Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1873-01-30

had appointed to meet him for fare
well interview, previously to his going
to settle abroad. The chaise was ov-
erturned as Mr.. Bingly passed by care
lessly and unconsciously and his
friend. too much injured to keep his
appointment, was, after his broken ribs
had been set by the surgeon, carried
on litter on board the ship. and they
never again met. Bingly never for
gave himself for the neglect; and his
fidgety anxiety about all such disasters
was now increased to feverish pitch,
by a sort Of prcsentiment that his eld-
est son Harry, from whom he had part
ed in anger four years before, was
about to return home.
Young Harry Bingly was gay, high
spirited, but facile and the usual as
sociates and temptations of town life,
particularly suspected low attach
ment, so exasperated his father, that
notwithstanding he dearly loved the
boy, who, moreover, was the pet and
the darling Of his mother-in moment
OF excitement he said: Leave nv
house, sir; you are disgrace to my
name and roof; leave me. lest 1 strike
you to my feet.' The naughty boy
flushed, then turned deadly pale, gave
one glance at his father. who already
half repented his rashness, and, with
out word, quilted the house. and. in
spite of every exertion and inquiry,
had never since been heard of.
BY the time Mr.. Bingly reached Ii
onel Street, the crowd had dispersed.
All interest or sympathy in the matter,
whatever it might have been, seemed
to have subsidized. Can YOU tell me-
be inquired of the only loiterer. what
the accident was that happened few
minutes ago"
Avs sure avn idoant knaw,' replied
the man maybe 'twur cab ourturned,
or t omnibus broak dawn. This bee'st
wurst corner i Liverpool for smashing.
L chap as keaps that drug-shop gets
foin livin' out O. dead folks that's
carried in there
Mr.. Bingly looked at the shop. 1t
was past the hour of closing. The
shutters were up, but there was still
glimmer Of gas through the fan-light
over the door. He paused, irresolute
whether TO inquire further, when the
light disappeared. Oh said he. Ico-
onciling the matter to himself, 1T has
been trifing affair, l suppose. I'll
ask Tisick all about it in the morning,
as go to the office : and Mr.. Bingly
turned his steps homeward; but still
strange misgiving, an unaccountably
strong feeling of curiosity, persuaded
him that he would be sorry if he did
not inquire further into the matter;
therefore, though half ashamed Of his
own weakness, he once more retraced
his steps, and, going up to the private
door, rang the bell. rs Mr. Tisick at
home"
Yes, sir but he's engaged just now.
Perhaps you could wait a little. Will
you step into the parlorT
oh, it's Of no consequence said
Mr.. Bingly. 4 merely called to in
quire who was hurt by tine accident
that happened in the street q short
time ago.
we don't know who he is, sir, for l
believe the poor young gentleman has
been insensible ever SINCE
And how did the accident happenT
asked Mr.. Bingly. interested by the
words young gentleman.
The horses of the hackney-coach
took fright, sir. The driver was OF
the box at the moment and the young
gentleman was getting out Of the win
dow in front, evidently TO recover the
reins. Everybody in the street shout
ed to him: sit still, sit still for your
life" but he did it cleverly, and kept
fast hold, for he seemed to be sailor,
when an omnibus turning the corner
sharply, ran against the coach, upset
it. and l think the young man is al
most killed
"A sailor, you say ?-and Mr.. Bing-
ly's thoughts instantly reverted to his
son, who, he felt certain, had gone to
sea. How old would you suppose the
young nan to be!'
Not twenty. should think, SIR
And fair or dark complexionedT he
asked with intense anxiety.
Fair, ] should say, sir. He has
bright brown hair, and - Dear me
beg your pardon, SIR said the girl
staring in wonder at Mr.. Bingly, but
the young gentleman is the very pic
ture of your
sMerciful Heaven! should it be Har.
ry ? exclaimed Mr.. Bingly. Il mus,
see the young man instantly! Where
is Mr.. Tisick!'
The girl became quite alarmed a,
Mr.. Bingly's excited state, and request.
ing him to step into the psrlor, prom
ised to acquaint her master with his
wishes. Mr.. Bingly now felt con-
vinced it must be Harry. What was
it that urged him into pursuing the in
; quiry so far. but that undefinabIe feel
ing, that something beyond all human