Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1869-11-29

We searched everywhere for her, ana
immense rewsrds for her recov-
cry. / employed detectives, but all to
no purpose. when our little Jessie ran
down the steps into that flower garden"
and he pointed to the front of the house,
as If the earth had opened and swal-
her up, We never saw her again"
"She must have found the gate open,
and wandered OUT" suggested DR..
Hutton. she might have strolled
down to the waters and been drowned"
The banker fixed his burning eyes
upon the phy,icisu', face, and whis-
psred:
az said We never saw the poor child
again. did not say We had not heard
of her. She was lost on the 9Th Of
August, 1854. For a year We thought
her dead. But on the anniversary OF
our loss We received a written message
concerning her."
"a m~essagsl" cried DR.. Hutton,
starting.
GA mere scrawl-a single line in a
hand evidently disguised" said the
Ohnher. ~ mere 1t Is.
He produced 4 dingy scrap Of paper
from a drawer in the table, and held it
up to the view of the physician, who
read as follows:
August 9, 1855. Jessie, ha, ha! Jessie"
DR.. Hutton looked, with q puzzled
air, from the scrap Of paper, which he
turned over and over, to the c%ountonancs
of the banker.
"I can make nothing of this" be
declared. at is merely a date, With
the nsmo of your lost daughter. It tells
me nothing"
"Nor did it US, at frst," said Mr..
Prsble. "Then that name and that
date, with the demon laugh connecting
them, set US to thinking. A whole year
We agonized over the dreadful problem,
and then we received another message,
which you shall see."
He thrust = second slip Of paper,
identical in shape and appearance with
the first, before the gaze of Dr.. Hutton,
who read it aloud.
august 9, 1856. Your Jessie still iires."
The physician started, as if slsctri.
fed.
"AhI this 10 something definite
something decisive" he muttsred. ar
convinced you that your daughter wal
still living"
"Yss, Doctor" said Mrs. Preble,
" aud every anniversary Of that day has
brought US some message. The disnp.
p~sarancs Of the child, mysterious as il
it, does not seem to me half 80 strange
as that tho villain who took her away
could contrire to communicate with us
every year since, and always On q par.
ticular day-tho anniversary Of the day
on which she was itolsn-without our
being able to discover who he is. And
a still greater wonder to me is what can
be his motive. 1t seems incredible. II
it was stated in . novel, many people
would not believe it. But truth is
stranger than felton,"
Mrs. Preble drew from her husbands
bresst.pockst his n%ots.book, opened i,
to the proper page, and presented it to
the physician.
DR.. Hutton adjusted his s%pectaelss,
glanced over the page, and then slowly
read tho group of entries aloud. The
entry the frat year Is as follows:
August o, 1855. Jessie. no, ha Jessie"
And the next year il is
"Ausust q, 1856. Your Jessie stii lira 4"
And the next
"August o, 1857. She 1. in good hand, /"
And tho next
"Ausust o, 1855. She ia reH a, erer"
And the next
"Ansn-t o, 1850. I,aV her yesterday"
"Ausn,t o, 1859. she, groring rapidly ~
Aud the next
"Auxust o, 1851. She continue, to do welr
And the next
"Auguat g., 1862. Ire seen her ogdinw
And the next
"August DISCS. She's becoming a roman =
And the next
"August 0, 1864. Your child 10 thirteen"
And the next
august o, 1865. She. lOrelier than srn -
Aud the next
"August q, 1856. She's really charming I"
Aud the last year it ia
"Augunt 8, 1867. Ny re,rard q at hand +
And what shall ne get to-day?
The physician looked up and Fixed hi,
thoughtful gaze upon the bsreayod hus-
band and wife.
CHOW did these messages come to
you" no demanded.
"Invariably by post" replied Mr..
PEBBLE. "Usually to the house, but
sometimes to the Office |"
"And you have never seen their eu-
thor p"
"Nsver
"The last Of them is dated, I see, a
year ago to-day r"
"Yes, yes" faltsrsd tho banker,
"and the time has come for another
message. This is the 9th Of August,
1882
81 s.s," said DR.. Hutton. "And
this 10 the secret Of your terrible excite.
ment! You are expecting to receive to.
day another Of those strange m%ssisgss!'
There was . brief silence. Mrs.
Prebls's hand 1uttsred in its task, and
her face grew very pale. The banker
bresthed gaspinely. This physician re-
gardsd them both in friendly sympathy.
awe shall hear OF her again to-day"
said Nr. Probe; "and what will the
message bs?"
The mother sverted her face. Her
brave heart faltersd as that question
echoed in her soul.
"Tbs writer of these letters is IN
q%us,tisnably tho sbductor of your
child I" said DR.. Hutton.
"Hars you any suspicion As to his
idsntity2"
"Not the slightest" said Mr.. Prebls.
1--WE have puzzled over the problem for
many years, but We cannot guess who
he is"
"Think," said the doctor. "Hars
you no enemy? I do not mean people
with whom you are no, frieadly-svsry
stirring man has plenty of thsse-but =
downright enemy! 10. there no mar
whom you knew in the East who hated
you2 No q against whom you were
called upon 70 tes.ify-no one whom
you possibly ipjured2"
The banker shook bis head. He had
asked himself all these questions re.
p~satedly.
all have NO such enemy, DOCTOR" be
answered with sincerity Of voice and
manner.
NJ. D..LtoIt -..l Al.