The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1872-12-21

lty as she caught her in her arms, and sale
she had more money than they could nse
but shops where clothes could be bought
were many miles away.
81 will try, however, to manufacture q
dress out Of this black silk for you. 1t
will be rather grave for so young Il form
but It's the best can do at present and
when we are in New York there will he no
! farther trouble
! The self imposed task proved very
pleasant recreation for Lady Flora. In
two days time with Cosa's help, the dress
was completed, even to the sewing in of a
neat little frll around the neck. But the
voyage was almost over before Marguerite
needed it. The relaxation from toll, had,
combined with sea-sickness, brought on a
fit of illness SO severe that poor Lady Flora
tremblcd, fearing that this new blossom Of
hope might forever close it's petals. She
attended the child aSsiduously and won her
undying affection ere they had been togeth-
would smooth the coverlet over the little
form i'll the berth and prepare delicate
broths to tempt her little porteges's appe-
tito, Marguerite would ask her if she was
not her own dear mamma come back to her.
She always answered that she was not: but
would take her dear mothers place until
they should find her-and these words al
ways pleased the little girl
~ Loo L.
able to get up. Lady Summerfield care
fully dressed her with Rosa's help, in the
black silk and wrapping a crimson India
shawl that she happened to have with her,
around the little form, they went on deck
g Mamma, oh mamma, is not the water
lovely to-day? So blue and bright, just
like your eyes,
Lady Summerfield smiled at the compl-
ment as did also several others standing
near. The Captain tipped his hat as he
saw them and Lady Summeriield with a
slight nod, summoned him to her side.
g Madam, is there any service that can
render you upon the landing of the boat in
New York 90
"Ihanh you, Captain, but l expect my
brother 10 meet US, and he will escort us
to the hotel''
"Only a few more hours and your life OH
the ocean will be over" said the Captain,
smiling at Marguerite. Come here and
tell me your name, little one.'
" Marguerite, sir," responded the child.
(" Marguerite. Marguerite what - asked
the Captain.
Summertield," blushingly stammered
the little girl, whilst Lady Flora carelessly
tossed to and fro the balls of a little shawl
around her shoulders.
Let me see-yes there is resemblance,
though your eyes are not blue like your
mammals. Don't run away from me. like
little children. But where have you kept
yourself all this time?''
"Oh, sir, have been so sick. Mamma
was afraid to let me leave my state-room
until | was stronger"
Why, did not see you come on board
with your mamma. You must have run on
unnoticed by me-
Marguerite" said Lady Summerfed,
I" think you had better say good evening
to the Captain, for fear the air is too cool
to keep you out longer on deck.
Good evening Captain"
AS Lady Flora returned to her state
room, she thought to herself that the secret
of Margurite's adoption by herself should
not be divulged to any one on the Ameri-
can shore, outside of her own family. Ru-
pert could pay the Captain for the expens,
to make his own surmises.