The Lake County star. [volume] (Chase, Mich.) 1873-current, 1877-02-01


nation. "Father left me the old bill on
your place, you know, as part Of my pos
sessions"
In the morning Cousin Jack took Tom
to drive in his new dog-cart. Dolores
was suspicious of this condescension, but
Tom came home buoyant with delight,
and not aware in the least that Erskine
has learned that Margaret kept all her
valuables in a Chinese cabinet in her
chamber. If the old bill could be de.
stroyed the game was in his own hands.
Later in the day, Margaret went to the
Post. Office.
A peddler came to the door, and was
sent away by Aunt Polly. Shrill, childish
screams ensued; Mrs. Garfield rushed to
the window to see the peddler
bearing away little Dolores in
his arms, while Tom shouted Justify for
help. A panther is not more fierce in
the protection ofits young than was the
Spanish mother at that moment. Aunt
Polly was about to follow, when the lit
lte Spitz dog seized her by the gown.
The Spitz trOtted about the place with a
business-like aspect, and was understood
TO know what he was about. When he
seized Aunt Polly's gown, therefore, she
paused, and gazed at him nervously.
"Eh?' What is it, doggie?
For answer, the dog drew her to Mar
garet's door, and she saw man bending
over the open drawers of the Chinese
cabinet. Aunt Polly dashed forward,
grasped the mans coat, closed her eyes,
and screamed vigorously.
Tor aouapto ooEo ha r,r;af Arrnt
Polly"
The old lady opened her eyes and closed
her mouth. The man was Jack Erskine,
somewhat confused in manner.
81 am searching for paper. Don't
set the dogs on me. There, / will &c
away"
"What right have you to search other
peoples premises?" demanded Aunt
Polly.
al wish to make Margaret marry me by
finding an old account. Don't tell of me-
auntie."
"Have you found the paper9"
"On my word, no."
"Very well, go. When you was 9
baby, Jack Erskine, laid you on the
hearth to keep life in ye, and I wish
hadn't. There P'
Dolores, flushed and painting, came uT
the walk, clasping her recovered treas
ure, and the peddler shrank away with
singing blow on his face. to tell hi
patron, Mr.. Erskine, that the none!
scarcely paid for the job.
"She might have killed me-" grum
bled the man.
every we'll, keep quiet, or you may &c
arrested for attempted child stealing.
Margaret walked slowly along tn
lane. A man in advance of her turne'
ut her approach. Margaret's heart CAV
a great bound. No, it was not Jaspe
Garfield.
"Can you tell me where Miss Hop
lives 2"
"l am Miss Hope" she replied, wit
whitening lips. :,
81 am Andrew Garfield, and my wifi
is with you." -,
Thus was Andrew Garfield restored t
his own.
Aunt Polly believed in celebratin
Christmas day. The feast was ready fo
weary Andrew Garfield, radiant Dolore
and the merry children, but Margare
could not endure the sight of their hal
piness Just yet. A stifed cry of mourn
+ ing went up from her heart. Where W;
Jasper? The feast was ready, but sf
could not share it; she even went OF
into the frosty twilight to escape. W.
, it a ghost who advanced and folded h,
| in long embrace? Joy does not kill
t Margaret beheld with mortal eyes III
lover.
! "I have not found him." sighed ia
1 per as she led him in.
}, The two men gazed at each otheri
credulously.
r "You promised to search for me
q said Andrew.
CT have searched over the world"
piled Jasper.
"The Adelaide was lost in typhoo
l. and Danish bark rescued me-" sa
+ Andrew.
,s "I was wrecked in a typhoon, al
II picked up by a native canoe" said Jasp'
n "I was carried to Sierra Leone, al
e nearly died of the fever" said Andre
y "I touched twice at Cape Palmas, al
n concluded you had perished with t
y Adelaide" said Jasper. "Dolores, a
l. you satisfedf'
3 What banquet there ~vas, after al
IS And Margaret amazed the children
e appearing at the table in topaz orr
J; ments.