The Plymouth Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1869-1941, 1870-09-08
under the direction of the authori

repair, under the direction of the authori-
les who held the property in trust.
AnG now caue a most extraordinary
revela tion. ! got it long before it became
public, from young mau whose acqusint-
ence l made in the Office of the public
administrator.
The workmen, in pulling down the
shattered parts, unearthcd some suspl-
cious looking packages, and in a few min
utes, the whole of Mr.. Ephraim's lost
proparty-bonGs, stocks, money and secu-
rites Jay in the hands Of the master.
workman, who fortunately was an honest
nan. Ephraim had used as a hiding place
a wooden PANEL under a window, where
stood p heavy desk, in o room to which he
was vyOnt to retreat at times from the
office and lock himself up. He had been
too suddenly hurried into eternity to re-
veal mis- boarding place to any one.
!! OF cOurse this was a serious matter, n
| as there was good picking for lawyers and
| pub functiOnaries, Mr.. John Barrett
| and wife were communicated with at
| Valparaiso Immediately. The return mail
brought an answer expressing great JOY
! 1T the finding of the property, but regret
4 tsuR -AEl A41C daISC1O00 1AANC VI Aso
| Barrett would prevent her immediate re-
/! turn 10 Philadelphia. AS 0on as her
| health permitted she would set out.
; Within a month Games second letter from
| Barrett, announcing the death OF his wife,
a viii made by her in his own favor, and
| his intention of being in Philadelphia
| almost as soon as this intelligence, with
all legal documents to dispose Of the
matter.
And sure enough, within two weeks |
| heard of ais arrival. I called at his ho-
| tel, sent up my card, and received the
| answer that Efr. Barrett was too i'll to see
| anybody. My pride started st this.
| Could it be the rich man cutting off his
| old acquaintances? / coEtented myself
] with sending up a second card with my
| address, in order that if he wanted to see
me ne might be able to do so, and then
went my way. From my friend in the
! public ofiioe | heard that John Barrett
| had put IN al bis proofs and complied
| with all the legal FIRMS, after which, hav-
ing taken possession Of the property,
anouating in all TO about three hundred
, thousand dollars, he had left the city, In
what direction, nobody hnew. He never
saw TT to call on ne, and l did not meet
him.
Twelve years now pass over Us, and ]
come 10 he seventh incident in my story
which more nearly co"cerns myself than
all the rest put together. You know tnat
whatever share Of this worlds goods ]
T. possess J. have won within the last
{ I years; In other words, i've years agI
[ Tss poor, and of course in no position
tc fall in love or marry and yet, absurd
as is for 8 man of thiTty-three to talk o.
being rOmantic&lly in love, | was SO fol
the first tirue in my life, and the object o.
my passion was Katie Earnshaw, OF whom
I Shall say nothing except that she was a.
good as she YVES pretty. Katie was on my
side, but am sorry to say | had ali I'd;
cider branches Of her family arrayec
srainst he. They believed in my little
lady marrying somebody with minis o.
money, aid the father especially had JUS
the man picked out for her that hi
thought would suit. This man, Warine
&c Lille, claimed to be of French extrac
tic. born in New Orleans. He was tall
dark, bronzed by exposure to a tropica
c,r, vO-e = heaFy m0nstache. dressed ex
crisi- -, erG vas about forty years c
age. He had been but a Jew months ii
PhladelDhia when ! net him, but Ger
4 CHILLY III HIS Cgufcsc dllOu, HOlNA va
slightly tinged with a foreign idiOm ant
accent, showed more knowledge OF thu
city than that time warranted. Ee wa
rich (Earnshaw senior Was not q man t
be deceived on such q point), and Eati,
told me, as coming from him, that d.
Lille had large investments in New York
almost enough to constitute him q nil
lionaire. What chance could l haY,
a~1..,e. ~ a r.rc1o nf ooprc INV of
tenticns were repudiated by pa and ms
and as warmly encouraged by Katie, unit
| felt that we stood on the brink of al
, fair, providing Katie would consent TO s.
summary q mode of settling the matter
[ could do nothing toward check
ing the fellows cool presidency bu
glare at him when we met, on,
t his eye to m Mss I'M rinei fEeel that I was des
: perately in earnest. 1t always wandere
. away but when / did catch it there wa
( something that made my blood crawl q
l though 1 we're looking into that of a van
pyre. 1t was a recognized fact that ID
I Lille was g sutton for Katie Earnshaw
hand, with the consent of ali parties bt
s herself. How long she might be able
: do battle against him, backed as he WI
s by her father and mother, was a matte
. of greatdoubt.
/ In this state affairs stood when one da,
3 as l was walking slowly down Walnl
1 street, ruminating on the situation, a lad
, came from a building used for lawyers @
: fees, and approached me. She was on tt
y shady side OF thirty five, rather handsom
but with a complexion which indicate
J that much of her life had been spent
Southern lands. as she came near 81
gszed inquiringly in my face, startt
g slightly, cO:ored and stood still. The
was something in her lock which men
o DRY recalled, but only in a vague way.
"Warreners" she said.
"My name, madam"
"YOu do not remember me-"
az am sorry to say l do not"
81 I'm Lydia Pennypacker."
"Lydia Pennypackerl" 1 almo
y shouted, Selling both her hands in min
"Why, | thought you were dead?"
mot yet" she said, laughing, "thoul
they have tried hard to kill me. 1t is
prove myself alive that l have just be,
among these gentlemen of the law"
Then the whole story came fresh to n
mind after the lapse OF twelve years, al
[ said:
e "But your husband produced cviden
that you died at Valparaiso"
mot my husband, but all imposter.
never was in Valparaiso in my lite."
(, | was struck dumb.
% ID you mean to say that John Barre
l was not your husband"
81 never saw John Barrett from t
&c day before ] left my fathers house.. \
D. husband was Alexander Graham. '
as were married in this city the day l Il
l. home, and L went with him to Rio
metro, and from there into the back cou
Y try, where he became engineer on a lar
w. sugar estate, and where We lived until
ii death one year ago
s. food Heavens what a revelation
X could not speak. l could do nothing
ne tuck the little wOman's arm under l