Smyrna times., 1878-07-24

us in our extremity, or my darlings will 6
soon get their WISH" and then she took i
from her bosom a thin kid case, and open &
ing it, took from it note which read
Ny wife, am sober now, but came near s
killing you in my last drunken spree, and
cannot tell what may do next. l cannot
give up the terrible cup. l cannot pray. [
may be doomed, but you may pray if you
choose-perhaps-G knows. And now
goodbye, go to your fathers he will be to
you what l am not-a protector" "Baby
May was only six months old them" she
mused, "and have prayed all these years
for Donald, dear Donald, dear Donald"
and the tears fell thick and fast.
Down at the warf u vessel had Just drop
ped anchor and furled her damp sails.
The passengers left the deck with quick
tread but with sober faces, for the wildly
plunging waves swelling loudly and darkly
to the spray swept shore, and the chilly,
gusty wind possessed a very depressing in
tiuence. One of the passengers, a man of
about forty, with heavy beard and keen,
gray eyes, grasped his well.~orn satchel,
and started on his way through the wet and |
! cherries streets. He well knew his way, |
| for he ignored all offers Of assistance, turn
ed neither to the right nor the left, but |
straight ahead to the principal street. He
then sackened his pace somewhat, and as
he neared the town hall, he scanned the
numbers closely. No. 1855, 1856, 7S7, 78S
here's the numbers, surely, but I'm not
SO sure of my man." He ran up one flight
of stairs and his eyes met the sign, " Du-
pont & Raymond, Attorneys-atLaw Yes
he is all right so far--he touched the
bell.
"Is Mr. Dupont in % Z" He is; walk in,
please" invited the oficeboy. "Where is
~ abruptly asks our caller. In his
sanctum," answered the boy "what name,
sir?" Tell him an old friend wishes to
speak to him." He'll not come for that
sir there are so many imposters, sir, that
he'll never come without your name, SIR"
ASK him if he likes flberts, boy" "That
'ud be queer question, sir" "Ask him,
queer or not"
Mr.. Dupont" said the boy, entering
the pleasant retreat of the bachelor lawyer,
"a queer man has just come in, and it's
he, sir, not |, that wants to know if your
honor likes filberts." Filberts, filberts,"
mused he, "iilberts," and light broke
over his face, "bring him in and as the
boy rose to do his bidding, he arose, and
quickly following, greeted the new conner
on the threshold. Donald boy, can it
o be?' "Ralph, oh, alph," and the two
q embraced each other with such fervor that
:, they might have been called David and
g Jonathan.
: : The great coat was laid aside, the coffee
: and oysters for two were brought and they
. ate and drank and talked, they gave never
= thought to the little office-boy outside
. who-the lobby door being left wide open
/ heard every word that they spoke. A
:. name arrests his tagging attention; he
;. hears his master say, land have you never
. heard a word from your wife or concerning
i her p and the reply came sadly, Never
q oh, my God, what will all Thy goodness tc
!, me do if | cannot find my poor wife anC
! helpless children p
r. "Cheer up, Donald, we must hunt up al
k the Roscoes in the city, but she still may
d have used her maiden name-strange, bu
a forget it what was it?'
ID Delapiere-her father was French, yo
know. If she has taken that name cal
IS, trace her if she is living, for there are fey
IS. Delapieres in America"
We "Pho! very few; know lots of 'em.
as 1t was the ofice-boy talking in his excite
,r. ment.
so "Davie," called Mr.. Dupont.
ph Well sir" answered Davie, coming I
nd the door.
en- "What are you talking about?"
to " couldn't help hearin' what you saiC
he SIR"
en- "And what did you say-turn about
ars fair play ~
of IL" stammered the ofice-boy, " sal
lis. Delapiere was common enough. l kno
, it five of 'em, sr.''
out "FTve Delapieres," said the visitor, gras
vas ing the boys arm tightly. "Tell me, bo
er. what are their given names, and where a
lid they?"
led "Well, sir, loosen your grip, please
Int. there. Theirs Mrs. Delapiere, she, sh,
for a beautiful woman, but so sadlike al
the poor" "And the others, what of them
she asked the stranger. "Well sir, ther
nv Frank Delapiere, he's the bravest boy
ever knew, sir, but he's starvin'; and ther
,ep. Fred Deapiere, and Harry Dalapiere, a.
the Baby May, who is dyin', least ways tina
rth. what my mother said this mornin
any "Take me to them, quick, boy, and pul
cor of gold is yours" g don't want the 20
t p sir, but they WILL sir, if you've got it, a
said I'll lead you quick if Mr.. Dupont says s.
and eyes, go Davie, lad, and may God bl
t. you, Donald, in your undertaking."
and They wound about great deal,
and Roscoe thought, but soon all the buildil
will were left behind, and they went with qu
ling feet down crooked Dirk's Lane "Hei
II in the place, sir" said Davie, and Mr.. Ros
the held out some shining gold with the
and mark, "Take it child" but the qui
witted child was gone, and Mr.. Ros
FRY; tapped gently the shaky door.
aint 1t was opened little way, and ger
voice, full of tears, asked "what is wante
boys Does Mrs. Delapiere live here?" nqui
'ut the muffied voice. " / am Mrs. Delapie
leart is there any service | can render yo
ould I" Let me in, please, the night is so bitt
tuck 81 cannot, sir" answered she, tryin
she close the door, 4" 1 have neither fire
only food; so please look little farther"
but Mr.. Roscoe pushed open the door, s
'read ped in and barred his head, "Lucia,
'thed moor Lucia" and the strong arms oner
feel "Oh, Donald, darling, have you COM
last?" and the brave heart, which
the borne so much, tainted with Joy.
" Oh, No words can describe the glad re.ui
lay at 1T would be folly to attempt it--so
nd so only say that the bell rung out its tw
ollar; strokes before ethar husband or
her." sought rest for the backward ground
hold to be repassed, Donald telling his wife
leried her prayers had reached him year be
his return, how he had struggled
tn for fought and finally conquered King Ale
then with Gods help, and then had decided
afraid to come back empty-handed; "and,
ling, God has prospered me. /
y; !" enough, honestly earned, to give
,otiful comfort once more"
Four weeks rolled by. In fair subj
o-let cottage, Lucia Roscoe sits in low, 81