The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1879-05-03

weeks, and even Polly Pembroke, the most
trusting Of mortals, began to think that
she had been the victim Of conspiracy,
and that she was destined to bear the
whole responsibility of this little nameless
life.
"Mother," said she, wistfully, II may
keep her, mayn't I-if l give up going to
visit cousin Sue, in Boston, and not ask
father for new cloak this winter? And
we'll take summer boarders next season,
and III raise poultry, aud she sh Il be no
expense to you, mother, indeed r
"Wcll well child" " said Mrs. Pembroke
with moisture in her eyes, have your
own way"
YOU'D deal better send it to one of
the public institutions, said Miss Jones,
severely.
"Our little Rosebud p said Polly, show
cring soft kisses on its velvet cheeks.
"Oh, never, never, Miss Jones T.
"You was big fool to begin with, and
] don't see but what you mean to be a
fool all the way through" said Miss Jones.
She had como to bring Miss Pembroke 5
fall hat homc--a venerable Leghorn, trim
med with drab satin bows-snd when she
was gone, Polly happened to pick up the
New York daily paper which had been
wrapped around it p
Mother cried She springing breath
lessly to her feet, "iust listen to this ad
yertisement T.
"If the young lady who took charge of
an infant in the - depot on the after.
ternoon of Saturday, July 30, 1875, will
send her address to Messrs. Kobel 4 Led
ger, No. - Broadway, she will confer au
inestimablc favor"
Mother said Polly, "what does il
mean p
1T means you, said Mrs. Pembroke
"Shall answer it p said Polly.
"0f caursc, said Mrs. Pembroke.
"But suppose they want to take Rose
bud away from me?' faltered Polly.
"My dear, We must accept our fate rs
Providence metes it out TO US, said the
old lady.
So Polly wrote her little note, and by
the next train the tall gentleman with the
Spanish eyes arrived at Whip-poor,wil
Glen.
ado you think me hcartlcss wrctch?'
said he to Polly, with his voice chokeC
with emotion. but am not. When
went out of the depot that day my foo
slipped in crossing the street, and fel
under horses feet. They carried mt
insensible to the hospital, and | lay there
for weeks in the delirium of brain fever
caused by my injuries The moment
returned to consciousness made every
inqui' but could hear nothing of you.
g gave my address to the stewardess,
ID Polly.
"But the stewardcss had gone away
A strange woman occupied her position
who remembered nothing of the circum,
stances, aud for while | actually bcliey
cd that motherless little treasure was los
forever. How can ever thank you, Mis-
Pembroke, for all you have been to M
little lsaura 2"
So the tiny Rosebud was carried away
but her father brought her back severa
times to see the adopted mother whom sh,
loved so devotedly.
"Polly," said he, one day, "Isaura i
happier with you than anywhere else.
is she ?" said Polly.
For by this time they had become grea
friends, and she had lost all her awe o.
the stately gentleman.
"And it is a singular coincidence" he
added, with smile, that am also"
At this Polly colored radiantly.
What was the end of this Can any
one guess?
Perhaps if I'd taken the baby home
and made fuss over it the rich gentleman
would have married me said Mis-.
Jones, when she was cutting the whit,
silk for the wedding dress. II thought
Polly Pembroke was fool then, but I've
seen cause to change my mind since"