ma am.'ff s' = -. -. -
"Nan! a gentleman, you ncap2'
=. "No, MA am, said Betty, stoutly, for
che we'll understood what made up gem
tlemen. ir tie conventional sense OF the
term; "it isn't a,gentleman at ALL for he's
got on an old gray coat aud he doesn'i
uoar any gloves Ia 1ifr s'Taiu3*f !
"What.ean hewhnt Of mp
Il don'tkaaw,' sureI he inquired after
Mr.. Beaumont frst.'
"Yon didn't bring him in the parlor
did yohY' Tho girl shook her head.
"You did RIG 4. and you'd better tell
bin Tn not at home.
Mrs. beaumont IL not AZ home, said
Betty. rcpppcarilg at the dooe., +. +"
Il suppose that means she is engaged.
said the old man, "but 1 think she will
see mo when shc learns who am. Tell
her that am her husbands uncle, aud
my name IL Henry Beaumoot..
'Tmt old rag tag masters uuclcr said
betty wondcringly, Us she reaseended The
ktairs.
"Good lcavcnsv said her mistress. III
IL isn I that old vagraut that strvled of
years ego nobody knows where. / did
hope be never would come back nguin
And now | suppose he Is as poor us 1
rat and wants help. Well, he wont &c
u IL | can help IL; but suppose mus
zee him.
The lady descended, fully prepared I,
giye the visitor frigid reception.
fesI' not misiakon.' said the old map
with feeling. 'Tis my nephew, Alexan
der's wife,
You are right, sir. | am the wife o
Mr. Alexander Beaumont: and suppos
from your Language you are
"llis uncle Henry All! mel | hay
been gone many, many years, aud 1t doe
me good to return once more among IN
kindred
The old man leaned on his staff, an,
his features looked dconvulsively as thought
of the past camo over his mind. Mr.,
Beaumont stood holding tho door as
waiting for him TO depart. She did nc
give him any invitation to enter.
ais your husband wcl?' inquired III
visitor, looking in, as If he expected a
inyitation to enter, and refresh himsol
after his walk by an interval of rest.
s'IIe.is. IT you have any message 70
him you may leave il with me, and wi
deliver il, said Mrs. Beaumont, desirou
ofridding herself ofthe intruder as speed
lily as possible. tss t.s.
"You may tell him have called sai
the visitor. in disappointed tone, '"an
that would like TO have seen him..
II will tell him;' and Mrs. Beaumor
was about 10 close the door. ff'isf
sHoldl there is one question mor'
What became Of Alcxander's siste
Anna?' tfft,.
ssShel don't know much about her
vas the rather. .disdainfll reply;,'but I be
lieve she married q clerk, mechanic, .
some such person. His name Il Low,
and he lives in Norton street. Is chs
all7' - n'l -'.~ ~
THAT Is ALL aud the old man turne
his steps toward the street indicated, wit
many forebodings lest his second Wis
might be as unwelcome as his FIRST ~
peared 10 be.
's"Betty,' said Mrs. Beaumont, as sh
closed the door,. il that old fool come
again, be sure and tell him | am not
home .a4tt i4 ~
Norton street was not fashionab
street, nor was the two. o.story dwelling o'
cupied by William Lowe either handsom
or costly, II was marked, however, by a
air of neatncss which indicated that i
tenants were not regardless Of outward al
pearances.
We will take the liberty Of introducin
you into a little sitting room, where Mr.
Lowe and her three children We're eve
now seated. A plain, serviceable carp,
covered the floor, and the remainder ,
the fnrniture, though Of kind whic
would hardly DO selected for a drawing
room, had comfortable home-like ~
pearanee, which simply satisfied tho d,
sires OF those who derived their harpine,