The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1872-03-08

very bitter over the discovery; but
my duty was plain.
"My dear child" said l, humbly,
twill you have the kindness to inform
me what your name isy"
She openedher eyes and then laugh
ed.
"Why," she said, surely you can
not have forgotten me? Little Bess,
you know?"
"Little Bess?p l repeated.
"Bessie Ludlow" she said gravely,
niece"
No." said I, sadly, "not my niece.
l have no niece! There has been some
error. My name is Floyd"
"Then," ssid she, "you aremy uncle,
Mr.. Richard Floyd. saw the name
on the door, and / came in. Now
you remember me, don't your
"Sorry to disappoint you, Miss
Ludlow" said l, caemly, but ] am
not your uncle. You saw the name
of K. Floyd on the door; my name
is Robert"
"rhen," said she, helplcssly, "where
is my uncle!"
felt bound to confess my igno-
rance, whereat she sat looking incred-
ulous. l explained that, strange rs it
might seem, did not know everybody
personally who happened to rejoice i'll
the same surname as myself.
But" / said, chcertully, seeing her
look blank, 1--WE can soon find out.
Here is directory. Now your un-
cle's name is Richard Floyd!"
"Yes."
"His occupation or profession"
"Eh!"
"What does he do for living?'
"Nothing. He's rich, awful rich!''
"Ahl gentleman? Behold! two
Richard Floyds, both gentlemen. Let
us hope they are. Now, get ready
and wen go and find your uncle"
She stood by my side in the street
and looked ten times more bewitch-
ing than ever. We walked along the
streets, aud how male friends stared
and wondered, and envied me.
We found the first Mr.. Floyd just
stepping into his carriage in front OF
his house. He was big. pompous and
vulgar. tapped him on the shoulder
"lour niece, Mr.. Floyd | sid
and commenced to explain, when he
cut me short.
Nothing of the kind; not my niece;
an adventures, no doubt. You're i
swindler, suppose. Drive on"
/ inwardly vowed to assassinate
that man some dark night My com
panion grasped her pongec iiercely.
"Oh, | could beat him" she said
savagely.
/ trembicd at this outburst.
''But, however" she said, laughing
"that's not my uncle. He's a yer,
quiet man. l saw him about clever
years ago. He only came to see me
once, suppose because l am a poor
relation
Here she laughed, as it being apool
relation was something funny-which
isn't.
Then we tried the second Mr. Floyd
he was the uncle. We found hin
| a DDOh Ot SEtiuCus
accosted him. introduced mysel
and his niece. Then l explained ev
erything and turned to go.
He stopped me and inquired if
would do him favor.
answered that | would.
"Then," said he, "take this youn.
lady and put her in the cars. desir,
her to return Immediately to Ceda
Farm"
"Uncle!" said she.
Niece" said he, "do as bid you
1 am your only friend. Don't max
me your enemy by foolishness. Sta,
at Cedar Farm and / am your friend
leave Cedar Farm and you may re
| gret it. Coz
We went.
She sobbed Cooking prcttier tina
erer).
"Ican't 60 back, she replied. "The
don't know / left. I'm afraid to g
back"
Then" said I, "wha: will you do?
Il don't know" said she, defiantl
(prettier still). "ButI 1 won't go back.
! found myself in nice predics
ment- young lady, aged eighteen, o
my hands, bachelor aged thirt.
A sudden thought. / would!
"My DEAR" said |, Il will take car
of you"
"You?" (Astonished and prettier
"Yes, I. Marry me. Instead {
: my niece be my wife, will your"
She could not give an answer imm'
diately. Such important question
required deliberation. She was siler
about two minutes, and then she sai'
II like you"
"Bless you!' said 1.
"And you want some one to tai
! care of your
Il do"
al will marry you, for that roo
isn't half busted"
She was angelic! She was An q
: !, gel! 1 embraced the angel!
"And that little room is such Gu
ming little one!'
Words fail to express how han
some she was. a'
: We are married.
And that's the way it happened.
y A little five-year- was being i