The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1879-09-10

great as our anger. OF course 1t changed our
manner toward each other and also towards
her. Your father would never soc her again
do vent away for some years and when he
returned with his wife she had gone. never
spoke to her again, although I remained ID
the same house and it was relief to me
when she married aud went away. Your
mother was very sweet and beautiful and !
think your father loved her but she was not
the one who had male Che sunlight Of his
boyhood. The sunshine had gone from his
face. Though while your mother lived,
think she never felt tho want Of Kindness from
him, but after she died he used to walk the
long veranda facing the sea, and sing, g Land
o. the Iea,' o particular favorite Of Elite 40
Who did she marry %
Philip Wentworth, the captain of small
schooner running between New York aud Sa-
yannah They came here to live after your
father died, | came here to seek her my
heart turned toward her in my old days For
twelve long years have searched and adver.
tised for her, but In vain.''
This is strange, passing strange . ex-
claimed Horace.
Not SO cory STRANGE replied his uncle,
thinking he referred to the fact of her not be-
ing found. g In this great city, among so
many thousands, she might easily remain I'M
discovered.
did not mean that, uncle you will new
er discover her in this world she has gone
from It.. And now If you will give me your
attant;n,, hava eon,atl,;n.x ~, s,,. w., -,
member the young lady who brought you
those slippers ? .
I" Yes, remember her.
g You remember the impression she made
upon me. 1t was not transient one. |
sought her and found her all her face predict
ed, amiable and gentle, with graceful, unaf.
fected manners, highly cultivated mind and a
loving heart. She has promised to be my
wife, and tonight this diamond shall shine
upon her finger, a pledge Of our betrothai. !"
The old man looked at his nephew in be-
wilderment, then be said, g thought you
we're going to marry Florence Sinclare'
g No, uncle, the faint idea entertained of
that was banished long ago. ! have found
one 6weeter, more beautiful to me, and her
name is Bttis Wsatpdrus.' =
Ettis Wsntlcorth he cried, . Horace
what do you mean !"
g mean the orphan children Of her whom
you mourn who live not far from here, and
one of them is my promised wife,"
Horace HoraceT speak Why did you
not tell me before, the little slipper maiden
was Elite Maynard's daughter ?"
Until this moment did not know there
WIS ain Elite Maynard, much less that she had
daughter, and will tell you why thinkso
now. She brought to Harry Weston's store
at one time a miniature, the exact counter
part of this, except in lieusof this plain gold
rim, there was a set of regard jewels. "
- !" Yes yes r, exclaimed his uncle, eager
ly, eve gave her that, and bracelets to
match. Il .,.. ,
i" The bracelets she brought also, have
them in my possession" He unlocked the
escretoir6 and taking them from the drawer,
laid them in his uncle hand. ~;
g The very ones the very ones 7 !" he ex-
claimed. (" 1t seems but yesterday since we
clasped them around her delicate wrists. | re-
member now those brown eyes seemed
strangely to speak of the past. Where is she q
Let me 60 to her ~ Z
Can't you wait until tomorrow evening"
uncle This evening have an engagement
with Florry Snclare, the last sllaff ever have
with that lady. Tomorrow evening we will
20 to Elite, and tell her the strange story"
Horace gave his uncle some additional paf,
ticulars with regard to Elites abode and oc-