The evening Argus. [volume] (Rock Island, Ill.) 1861-1871, 1871-05-06

looking young fellow ss one would wish TO
see. On the whole, did not wonder that
MISS Lucy Evens took fancy to him-a
sister, sir, OF one OF the young fellows at our
place, and girl who looked like queen,
and Was as good As she was handsome.
l used 10 meet them walking on the bat
terry, where lovers used to walk in those days.
He was 80 fond and proud of her, aud she
had such a tender way of looking at him,
that they made my old heart young again,
"a I often told Mrs HUMPHREYS, to whom
always coniide everything. And how he
4 reverenced her, why, a ribbon, or faded
flower, that she had worn, was cherished oy
him ss a miser cherishes his gold
AT last be told me, in confdence,-for
her name was sacred aud not to be spoken
before every one-that they were TO De
married
and when | looked back, sir, said he,
"aud remember The miserable years of my
! wre,ched childhood, aad think how friend
Iess ana forlorn | was, and how there was
nothing before me but prison or gallows,
and think that now have Everything to
make mans life blessed-the power TO win
q respectable livelihood by reputable labor,
the respect of honest men and love of such a
CURL as Lucy-l can never bs too grateful to
the kind friend who saved me from q life
dare not contemplate. God bless Mr.. Grin
by !" said he, lifting his hat reverently as he
might in church, and there was a prayer in
his dark eyes ss he looked upward.
Those were the last words | ever heard
him speak, except "Good night" All, dea
me, it should have been good bye. Tel
minutes after went one way and he til,
, other. | took my way home, aud be, as i
seemed afterwards, walked Just two blocks
and then came back here At IL O'CLOCK
that night awoke Mrs. Humphries.
any dear - said FL must have had the
nightmare or something"
, Goodness, +" said she. 81 seems so, Your
hands ere like ice. Whist gave il TO you
love d? The lobster. III be bound"
"Psrhaps," said /. IL admit ate a hearty
sumner. And nothing else could make ma
fame, Young Wade OF my bedside, white cd
ghost, with both hands on my breast"
SAh, bat the nightmare is always black
not white, said my wife. Aud then sh,
went to little cupboard aud brought me
glass of wine. After thkt went 20 sleel
again.
l did not rise early, and was quite behind
4 my usual time. But when resehed on
place found it in great CON motion. Clerk
T running hither and thither, the heads of tn
frm standing about in the most unbusines
like manner, aud three constables on th'
premises.
"WhAs is the matter, SIR" said, sd
dressing Mr.. Grinby.
: Matter enough, said he. We've bee
+. cry heavily robbed"
, III fancied that couldn't happen here, sal
/ /. 81 really believed it-wonld be imPoss
BILE for burglars 10 break into Morris, Grin
/ by 4 Sons, sir"
r "Ah," said he, "they did not break il
The door has been quietly opened from th
1 inside
"And behave" began Mr.. Morris
SIR" cried young MIR. Grinby, ont {
breath. IL beg rs a gentleman, as q ma
g" of principle, you will not give uttersnce t
your uufounded suspicious totally unfoun'
e ed and unworthy of you"
d "Prove them 80, sir" said Morris, COOL
d 'sud III apologize"
e | looked an inquiry.
III To be Continued