The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1871-05-27
EBENsBURG, PA, SATURDAY, MAY 81, 1871.

SHlIe ana warmly WOrded thanks for his
contribution were dealt from the beautiful
mouth.
Dick was 10 the midst of an elaborate
reply when the cars stopped. He fingered
yet another moment, seized his satchel
and shawl with his eyes on the face of
his charmer, and then, even as the cars
were again in motion, he bethought him.
self of the doctor, and hurriedIy left the
car and Joined his friend on the platform.
"Well, CALCULATED The worthy, 81 be-
gan to believe you'd concluded to 90 and
bury the dead baby, and make the pro-
tecting beauty Mrs. Angelica Marcy
Isn't she sumner ?"
Town send," returned his friend. ssdon't
use slang in speaking of the noble crea-
ture." He looked after the tram just dis
appearing in the distance. 81 wish to
hcaven,' he continued, I'D remained on
board How stupid was to leave it. |
might have learned her name and resi-
dence. And now"
Now, in all probability" broke in the
doctor, you'll never meet her in this vale
OF tears. But you'll know her in heaven,
II you'll behave yourself well enough to
get there. by her wings she'll have the
biggest of them all, seeing they've com
menced to sprout on earth.'
And thus rallying bis thoroughly capti-
waited friend, the two made their wav to
the house of an acquaintance, with whom
they were TO remain that night, and 60 on
next day tn tLeir destination-St. Louis.
40 Sal, L.,
TO his room to remove some of the eviden
ces of his long ride from New York. He
had removed his coat, vest and collar; he
had splashed and soaped and washed,
till his damp curls clung close to his shape
ly head. when he made startling discov-
cry.
Flushed and breathless, be burst into
the next room upon his friend.
''Townsend,' exclaimed he, "what on
earth do you suppose ? I've got tie
wrong bag; I've changed baggage with
the angel of mercy. Look at the slipper.
See that thimble. Contemplate that
glove y
otis evident you've got the lady's satch-
ell And what was there in yours p
"Don't bring up that dreadful idea, -
said Dick. Cigars and hair brush, a
pack Of cards, pocket>fask and tooth
brush-everything disreputable. If l am
judged by that bag, I'm lost man."
''And this | took for clean SHIRT and
Dick held up friled and fiuted sack,
such as do duty for more extensive night
dresses with ladies when travelling. 81
like to see Angelica when she opens my
satchel."
And Dick fell to musng, with the
slipper perched on two fingers, and the
frilled white lace spread out tenderly on
his knees.
In the upper apartment Of handsome
mansion in st. Louis, on the evening Of
the day our heroine first made the read
er's acquaintance, beautiful Belle Alden,
the pefted and only daughter of the house,
sat contemplating the various articles her
confidential maid was disposing upon the
table-articles taken from no less a re-
ceptacle than Dick Marcy's travelling bag.
The cards and cigar case lay side by
side, and highly scented party they were
"What's in the little silver laak, Rosa?'
said the fair mistress
''BranGy, ma'am," replied the maid.
''He can't be very dissipated TO travel
with such little bottle. That's in case
of sickness, suppose returned Belle.
''Its my belief" said Rosa, who was
a shrewd girl, ''that the gentleman was n
mighty nice one, else you'd not so readily
excuse the cards and the bottle"
''For shame, Rosa. All gentlemen
play euchrP, travelling, and even clergymen
take little brandy in case of Sickness .
answered Belle. "And this man was a
gentleman, and liberal one, too, for he
gave the poor emigrant woman ten dollars.
What's that, Rosa p
For at that moment Rosa held between
her fingers letter
Whether it was wrong to read stran>
gers letter vexed Belle for a moment, as
her eye glanced al the superscription and
handwriting.
''Why, of all thingsl - exclaimed the
delighted girl, seizing the letter, "Why,
Rosa, this is Jennie Marcy's writing, and
addressed TO Richard Marcy-her only
darling brother-who was in Europe when
we two graduated at Madam Ritter's in
Brooklyn
Belle read rapidly till she reached the
middle of the letter, when she burst into
merry laugh.
Hear this, Rosa," she said, and she
read from the letter:
''Above ali things, Dick, dear, don't
fail while in St Louis to see my best
friend and schoolmate, Belle Arden.
know you will fall in love with her, for,
besides being the best girl in the world,
she's a beauty and an heiress, and father s
choice above all others for his sons wife.
He used to talk it over at home, and
hoped Belle would not marry before you
came home from Europe. She is full as
anxious to know you, and wears your
hair and mine in a locket father gave her
lact vaar Eixa bor lore of love and HOG