The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-09-04

did 90 cents buy so much before. Mrs.
Lpvejoy must have had friend at court.
When she saw cold roast chicken she
was wild with delight. "We can wish
with the wishbone! she cried. She
had never had but one before in all her
life.
$50 we can," said Jack; "and shiver
nv timbers if won't hit on the best wish
in the world"
The dinner was merry one, and Jack
amused them with his adventures, which
lost nothing in the telling. The good
time extended even to the dish-washing,
and Jack proved himself valuable as
sistart. When everything was put away
Lizzie cried, "Now for the wishbone"
which had been drying on kerosene
stove that had been used in making Mrs.
Lovejoy's cup of tea. ,
Jack had his wish firm in his mind
that Lizzie might be cured; while the
little girls hope and desire was that some
day she might have home in the coun-
trv. When she looked out from the attic
window, she would wonder what could
be beyond all the houses; and would
long so to see some trees and green fields,
the pretty violet eyes would be filled
with tears.
Two earnest faces bent over the little
bone. But alas! it had got so dry the
head snapped off, and the poor, disap-
pointed children stood with pieces OF
equal length in their hands. When Jack
saw the grieved look on Lizzie's face, he
insisted that it was all right, and they
would both get their wish; which Lizzie
tried very hard to believe.
In the meantime Mrs. Lovejoy had
been looking over a bundle which CON
tanned some clothes Mr.. Halves had giycr
Jack. All at once she gave a startled
cry, and the children saw she was tremb
ling with excitement"
ooh! Mother! What is the natter
cried Lizzie, hopping as fast as she coult
toward her.
She pointed to an advertisement in {
paper she was reading, which was thu
London Times.
Jack took it and read abound: Gan.
information concerning Elizabeth Archie
bald, of Chessbrook, England, will b.
thankfully received by her brother, Johl
Archebald. Communications sent tt
Messrs. Cartwright & Anderson, attor
neys, Temple Bar, London"
"What does it mean?" asked Lizzie
"Can it be that Uncle John, who wen
to Australia 50 many years ago?"
81 can't tell" said her mother. I"
wonder what I ought to do"
"Ask Mr.. Hawes," cried Jack. I'll
has brother in London. That's the wa.
he came by the paper"
"It's the best thing I can do, I believe
Tomorrow morning, Jack, we will go tt
his office"
The next day Mrs. Love]oy and Jacl
went to see Mr.. Hawes. She told hin
her story. She had lived in Chessbrool
until she was left an orphan. Her onl,
brother had sailed for Australia and hac
never been heard from. Concluding h
was dead, she had sailed for America
with some friends, and had never gon
back to her home. Mr.. Hawes was inter
ested at once, and offered to attend to tn
business, as his brother in London coul
soon look into the affair.
Lizzie was left at home, as usual; bu
she had plenty to do, and her little crutcl
went tap, tap on the floor, keeping tim
with the song she sung.
"How gay little Lizzie is this morn
ingW thought poor Mrs. Brown, VIII
lived in the room beneath. ri will tax
baby and 90 up and see her. She alway
makes me feel better, though where sh
gets her spirits from is more than cal
tell"
She went up, and put the baby on tn
floor. He seized his favorite toy, the lit
tie crutch, and flung it about in his aim
less way, pounding his poor little hea
numerically. After she had told he
many woes Cher Oldest boy had bee
brought home by a policeman, hal
strangled with mud, having fallen int
the dock, while playing on wharf, Ii;
zie told her about the advertisement he
mother had found, and that it must hay
been put in by an uncle who went away
Australia twenty years ago, hoping
cheer up her forlorn neighbor.
TO her surprise, Mrs Brown broke int
walls and lamentations.
"Oh, dear! oh, dear! Your mothe
will rue the day she ever saw it. 70
will all be dragged off to Australia; an
your mother will marry convict, with
ball and chain round his leg; and JAG
will be a 'ticket-of-leave man.; and
, don't know whatever will become of yo1
il you don't die of sicknsea-ess on tt
way over"
This dark picture quite upset Lizzi
She felt just ready to cry, when Jac
came into the room, with enough fun i
his face to drive out all Mrs. Browns di
nal ideas.
"What's to pay here?" cried he, SEER
Lizzie's forlorn face!
How he shouted when she told hi
what would become of them all if til:
Uncle John should turn up. Befol
Mrs. Brown could think of anything ell
to say she was called from below; an
shouldering the baby. she departed.
In due time Mrs. Lovejoy got rep
: from England, with the good news thi
5 her brother was alive, and would join h
l in Boston as soon as be could arrange h
| affairs He said he hoped to make h
homo with her as he was alone in II