The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-06-27

into Clumber row, but what number nc
one could remember.
At Clumber row, whittier the captain
drove in cab, awoman owned to having
had her for . ledger.
-ssShe had. child staying with her
too" she said. Little Ned she called
him; but to tell the truth, she drank sc
that turned her out. l couldn't cbide
such doings. She went to Fossil Lane
No. g."
To Fossil Lane the captain went. II
was filthy place, and there was drunk
en- woman at No. 9 who was not Ann
Golden, and who threw q piece of wood
at him for asking for that lady. And
now every clue was lost, and the captain
nearly beside himself with anxiety, ap-
piled to the authorities for help; and at
ter many days of great unhappiness he
heard of Ann Golden who lived in quar-
ter of London so low and dangerous that
all decent people stunned it."
''No WONDER" the captain thought, Iii
she lived there, that she should have had
his remittances sent to the post-office, and
lett him to believe that his child was still
in the decent home to which she had at
first taken him."
Almost i'll with excitement, the poor
captain drove, with Joliceman as pro-
tector, into the maze of hideous lanes
and courts that led to Ann Golden
dwelling, and, following his conductor.
dropped into filthy cellar, where, amid
the horrible leakage Of drain pipes and
almost in utter darkness, sat an old WON
an with bottle beside her. who started
up when the captain and his guard enter
ed, and cried: "What now? What's the
police here tor? Is the boywanted
again?"
And, altered as she was with years and
drink, the captain knew his wife'ssold
nurse. Ann Golden. He gave a CRY of
rage, and darted toward her.
MY boy?" he cried.
And she screamed, "It's the captain ~
ais my boy living?' he asked.
Eyes," said the woman. shaking all
over; Ahe's alive and we'll"
"How dare you keep him here?" cried
the captain.
"How can help being poor?" whined
the woman. II couldn't give up the bit
you pay for him. I'm very old; I'm very
i'll. Don't be hard on me-
"Good heavens" cried the captain.
Z" MY Ellen's baby in place like this y
He dropped his head on his hands
then he lifted it and clasped them.
"In have him away from here now!''
he gasped. It's over, and he's young
and will forget it. Where is heg Have
you lied? Is he dead?''
No, no." said the old woman Hell
be here soon. I hear him now That's
him. He'll be here in minute. Don't
kill poor body, captain don't"
81 could do it," cried the captain.
Listen! There is some one coming.
My child! Ny child''
The door open sof.y, head peeped in
low down, then drew back.
"come in" piped the old woman
" The perlice arn't arter you--leastways
for no harm. Captain that's him---your
boy Ned"
And as the captain stood with out
stretched arms there crept in at the door
dirty creature who bad picked his pocket
whom he had fed for the sake of his
beautiful dream child-the wretched waif
forgotten utterly in the last few days of
anxiety.
"That's him." croaked the old crone
again, "That's your boy-that's Ned"
The captain gave cry; he sank down
On an old box close at hand, and hid his
face and wept. The sobs shook him ter
ribly; they almost shook the crazy build
ing. They frightened the old woman
and set the policeman to rubbing his eyes
with his cuffs. The boy stood and stared
tor a moment. and then vanished.
And what was the wretched father
thinking! So many thoughts that there
are no words for them; but first of all
this horrible one-that vile little object,
that wretched child OF the streets. was
the darling for whom he had searched so
long.
"Better had n.ver found him." moan
eel the captain, .or found HIM dead.''
And just then little hand crept over
his knee. The thrill of hair was against
his hand. and piping voice said meekly
please, I'm clean now. I've washed my
SELF
The captains swollen eyes Enclosed.
They turned upon the child,
some queer knowledge of his fathers
feelings had crept into his mind. and he
had tried to clean his face. A round
white spot appeared amidst the CRIME.
and out of it shown two beautiful blue
eyes that locked wis.fully up into the
captains.
All of sudden. food of such pitifui
tenderness as he had never felt before
swept over Captain Penryn's heart. All
the grief and shame and wounded pr d
left it, to come back no more.
'Ellen's eyes, ne sobbed: - Ellen's
boy" and took his son to his heart
"For his sake, he said. softly, as though
he stood by the grave of the beautiful
child he had Just buried-''for his sake
and Ellens,-
And then be led the child away with
him
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