The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1868-04-03

while, and then came to me. But am
talking on, and forgetting we are keeping
him Whiting. You will come DOWN.
"But what can he possibly want Of mer'
ITO thank You, guess. for sending Chris.
tie TO- the party. He knows she could not
have gone but f'r your kindness
"Oh, well, that will keep! Excuse me
this time hesr'Mrs. Burgess, and ! will be
introduced the next time he calls"
Only half satisfied, she went down stairs
to return In few moments with the extru-
ordinary message:-
"Charles says ho must $50 you, Mis-
xGry." 10.
: well, I will come them" I satd, think.
ing Il an old gen,loman's whim, and not
worth a discussion.
Il was some moments before was pre-
,sentable. The traces Of weeping had to be
bathed from my eyes; my hair was disot
dcred where had leaned my weary head
against my chair, and I needed some mo.
ments quiet before was fit to face a
stranger.
went down stairs very slowly. 1t was
painful to me oflale years to meet strang-
ers, feeling as did. to some extent, like oil
impostor; and I did not want to be thanked
for Christies dress, and wns half inclined
to turn and run away again to my own
room before reached the foot oil tho stair
case.
went into the dning.room a moment
first, and there heard little hustle Of ar.
rival. Christie had come and was again
Welcoming her uncle. "They will no,
miss me- now," thought; 81 will 60 up
stairs again." and started for the staircase
but, looking through tho half:closed door, !
saw group in the entry that arrested my
footsteps. could not STIR! There was nc
venerable. whits.haircd gentleman. such a.
] had pictured this uncle Charles, now
standing before Christie under the cnsr,
lalnp. This man was tall and handsome
bnrely thirty years Of uge, in full vigor o'
youth. Just as | saw him he was saying
ii could no, nsk you in those crowded
rooms, Christie; but il you will nnclnsI
that bracelet Tor me, and let me see the IN
ilinls engraved inside, shall he very glad
IL saw set like them once. They arr
very odd Miss Grey's, you sai'lT
ayes; she len, them to mo for this eve
ming"
"Slle-she-bought them Of some one
did she not?
"Ol,, no they were New Years gii
'frn,n u friend who invented the de
sign. n rc is ths bmcelst, Uncle Charles V
His hand trembled 80 that he could scarce
" holi il while he read the initials, &C. R.
to "I.. r."
! could no, resist any longer. Trying tc
steady my steps, went to meet him.
ELLA my Ella Thn, was tho cry Of
my faithful lover us ho clasped mo in hi'
,r,,s
u,,;,, ,,,;r m;,o ~, bo ,,,,r,u,,red. And
IN dr.nm If hl;.s Tim, was almost de-
Iir;um could only liz there, too happy ,c
speak.
uR,, {" s,;d Christie. prcsent,y. "wbat il
:, ,u,"
"sho :. mo ho,ro,hed viii. liule niece. v
.'....I :. . H., ,,;,. .whom
~ ~" ..",. 9 80, ,... ,,.,,, h,, nou
'..,n % ~. IN, I..,, ...,, &c f.. .nJ h. .,r.;r,
~" "o' " ''' r. A.. ....,.
,..u
''. 'n -, .,,,-, :,
.,;d rh.;.,;,
allow could 1 dream ,ha, your Uncle
Charlie, was my Charlie ?"I said. "And
now, how IL Il? Your name is no, Bur.
p.ss. Cborl;e ?"
"No: lint nv halr.bro,her was"
"Wby. tn be sure" said Mrs. Burgess
"we never told vol, that Charles was only
n Younger I,nIf brother. lis name is Rey.
nolds Well. Charles" she said, half
I.,,h;,c n f,w minutes later. "l s,ppose
Christie and I mny retire into the hack
crouud o,,;n."
"No, so :" he answered quickly. 81 am
rich man, sister Mary F.: and 1 know tina,
the same generous spirit, TINT took from a
hard earned pi,tance the sum to purchase
un evening of pleasure for my little niece,
will b. willing to share husbands fortune
with widowed sister anil her child. Is !,
not 50, Ella7"
"You will m, love tbcm moro tban ,lo
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