The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1878-04-01

tfate.
'No he fell over something and struck
his head violently"
Sand is senseless We must take means
to recover him."
So sa9ing, she snatched pitcher of wa
ter from the sideboard, and sprinkled the
face of the boy.
He sighed and opened his eyes.
We have not yet described him and win
do SO now
His hair was of rich dark chestnut, a
fair complexion with red cheeks, and we'll
shaped features.
''What handsome boyi" thought Mrs.
Grey. ''Surely, he cannot be wicked at
heart"
A look of alarm quickly overspread the
boys features as he encountered the gaze
of Mr.. Grey, who still held the pistol in his
hand; but as soon as he caught the gentle
and plying glance of Mrs. Grey, he felt
somewhat reassured.
"You-will-not hats me arrested" he
said, with gesture of entreaty.
'No, my poor boy" said Mrs. Grey.
'At least not at present." said her hus-
band, more cautiously. "You have hurt
yourself by your fall, and will need some
care"
Bob tried to rise, but he was still weak,
and was obliged to desst.
'Do not try to rise," said Mrs. Grey.
Husband, can't you lift him up and lay
him on the lounge? or stay, will get
blanket"
'It will be better for me to carry him
up stairs and lay him on bed"
This was accordingly done.
II did not wish to rob your house" " said
Bob, family.
"say nothing about it now. We must
attend to your hurt"
The wound was washed, and bound up
in such a manner as the judgment of Mrs.
Grey dictated.
The physician, who was summoned the
next morning, reported that few days
rest and quiet would be sufficient to bring
the patient round. He looked little
curious to learn who the patient was, or
what connection he had with Grey
family. But he locked in vain.
'Any relation ?" he asked.
To this Mrs. Grey replied briefly in the
negative, and he rightly judged from her
manner that she did not choose to say any
thing more. -'se~>
A week passed, during which the kindest
care was taken of our youthful burglar.
Several times during this period Bob COM
menced speaking of the night of the rob-
berry, but had been told to defer speaking
until he was better able to do so. At
length his convalescence was SO far ad-
vanced that he was permitted to speak.
II am very much afraid" said he, "that
you think l have been accustomed TOTO
what was detected in the other night"
81 could not believe it, said Mrs Grey,
warmly.
Mr.. Grey said nothing. He had seen
more of the world than his wife, and
though he felt unwilling to believe that
one with such frank, handsome face
could be guilty of duplicity, he had
learned not to trust implicitly to appear
ances.
THANK you," said Bob gratefully, in
reply to Mrs. Grey.
"How, then, were you brought into such
situation?" asked Mr. Grey-"unless by
your own consent"
81 will tell you, sir, conoealing moth
ing"
Perhaps it will be as well to tell Bob's
story in our own words.
Bobs real name was Robert Lee His
father had been mechanic in the receipt
of good income, which enabled him to
keep his son, who was bright boy, at
school. Mr.. Lee, however, lived in the
present, with little thought of the future.
Having always enjoyed good health, he
Judged that he should for many years to
come, and only laughed at his wife when
she suggested that he should either en-
deavor to save something from his income,
or else obtain an insurance ON his life.
"Dont be alarmed, wife," he was &C.
customed to say, IT shall live for thirty
years yet, Don't think you are going to
get rid of me so soon."
Being answered in this way, Mrs. Lee
desisted from her entreaties although she
well knew that she would be left destitute
in case anything should happen to her hus
band.
The contingency which she SO much
feared at length arrived. Mr.. Lee was
stricken down by a fever, which, in az
incredibly short time, snapped the foun
tain of life, and left Mrs. Lee widow and
Robert fatherless.
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