The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1878-08-27

"'HCI ~ bDtIJBT ana Gale 10
theln can never know the anguish of
mothers heart. who must feel ALWAYS thu
the d4mpieI feet she has kissed so ofte,
are forced to follow on some wild India,
trali, while the loving baby hearts mus
gre'e ior father and mother, and suffe
every cruelty the savage mind may i'm
pose.
In the spring we sold our farm md wen
70 the Tar West. chance directing our loca
ton. Meeting an old friend we followed
MS directions, and were satisfied with ON,
purchase. The crops ~prospered, but ri
nrst 1t seemed impossible to stay even here
Inc years passed slowly on, and we grew
more reconciled. We had planted the
usnai square of poplars and cottonwood.
around our yard and garden, had made mr.
addition to the house-it was the l;ttIe
house where this one now stands-while
TWO little boys played about the house and
brought handfuls of wild flowers and roses
from the fields.
len years had passed away, lust ten,
years from that hot July evening, when j
called In the little ones and told them tbe
story OF the lost sister and brother.
There's a gypsy fortune teller at Cen.
train, mamma said Harry, who was nine
years old, why don't you ask her what
became of themP'
Why, my son, it would be wrong !
FASTENED to reply never seek informa.
uon from such a wicked source but in
spite OF my strong Puritan principles, the
thought came back again and AGAIN I
could not sleep for a long time. for princi.
pie and inclination were at war.
AT last 1 fell into a troubled sleep and
dreamed l saw n tall slender girl with brown
skin, but long golden curls, and Harry's
voice again saying Ask the Gypsy Queen
II invoke with O start, but again I SILENT
and dreamed she came again. when I arose
and walked the room. Was it nv thinkin
OF her, or could there be a meaning to nv
dream At last / put it aside. How fool.
ish to believe in dreams. Perhaps I was
not very well, SO laid down again. II
was almost dawn, when suddenly / thought
Cioud-top stood beside me, and said, Go
to the Gypsy
been that l really thought the Indian stood
by the bedside in all his hideous array of
paint and feathers.
arose and tired to go about my accus-
TONED tasks, but the dreams haunted me.
At my husband spoke of nv
paleness, and asked, Did you have bad
dreamsg'
"'I dreamed Of Cloud-top,' said I, and
then 1 told him of my dreams.
1--WE looked each other in the face a mo-
ment, when he said, We will co.
l almost feel it to be wicked said L.
1t was SO hard, you see, for me to forget
my training. 1 suppose / should have
done just as the Jews did had 1 been there,
I should have denied the Christ, SO set was
1 against anything but old beliefs.
1--WE left the little boys over where Mr..
Gates lives now, the %neighbors promising
to keep them safe from harm until our re-
turn We found the gypsies' camp very
still, md they looked as though they had
been there n week. longer than such bands
usually stop in one place.
There was no preparation for a move,
and by n by we learned hat the Queen
was sick, and they feared dying. 1 asked
to see her.
N | no I" said they.
Il plead perhaps l could cure her. but
still they said mol
"At last 1 said, tell her the woman who
had two children stolen by Cloud-top has
come to see her, and will make her rich If
she can help me-
81 fairly forced them in with the mes
sage, and presently an old bag came out
and led me in.
"a woman not more than forty years of
age lay propped up, breathing heavily, ap-
t@ 49, - otaBoAr " "a L CAlC utI
she opened her eyes.
81 knew you would come in time,' she
said sent him last night; I made him
co.
"She closed her eyes, and I thought that
life had gone.
"Oh, the tremor of that moment, SO near
the solution Of the awful mystery, perhaps
so near the knowledge of my children's
whereabouts, and yet perhaps too late, but
the woman gave a portion of some liquid,
and she again opened her eyes.
81 sent Cloud-top after you,' she re-
sumed. You are Emeline May Gardner,
and you married Benjamin Hayden, in
Vermont p
know you, she said, : and / have a
message for you
THE GYPsEY's STORY.
" Year ago I worked for an old lady in
Hertfordshire, England, who was the last
of her race, and q grand old race it had
been. l had come of Spanish parents. and
was early turned adrift upon the world. ]
had for my good looks fallen n prey to Q
young English noble, Lord Elewin. 1 was
deserted, and ut last came and begged al
his gate for a morsel to keep me from star.
walton, but he kicked me from his door
In fury I ~strangled his child, his and mine,
before his eyes and threw it Mt his feet.
Then l fled, for l knew he would lave the
authorities after me. At last 1 fell sick,
and was taken to a hospital, where 1 pro.
cured pen and ink, and wrote false recon-
mendations, procuring the situation with
this old lady, Miss Cumberland. / stayed
with her ten years, and little by little /
found out all her business affairs, how she
had willed the great bulk of her wealth TO
the children of her two dearest friends;
n was Emeline Gardner, the other Lord
Elewin. Oh, how my heart bounded. 1
turned away my face to hide the crimson
tide of anger that arose, and from That
time 1 set myself to destroy one of the
wills. At last, after all manner Of machi-
nations l induced her to make a new will,
bequeathing it oil to Miss Gardner, except
what was given to the servants. l had
hardly accomplished this when the old lady
died. Then came q temptation. I knew
where the will was kept, why might not ]
personate the heir, and instead of being an
outcast make myself a lady. I concealed
the will, and left the place in the servants
charge, telling them l had had my ~instruc.
ions to find the heir. 1 sailed to America.
I traced you, and drove to your place. Be
fore stopping, l noticed your children at
play, and in a moment my decision was
made. Why should one nave home, and
love, and children, aye, even wealth, and |
have nothing. L drove away determined
to lny my plot. As fate decreed, l met pm
| old Indian, who called himself Cloud-top.
I gave him money and promises of whisky
in abundance, when he entered eagerly in
to my plans He knew the country all
about, and promised to meet me OF the
other side of the mountain, in one week,
naming the place. / made my arrange.
ments quietly, and inquiring my way along