The Lancaster gazette. [volume] (Lancaster, Ohio) 1863-1886, 1869-01-28

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self, to.be ready for the days dd-
tics .-I -..Ig,., -,3 iu M
II was nearly nine o'clock when
my house keeper reused me to
s,y breakfast was ready, and the
child awake. Lais9- ] @. III W
Very wide awake ] found him,
the glorious brown eyes staring
round my room, taking in every
detail of its Arrangement.
"Who are you? How did | get
hcre2 Am lnearly at Australia?
Whoiethat man in tho picture2'
were the questions poured rapidly
forth before had time TO frame
one inquiry. l aa la
~ want toge: up. Who's got
my elother?P came next. HWho.
lput mo to bed without any night
gOwnY' .y
Not q sign of fear. or word OF
hOmesickncsslJ / was puzzled.
What is your namc?" /. asked,
sitting down beside him. ut
"TrotI want to get up!'
"You shall get up in a minute,
but first tell me your name, and
how you came 10 be asleep in the
statiOn?'
my names Trot: and the plaguy
cars started off without mo when
got out 1t was u dark night
and | could not catch them, 80 !
won't into the room and went TO
sleep til they came again"
WAS your mother in the train
III the carp" 1913 f.'.
mo; nobody but just me. lam
going 10 Australia" D." I
"Going 10 Australia"
"Ycs; EIlen's there! They have
roses there AT Christmas, and We
wanted some for our tree"
"But, my child, You did not
leave home aloncy' ..'.al ...
"Yes | did; | ain't afraid! I'm
going back right away, us soon as
find Ellen. and get the roses"
."But don't you know you will
have to sail in q great ship for
months to get to Australia"
ELLEN went in the cars, We
saw her 60, mamma and l. We
went in tho carriage and said
goodbye, and she got in the cars
with Mr.. Williams. !" I' Hs
"Who is Mr.. Williams?' ] said
eagerly catching at name.
"Ellen's husband. Our milk.
man he was, before he went off to
Australia Hos jolly! always fill.
cd my cup for nothing, when was
up" ... .,......r -o
'"And who was Ellen?' w., p
! MY nurse. ."ia.i'r'11 taI '
q "What's yourfathcr's
| "Papal"1 "1ol,g .n..ln,I .sqK ~
"But his other name?",. ,g 4
I "IIarry; dear, mamma always
chlleH him 500 HOO OIL ."o'a
,H'Where does he liver '3'.f %.
"He's dead, said the.c child in a
whisper. "Mamma cries all the
time, most, and wears an ugly black
gown every day:''79t l-HIr
"Wcll, where docs mamma liver"
), "At grandma's with Aunt Daisy,
and Walter, and Sue, and baby =
ain't IL funny? baby my uncle, and
he's so little ho has to bs carried
about, and Walters littler than me,
und he's my uncle, too, and Sues
only six, and she's my aunt" '.
1"Where does grandma live?' Z.
J "Why,Ihome, in her own house" "
4. swell, what is h1r namc2'
"Grandmal' in a very positive
tono, and becoming restivo under
80 much questionlng.gln '.' q. I'd
y Il took iMm from the bed and be-
gan TO dress him, aud explain his
position; but even when he under
Stoodnhat homust give up the Aus.
tralian journey, aud was made to
feel something Of his mothers de.
spair at losing him, he could give
me no clue by which 10 find his
homo. Grandpa, grandma, nam.
ma, who vas called Mary by the
rest, Aunt Daisy and the three
children were all mentioned, and
persistent questioning revealed that
he lived in a large house in the
country, but that was all. 'l My
heart grew fairly sick as | looked
into his beautiful face and pictured
tthe grief OF the widowed mother
, over thel loss of this only ch'ld.-
In vain | searched his clothing for
the mysterious 'Slocket containing
\ the miniature of q beautiful fe.
male,' always found on the stray
children in novels; no 'etra wbcrry,
or rus pberry mark" dis6gnred his
smooth, white skin. His clothing,
Of the most dainty material and
make. was marked with the initials,
"a, H."'i ." a' goo .H io At ~
Days passed away, and still lit
tlo Trot-iOr he would own no.
other name--was an inrhateOf my
cottage, tho very darling of Mrs.
Watson's molnerly heart. ladver- |
1. tised him in all the large cities,
hoping somo paper would. reach
his country home; yet as the days
wore away, and lO became recon-
ciled to his new homo, and ceased
to grieve for his family, | began to
1 dread the hour when ne should be
claimed His frank, 4 bright joy.
ousneSs, his merry prattlc, his low
ing caressos, began TO fill an un-
suspected void in my heart, and
Mrs. Watson was q perfect slave
to his loving tyranny. She mado
him pretty garments TO replace
the rich velvet suit which We put
carefully aside, in case thoy were
oron .ao.,;,ol - ,o,Nya hie i1nniilv