Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1875-01-09
TIE BAABER FORTUNE.
NED TEfR.S STORY.


checks. and haNeu hair arranged in stiT
cuTiS about her fOrchCa'l. hut to-day the de
1lssnd 81 "a small boy i'm Sirill tones. fora bot
lie OF Eambcr'> Drops failed To produce the
delight usually manifested by her under
such circumstances. BambeF'S Drops was
The remedy Of her late husband for all the
Ills he>h i heir TO. and MIR. Bambar believed
an II firmly with the aTdOr of >anguine ma
ture and loving heart. The late DT. Bam-
Der star had set IN sadness and gloom be-
bore an un>y HpgthiXiug world had consented
30 take his pJE9cea by the tea-SpOOnful A.
Bar aS the Will of one fragile and very deter
nllntd woman could make the world Te>cind
IT. objections. Mrs BambeF had prepared heT-
sell for The battle. When the small boz
had taken himself of with his purchase. She
teamed her elbow ON the counter and sighed
deeply.
To think Of the PIatts coming To this, II
Arclitald was alive. instead of only his wife
Tie Knew deal about law. IeOr dear, and
needed To. what with imIta org and spurious
aft!tlt> 10 lnJure The trade. | would sell out
and give them every penny. If ! could find
purchaser, and ~ wasn't all 20 sudden. Archi-
haid was grateful 10 his dying breath. and
D nm not likely To forget that we owe every
thlng To DIR. Platt. Dear. dcdTi Five thou
Sstild dollars, or a fOTeClOSCt mortgage. 1 tell
YOU u pure spite in that Hiram briggs; he
rich man.
Mrs.. Bamber's gaze strayed anxiously
about the place. a. il searching for a way ont
OF her difficulties. Did the clew actually lie
IN her grasp without her being aware of it2
Inc slop was very tiny, bat eNqUiSitel neat,
anu tlit variety OF articles Tor sale. which
made III almost = museum. was arranged with
- certain artistic perception of harmonious
coiOrlng. The late Dr. BImber had been a
chemist. anu one side Of the place was still
devoted 10 those medicines which a woman
may dispense without being "a licensed apOth-
ecary; bat the rest OF his stock hal been re
moved across the way TO the new drug store.
Nhich was a grief % Mrs. B1mbar'S soul. and
replaced on her shelves with few books
stationery. and gay wCrSteIS
" Why should not be the apothocary after
10 lar Lar "a
energetic 1Ot of the head. Don't know a.
much as PcytOn"''
PeytOn was tive rival over the way DR.
rat "a rosy gOOt-naturei gentleman. hal
H'tle some soothing response. calculated TO
mOlllfy feminine vanity. and suggested the
sltIohtry department a. fresh field OF use
Mrs. Bamber'S ewes reSteI on the volumes
opposite, a package Of valentines in which
, ,ne Town lnGHlged al the proper season. y
Jlilll'IlE Jtck dangling hei plaSSl y from 4 nail
Never by any chance did her gaze wander
20 the shop window She went over To the
other side and opened a showcase. which
contained iat piucU>hiOnS AMI impossible
pew lFTs- articles made by old ladies of the
teGnced gentiewOnan type, and presented
j believe thar would sell NV own soul 10
RAISE the money and help them out of
trouble, said Mrs. Bamber. Vehemently: and
then she took Up a pincuShiOn as if in homes
81 hiiglt turn 70 gold in her hand. =. Pooh
good are they
Aii sttt lstFilill DcclplHJ a place IN the cen
Yer 81 me >iUp n crystal house where silky
horeS o. Ss';t-wea1 grew about mimic grOt-
fOc>- ard r>h OF metallic hucS fa>naI
i ,hr9ash the waters. A guilty pang smote
the little woman at the sight OF IL. In all
these years az hard work and lonely widow
noOd the aquarium was the OnIv CXtTay:t-
s"hCg She had allowed herself. and often
Nruld ne spend her time % rest gazing into
Inc miniature water world. Il shs could
family
white oI.ar, ram. s.,,r,- ,t.--,-,l. .,,
window from The snOW-cOverc1 street. win
ter seemed to mUffic the town OF ScO1apOrt
IN mantle OF silence setting each house
noid IN q separate atmosphere % invidua.ity.
