The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1872-02-23

and ease instead Of toll, so filled their
brains with undue excitement that they
had little time for grief.
Ellen bathed her head and face in the
clear, blue, lazy water, and then, bid
ding the Mackinaw farewell, ran to the
resting place of her dead parents, and
throwing herself upon the ground, re-
fused TO be comforted.
'Tps just like the D'Arcys," said the
old gentleman, with a melancholy
smile. ssThere isn't enough of the Dowd
blood in Ellen to color a poppy seed.
Don't see how will endure the other
girls, but this ones all right"
The few garments and important
keep-sakes of the children We're deposit
ed in little trunk, finished with a fawn
skin covering and brass nail heads,
which the D'Arcys had purchased at
the village, and which was snugly
slowed away in the capacious carriage
boot.
Neighbors by the dozen had collected
to see them of. The children were great
favOrites in the community, and theiI
friends had, one and all, committed
deeds of kindness, which they duly ap-
preciated.
GoOd-byes were exchanged, and all
were ready for the journey save Ellen
and the dog, who clung TO the grave Of the
child's mother and refused to leave it.
Grandmother d. D'Arcy begged the grand
father, sisters and friends to let her
manage the case alone. Slowly and
feebly she proceeded to the grave, and,
kneeling down beside the child, clasped
her PROSTATE form in her trembling
arms. For some moments the two
neither spoke nor moved. At length,
slowly arising from her prone position,
the old lady lifted her voice in prayer:
80, thou Father of the fatherless, l
beseech Thee to open the fountains of
loving kindness i'm the heart of this dear
child and incline her affections unto
thy long bereft servant, that the pangs
of rude parting of the days long gone
may be forever healed. AS loved and
cherished this poor child's unfortunate
mother, do promise Thee, Almighty
Father, that l will love and cherish her
Only let her-love me, and l will not ask
for other boon"
Ellen, who had taken no notice of her
grandmother's mute caresses, now arose
from the ground to her knees, and,
clasping her brown, bare arms around
her neck, dropped her face upon her
bosom and sObbed aloud.
"Will you tore me, grandmother,
dear? And will you be as my own mother
now and always"
81 promise before Almighty God and
these silent witnesses that 1 will love
and cherish you as long as you viii let
me. Now, will you go with me?"
'Yes, grandmother, will CO."
Embracing the grass-grown mounds
for the last time the child arose and
meekly accompanied the old lady, fol-
lowed by the dog, who seemed to seek to
hide his own emotions to spare the feel.
ings of the others.
At length the last goodbye was spok.
en-, and the carriage and its occupants
with Bouncer in the front, departed fol
the home of old Ziek Hamilton, wher,
Sarah, poor child, lay suddenly i'll o
nervous prostitution, and where Aun
Betsey Graham and Dr. Goff kept watcl
and ward.
"Yonder they come," said Ziek, gaz
ing at the cloud of dust that arose in th'
highway half mile distant. "And
that old meddlesome cuss dares to med
die in my affairs as he did yesterday
/ rll boot him-that's fiat m
'Please be kind to them, Ziek," salt
feeble voice from the bed. "You know
they're my mothers parents, and i
would have broken her heart to know
that one of her children would mistrea
them"
Ziek laughed, lazy, wicked, bruta
laugh.
"Guess Pll learn 'em some manners
the stuck up nobOdiesr
Sarah burst into tears.
81 say, Ziek Hamilton, if you dare {,
say one unkind word to that dear oil,
couple, rll see that your wife and chill
dren are taken away from you an,
placed under their protection ~ said Dr
2 Goff.
YOU'RE nice man, Doctor GOffl
l0ORdelJm nice man! To talk abou
5 meddling i'm another mans business
; See here" shaking his huge, bony ii.
under the Doctors nose, "Pm head i
1 this establishment, and if you don't liz
I the way manage my family affair
you're not asked to take any stock
r the concern! employed you TO doctC
| that woman and get her on her fe'
; again, and here you turn and dictate
, me about other matters! You'd bett'
] dry upn
Sarah lay nervously clutehing the be
) clothes, occasionally giving vent to
hysteric sob.
"'Pears to me men might know be
e ter than to worry this poor sick child
this way" said Aunt Betsey, indii
0 nantly.
: DIR. Golf arose in a nervous, excite
e manner and began pacing uf and dow
r the puneheon floor. Ziek, with his bel
n back resting against the jamb-stone, h
Il chin dropped upon his breast, and h
hands in the depths of his deerski
trowsers' pockets, gazed at him al