Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1870-06-23

| "lne Snerry. SAID the Danker 10 u
servant land bring lunch-some cold
roast bcef-and you know and when
we've lunched. Mr.. Sudden, we'll talk
business
Mr.. Studden's performance upon the
beef was so extraordinary, that the
banker feared that he would commit
involuntary suicide. II was with feel
ing of intense relief that he saw him
attack the cheese but the attack was
so prolonged. that Mr.. Dawbarn fear
left unaccomplished. should be effect
ed BY the Stilton.
Not any more, sir, thank you, az
swered Bob to his hosts compliment
tary question. | never tasted such
cheese-and As for the beef, it's beau
tiiul. haven't tasted animal food for
these ten days. For rcd-herring il not
animal food any more than lump Of
salt is. and I'm sick of red-herring.
Soak them in rs much hot water as you
like, they always taste Of lucifers per-
haps because they lie next to EN- in
the shop. | may thank you, Mr.. Daw-
barn. for meal such rs haven't had
for-fur-''
The wine -Nr Sudden had drank
seemed 70 have got into his head. and
from his head into his ewes. Men are
strange creatures-and even betting
men are men-and whether il WAS the
memory of bygone days. or the wine,
or the bread, or The butter, or the beef.
or the cheese that effected him, cannot
be ascertained. but one OF these causes
or some of them-or all. caused Bob
Sudden 10 lay his head upon his knees.
| and cry coplously.
lie then began accusing himself. and
saying that he was bad lot : that h.
WIS miserable and rcpented that his
life was an hourly curse To him; that
he knew he had brought it all upon
himself; that all his friends had desert
ed him. and particularly those who
had shared his hospitality and even his
money, when he was prosperous that
the man who owed his rise in life IL
him. and whom he had assisted al a cri-
sis. had behaved to him with an in
gratitude that stung him to the soul
and that he was halt-starved and that
he had no bed but in the stable: that
lie was -rnincd-and had nd
hope.
When the poor. broken-down game
ster had exhausted himself, the banker
began. lie told him that he 1.-THE bank
err had been advised to offer him
tStuddcn) employment, because he
knew him TO be intelligent, and hoped
that his past suiferings had been
ne ne % H1shsa sf TIE b tinplS HapEs i on
was difficult and delicate, being no less
than TO 20 TO New York, and from there
10 wherever else il might be necessary
To travel in search of Mr.. Munro that
money would be provided and letters
furnished him. and that he was requir-
cd TO start for Liverpool that very
night that it was hoped he would not
lightly give up chance that offered
him redemption for the past and fine
prospect for the future.
III do it, I'll do it " said Bob, ris-
ing and grasping the bankers hand
land God bless you, Mr. DawbaIn, for
giving poor outcast devil like me the
chance. Ill not deceive you, sir; il
/ do"
'..lush. hush, Mr.. Sudden"
You'll make man of me. sir-a
MAN Ill be true as steel. I'll not bet
not on the best horse that was ever
foaled. Tonight. sir; Ill start this
minute. barefoot. if you wish it, I've
got decent suit of clothes in pawn.
sir, quite good enough for the likes Of
me; Ill be faithful and true, sir, and
and-God bless you. sir, and
and"
Here Bob broke down again, and
even stiff Mr.. Dawbarn was compelled
to use his cambria handkerchief, as
Mr.. Sudden used his ragged sleeve.
Bob was furnished with letters among
them was one from Mr.. Dawbarn adj
dressed to Munro, which enclosed a
note from Lucy, which contained only
these words, written in large trem-
bling hand s.
"Come back to me-oh. come back to
me. my dear; and soon, IL you would see
again upon this earth
Lucy"
A few hours after Bob was seated
on the roof Of the night-coach and as
it ratified past the bankers house he
saw a light in Lucy's chamber. AL
though the night was cold the window
was thrown up, and thin hand waved
a handkerchief.
Two years elapsed, and there was
no news Of the missing Mr.. Munro.
Letters arrived frequently from differ
ent parts Of America from Mr.. Bob
Sudden, who evidently found his task
to be more difficult than he had sup
posed. America was large continent.
and 1t was not SO easy to find one par
ticular man upon it. Poor Lucy anus.
ed herself by reading books and perus-
ing maps. She liked to wonder if
George was there-or there and what
sort Of a place it was. She arranged
all Mr.. Bob Studden's letters of intel
ligence in chronological order, and
compared them with the books and the
maps. and 50 traced his progress. She
always knew when an American letter
arrived by an instinct for which she
was at loss to account herself: but
for all these sources Of consolation,
for all her fathers and mothers solici-
tude, she grew weaker and weaker.
She took no air but in the invalid's
chair. Her father walked by her side