L T. on The NH. where genteel StoueDoFt dwell
IN large Oid-faShiOne1 mansions. tn music
OF slelgh-bellS and merry voices were 70 b.
heard. bur down here on the main street the
q cTnOOn fell iT-guiet coli. deserted bV fraf-
as soon as the sun quiJteI the narrow
IhOTOUghfare.
Miss SiDlmiuS, the milliuer. peered from
her window, and Mr.. PeytOn. thedruggi>f o.
IOSite. polished his door paucS InrchauicaIfv
wlth q olt Of chamois leather The harDOr,
now dark and wind frettevi. Iap>p1l tID 10 Mr.
Bslmber'S very bacS-dODr. Pirates might
nave landed and carried heT oil at midnight.
d. h'y hal been disposed. although Mrs.
Ban p, was not d3Unted by fear OF such vIO-
Tent abduction. In the old DAYS piraficJI
crews IN Takish craft from tire Spanish Main
h;ld not been unknown in the waters OF this
very harbOr. and StOu"pOrt hal been more
intimately associated with the slave ira le
IMAM was good for il reDufatiDn al n fIrfrtr.
SaIe, Like 20 many towns Ou the coast of
New England, prosperity had ebbed awav
the bud OF prOmSe been bligntr,i by some
mysterious iCctuafiOn OF commerce. There
were those who detected u righteous Nemesis
IN tfe decay OF StunepOrt. and here il was
left 20 cTUmDie away i'm the sunshine "A mos
grown memory of The past. The shDp b.II
rang suddenly. ANA girl entered.
'-On, Mrs. Bamber,- she cri.ti. AMI fbY-,,--
ing ncr arms impulSively about the liftle
woman. burst INTO tears
The girl was taller amt larger thaa her com
Al H-aH .Nru fE.F
Has anything more happaneI2-' manfred
MIR. Gambler, alarmed. Now don't give
way. my dear
Il can't help II. - SObbeI the gi,I. excifa.tI.
"hr- briggs has been 10 $50 me again II.
came 70 the schOOi-rOOm. with all the Chr
dren staring, and toid me that he would not
foreclO>e on the Piatt property III / woI1IJ
gaiu.7 '''
You never Promised" began Mr. Bam-
The girl drew herself up.
Il sand no.
Charlotte Eaton was very attractive. Ger
family even IN her anger. with flushed checks
and fearful eyes. y little scarlet hood COW
sred her golden hair, and gave her something
oi childish beauty A. This moment there
was a sur IN the deserted street; people APP
psdred Ike magic. A sleigh. curved like a
sneli; and lined with robes OF fieecy white
iar' drawn by spirited black horses in flash
ing harness. and driven by a solemn negro
eosschman in livery. slowly passed The so
oceupnt was small man wrapped i'm sable
me cOmmOtiOn his SplendOr excited with H.
repressible exultatiOn. This man was HIRAM
briggs, and to show himself oStentatiOuSlv
10 his world Of StOnepOrt was a plea sure
Ehlch had not yet pulled on the ri.,l man
his mother learned her trade wie! did"
said Miss StmmiuS, the millincr Il ar,
lure nobody thought her son would come 10
owning every thing
Inc elder briggs had, indeed. WORKED i'm
secret many years. directing little fiitS oT
wealth CLEANED from any humble SOURCE tn
his own dingy warehouse. Misery ans re-
tieent IN the extreme, StOnepOrt had moi Iii
vincd bis riches until the son. now forfy-s1-..
years old suddenly emerged from fht. bond
age I'm which he had been held by hiS sterJ
parent while living 20 assume the role OF mil
honaire- Hence the astoniShIneut OF the
town: hence HirTtm'S love Of display.
In Mrs. Elmber'S shop the two women grew
rigid as the s!elghS passed. the widow with
Indignation. alsd the young SrhOol-mistrPss
with a curious SdniXtuTe OF envy and r.r,t1I-
sion Had She not been uFged. nay alulosr
thTt atened Ia al that she head dearsSt-hsr
piighted trOth with Charley Piatt-te share
fhe sleigh with its neecy robes? Might she
not save the t'lSJt homestead, indeed. by nav
ing thi> very price Of marry ing Hiram
BrisS? Mrs B:nlbcr TOOK her hands
charlotte, lei rs 80 20 this man, and beg