The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1878-05-08
a lawyers story.

/ a lawyers StOFy,
a clientof thelawfrn with which
/ ! was conneetodsip lincoln, Neb,
| hdd'died leaving. q very large proper
4 Wy, worth nearly half u million dql
lars, to be held in trust until tht
heirs could ,be;discovered.
Twas anxious to find the heirs,not
ionfy for .pccuniary motives, but be
scatise ! was made deeply interested
in them by tie recital of story
rhich the client, Marvin Grey, haC
told me On sthedw Of his death. Hi
breath was almost spent when stoo(
EbyAis bedside listened attentive
lily to catch the low sound Of his voice
!,as he whispered the sad tale Of an
erriag son he had driven from hi,
4bome in England. He had sent hin
from his homeone darknight, SEelvt
years before, because ofhSs drunken
I habits, and he had never seen hin
since. He ehad dneyer heard fromhim
lbut once in all these long years; ther
/ no was an officer aboard ship ply
ling between Liverpool and New York
Though he had search the world over
lhe could get no trace ofhis son, and
finally, worn out by incessant grief
and travelling, he laid down to die in
The far West among strangers, with
out having accomplished the great
desire Of his aching heart.
As the death dew was gathering
on his brow, he finished the story,
and, with an indesoribablo look OF
agony, asked me to swear totake up
the work where he had left it, and
devote my life, if need be, totho find,
ing Of his son if living. l should re-
ceivo twenty thousand dollars when
he was found. Young and romantic,
my sympathies were fully aroused;
SO with my hands claspcd in the dy-
ing mans grasp, promised never to
give M the search until the lost one
was found.
Mr.. Grey had made such disposi-
sicn his property that l could draw
/ ElhsstyaYeIiAg expenses; sol commen,
s6d the important task the day after
his untimely death.
{teok che cars in Lincoln, and was
7osnsip, Crete, q small station in Cen
aal ehyassa Hero ! changed 70
tlle STAGE coach hoppa ior erls
tsIp norlh-
AS we worc a. lseiin along u. a fats
Of speed for which Western stage
coaches are renowned. | tried to
shape some definite course to pursue,
and had almost decided to retrace my
Journey to Lincoln and start for the
Eastern States, when my thoughts
were diverted from the subjoctby the
sudden upsetting of the numbering
vehicle. We had been threading our
way around the edge of a gulch, when
thcshying Ct the horses sent the coach
and contents into a heap at the bot
tom. ! was conscious of falling, and
then all was blank.
When | recovered my conscious
ness was in pleasant though plain
ly furnished room, through the door
of which 1 could see a pale-lacod wo-
man sewing near the table. At the
same time she was sweetly humming
Il baby song and rocking an old
fashion cradle with her foot. 1t was
an interesting picture, and made me
think Of my own childhood, with
mother singing baby Nell to sleep
| tried to think how | came to be
there, and wondered if had died and
was in heaven.
AS my thoughts turned to myself
tried to rise, when an acute pain
in my side made eme cry ont in agony,
Then the sweet face Of the woman
was over my pillow, and tender eyes
looked pityingly into mine as she
asked me if l felt much pain. Her
voice so low and sweet made me for.
get my suffering and l asked where
was, and how | came there.
"Don't you remember your falling
into the gulch with the stage, yester'
day evening" she asked,
"Oh, now ] remember l was going
to Hobler's rancho, when we were all
tipped into that gulch and killed.
"No, not killed." she said smiling
at my serious tone$ but badly bruis'