Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1872-04-04

am? Yer mother does. Wy now come .
can't YEP His fond and confident look
changed to almost of agony as the girl
ran from him with wondering look,
and took refuge beside Marvin.
Look here, Mister said the Irishman,
Il don't know you, but you must be a
fool. What are We a skeerin' of this one
Tor! Now stop yer toolin' and cat yer
breakfast II We wants TO, and if not, be
done wild YER nonsense in me house.
she's my own little one thundered
the other I'm her father, Go call her
mother to tell yc and mind yer Jaw or
I'll Then the woman, with red eyes,
and face in which strange contest was
visible, again entered the room.
No, Senor,' said she. Il not know
you-go.' And she shrank into corner.
and covered her face and rocked to and
iro
The Irisbman seemed re-assured. His
Is laundering race in such things, and
he failed TO perceive the situation, which
was perfectly apparent to the three tray
cllers. Therefore he advanced upon his
antagonist. Who are you? he said.
The man YOU claim to be is dead long
ago. lie was dead when this CARL was
born. You can't play no sich stuff az
that. Talnt none of thi, one veil git
now. She wont look at YOU. Chuck
who Is this feller anyhow
The spoiled beauty looked disdai nful
ly toward the efrontiersman, ontemplat-
Ell him for moment, aud broke into a
careless laugh.
The victim Of all this sunk into a seat
Ike one stricken. The actions of step
father and child were natural, and tie
instructive recognition of relationships
IS but fable. The actions of the moth
or were, perhaps. equally so. She had
said, so long-so long, and what She
meant by It was true. The only tongue
III all the world which could have con-
hrmcd his right 70 happiness which
seemed infinitely better than Heaven
was silent. The broken-hcartcd man,
denied by his wife, dcridcd by his child,
ot whose possible existence he had
vaguely dreamed for 50 many years
and in~ultcl and deficd by the husband,
crcpt away and hid him self in the coach.
aud was there when it drove out ofthe
yari on il, onward journey.
The rcmaining fifty miles were trav-
eiled IN the glow and chceriulncs. Of
day, but the party was now d quiet ana
constrained one. The physician and the
trader converscd apart, i'll in, tinctivc
Difference to the mood of their compan-
lon, who sat in his old seat, pale, hag-
gard, and seemingly crushed by that
century Of suffering which to some in
this life j. concentrated into single
hour Years seemed added 20 hi, age.
lie had eaten nothing IL was pitiablc
to see the lines of suffering gather be-
meath the rc-o!utc ewes. and the strong
bony hand trcmbIc a. il lay upon his
knee.
The conversation between the two
gentlemen grew more earnest, and CON
iidcntinl. and finally, a. by agreement.
III" ply sician lett his seat. and placed
himself beside the irontiersman. The
touch OF the Kind mans hand-the hand
oi physician with u heart, was almost
a cArr>-, A. he said, Now INV friend.
W igslns and | have been talking about
ht-,-ah, tAi, trouble of yours. Ifvou
need any help Of any kind, we want to
know Il. We also want to saw we are
sorry tor anything we -aid last night.
which was-aa, no agreeable YOU know
am stationed Al ~elien Wen be
ther" this evening YOU know, aud
thihk, perhaps. .-ah, that YOU had better
stay awhile with me-
When n last the post was reached
Il seemed with difficulty that the stranger
walked to the doctors quarters. As the
DAYS passed on, he failed to appear. The
colossal strength became childish weak
ness. Every sign Of age hal smitten
him. But the pillow Oh which the gray
head lay was softer than any he had ever
felt before. The great beard which
streamed over the coverlet, and grew
winter every day, seemed a fit setting
for the strong features, changing hourly
now into more perfect peace.
The words and the scene which had
wrecked the la hope oi this mans life
had made no change in the routine at
Marvin, ranch. The woman kept her
secret. The lrl>hnan never compre-
hcudcd the situation. And the careless
girl only remembered "a an incident the
Oh mans admiration. In a few weeks.
the broken man who lav diving titv
miles away seemed forgotten.
would that that mother ant daughter
could have been near, that autumn at
teruoon, when the big cmaciated hand
was held by the last friend he ever had
Ind. and could have heard. when he
said: Goodbye, I'm glad to 90.
couldn't help il. never had no luck
IT, all light now
And Tor the last timc-loneier now
than before. but with no fear. nor dan
ger nor thirst-thc frontiersman started
upon forndda del muert0-h hansas .Nug-
o-Ute for Ntrch.