The Newtown bee., 1880-11-17

Mir. Alsop followed his man closely, and 8 few days after reaching Barcelona succeeded in arresting him and in re- covering the sachel. 1t was hardly worth the trouble, however, for his studs and roll of gold pieces had disap- peared; and though the morocco case was still there, it contained not the lost necklace, but the mechanical part of Mrs. Campbell's music box. The adies had probably left Madrid by this time and Mrs. Campbell had intimated that they intended returning to America by way of England. He concluded that a personal in the Tunes would be the
 best and perhaps the only way to reach them. He returned to England much depressed for he was i'll prepared to sus- tain the loss ot the necklace, whose value notice in the Tunes failed to meet the eyes of the Campbells, and a letter addressed to the Ho- tel Americana was returned to him with the information that the ladies
 had gone from the city without leaving any address. Bettine had interested him more than he was willing to confess. In an inner pocket ot the reti cule he had found some sketches and careful studies in water color, which seemed to him revelations of the girls character. They told him of 8 sprightly fancy and deli cate taste, Of steady unswerving per severance.
 Patience, patience" he repeated to himself. ''I wonder how long should stand her harpy of a mother. I should kill her-I should certainly kill her;" and then he laughed boyish laugh at the remembrance of the strange old lady at the Escorial. He laughed little of late for he had left the firm under a cloud, though he had scrupulously paid for the lost necklace, and he was now working beyond m He waPed Seward ,1r his abohd board ing place one evening with dull pain in his head. :" hope am not going to be ill.," he said to himself; "I can't leave business now and go down to Kent to mother, and there is no one here in London to care whether live or die." As the thought passed through his mind he noticed familiar bag in the hands of a lady who was tripping briskly in front of him. It was of the same pattern as the une his sister Laura had made him before his ill-starred journey to Spain. He remembered matching the crewels for her, and the embroidery on this sachel was of the same dull ssrusset and olive tints. The little lady iE front of him gave the bag nervous swing, and the words Bon voyage gleamed out with startling dis tinctness. What 8 satire they were, and how very far from being 8 prosperous journey was that ill-fated trip to the Escorial. It was unmistakably bis sachel, but he had courteous mans aversion to, bouncing upon 8 perfect stranger and demanding his property. He had decided not to accost her, when 1bo tad ho steps ot his own boarding-house. She rang the bell energetically, then turned and faced him as he stood irresolutely Recognition Iss was mutual--it was Mrs. Campbell. Flourishing the saehel, she hailed him in 9 vivacious tone.
 Dear me, MT: whs Alesiops, ps,y y9a dawn don't It your firm, Griddle and what's his l name's, to return your reticule as soon as ever we got to London, and they said you'd left the business and they didn't know where you'd gone. Here, you
 must take your. reticule, for l won't have it on my mind a minute longer. l You see they must have changed your 1 things into mine, for Bettine's paints l and my lunch were all muddled together 1 in this. You didn't happen to come
 across my reticule, did youP Bettine
 will be quite lost without this one. She's taken quite fancy to carrying her
 painting materials to the art museum in | it. We've been staying at Kensington
 and Bettine is out there now at the art l school. But I wanted to see something
 of the city and Mrs. Gubbins said this 1 was a nice, respectable boarding house
 where could stop"
 Some one opened the door and they
 passed into the house together.
 He tried to reply and to introduce her
 to his landlady, but he was seized with giddiness and had 8 sudden fainting
 turn.
 It was then that Mrs. Campbell came to the rescue. "I'm an old friend of the
 family (though don't approve of the l way they've made their money)," she ex.
 plained. s.and it's a Providence I hap.
 pened in just as I did. You must let
 me nurse him as long as he needs me, I'd admire to do it." To herself she said,
 Dear, dear, did hope he'd got over
 his incorporate habits, but may be
 can reform him."
 The physician who was called
 pronounced the disease congestion
 ot the brain, and Mrs. Campbell's
 good offices were required for 8
 long time, Like most motherly, otf-
 cious personages she grew fond of the
 patient so entirely dependent upon hel
 care. In all his sickness he had never
 called for intoxicating beveraGes of s.ny
 kind, but when delirious had often men,
 toned Bettine's name. Perhaps he hao already ss reformed" He was well al last. and Mrs. Campbell took 8 lingering , farewell of her charge. There were grateful tears in his eyes, and compunc ton in his heart for the injurious ept , thets he had bestowed upon her. You are nervous,n said the goof l Ilady; < what you need is quieting ant soothing, and l am going 10 leave my music-box with you to play you tx } sleep at night. haven't used 1t one since that day st the Escorial and shan
 miss it mite
 5 ssBut have your music-box already, l replied Alsop; it was in the bag that
 recovered at Barcelona"
 7 ssThat's curious" said Mrs. Camp g bell. ssI've got it out at Kensington l am sure, and I'll bring it in to-mor g row.n l q will come out" said Alsop; 'si Q will do me good to take little run Int
 the country . He stepped into the art museum De @ fore calling at their lodgings, and ia g across a long hall recognized Bettine' ], willowy form, as she stood at her ease l They walked across the park together d and he felt bitterly his dubious bushes s prospects, which would make a con }, tinua6ion of their acquaintance only a e additional pain.
 Mrs. Campbell met them in the littl t parlor. < Now here is my music-boz Q just as I told you;" and she pointed to d small black box with bas-rellef l- Tells chapel upon the lid.
 }. That is doubtless the case of you e music box.n replied Alsop, :" but her n are the works, and sadly disorganized, t fear.'
 - .There is something in mother '. case" said Bettine; ss let us see what Z, is. It is quite heavy.n
 5, haven't the key" said Mrs. Caml