The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-04-30
A SINGULAR FRAUD.

IL story begins was seventeen, and was
budding into lovely womanhood. Ever
since she could remember she had lived
at Green Point, in sight of New York
aud although she had often entreated
her fathers permission, he had always
refused his consent for her to visit that
city, This refusal only made her desire
the stronger, and so one fine June day,
meeting young friend who was on her
way there, she accepted the Invitation to
accompany her.
A short, pleasant sail brought them to
the New York shore, and they soon were
in such rushing crowd, as can only be
found at New York ferry.
Lillian was soon separated by the pres
sure from her companion and drifted
helplessly along with the multitude un-
I'll reaching Broadway, when the con-
tinuous roar Of the omnibuses and the
fast hurrying crowd, made her pause
amazed and bewildered. She could see
nothing of her friend, and shrinking
behind an apple stand, she tried to col
lect her thoughts and remember her way
hack to the ferry. The apple vender-a
yale, pleasant faced woman with the ap-
pearance of having seen better days, OBJ
served the beautiful but perpleXed face
of the young girl with evident curiosity
while her features seemed to work as
though Lilian's appearance had aroused
some painful thoughts.
At last she asked: "haye you lost
yourself?' while her voice though pleas
ant had slight accent, which betrayed
Irish descent.
Yes, please answered Lillian, ire
sistibly drawn towards the kind, moth
erly voice and the sad, pale face"
''Where do you liveY" asked the wo-
man, with heightened interest.
cover at Green Point" answered Lii
ian. "Though / have lived there all my
life, strange to say have never visited
New York before to-day. / came over
with companion; we got separated in
the crowd; and really do not know
which way to turn to reach the ferry
again"
80, you are not far out of the way"
cried the woman, pleasantly. " Walk
straight down this street, and it will
bring you to the ferry"
"How singular" said the woman, alb
sently.
g What is SO singular ?" asked Lillian,
in surprise.
C Your face,'' answered the woman,
gazing at her with long, yearning
look.
" In what way ?" asked Lillian, curl
ously.
The resemblance-so like something
/ have seen, can scarcely say where. 1t
is one of the faint memories of my early
life, when times were different. All yes
my little one, my Lily, as we used to
call HEREWITH her blue eyes, and golden
hair"
LILLY !" exclaimed her hearer; "why
that is my name. Did you have little
girl called Lillian Y''
ANO3hOO AAlAAoil w hN'NA SesiA-
ed her anything else"
g Did she die ?" asked Lillian, quietly.
"We never knew what became of
her." answered the woman, mournfully;
that was the worst of it. She wander
ed out in the street one day when she
was three years old, and we never saw
her again. We lived near the water
then, and we think she must have got
down on the pier, fell overheard, and
was swept away by the tide. Poor John!
it was a sad blow to him-he took to
drink, and went from bad to worse till
he got badly hurt unloading vessel ,one
day. He was taken to the hospital, and
died there. You see what I've come to
in order to get u living. Somehow /
often think it would have been different
if our Lily had lived"
g You think she is dead, then 2" said
Lillian.
80, yes; or we should have heard
something of her before now. Had she
lived and grown up she would have been
the very image Of you, only she would
have been palmer dressed, and without
the genteel air that you have. All she
would have been beauty-just like
you'll"
Lillian blushed at the woman's home
ly compliment; she knew it was homes
and outspoken, and such words are no
unpleasant to hear.
g Tell me your name" continued tn,