The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1880-07-21

$50 Glad to meet an AmericanP said
Russell. I'm doing the lakes with my
wife and slster.in-law, who is widow.
Come for boat ride with us this evening
at eight
"At eight Russell clapped me on the
shoulder. There was strange influence
abroad that night; the whole place seemed
fairy, unreal. followed to where a boat
lay swinging little loose from its moorlngs..
On the shore was Mrs. Russell, whom |
greeted politely; but my eyes were ilxed
on that boat, for in the stern, wrapped IN
something white, like cloud, sat woman
who was lovely as vision l was fairly
dazed, and stood staring, when Russell
pulled up the boat and said, Jump In
Hello, Adelaide; so you're seated. The
woman in white is my sister-ln-law, Lane.
Mrs. Randolph, Mr., Lane, OF New YORK.
"She greeted me with, Indeed, Mr..
Lane, it's pleasant to meet people IRON
home--that is, sometimes, and some peo,
ple.' She was woman of the world, apd
a bit coquettish, yet with soeerneSs and
gentle grace underlying all"
"How did she look then9" asked Ford.
swell, it was ten years ago. She was
slighter, but that warm-colored hair was
the same; she had those same gray eyes
with brows that would lend sternness to any
other eyes, but only frame the softness oil
hers; her cheek was shade paler than
now, and fairer, perhaps. Well, we rowed
over to Isola Madre. There, under the
shadow of the wooded banks, we heard the
nightingales sing, and, in short" said Mr..
Lane, with nervous laugh, knocking the
ashes from his cigar, and beginning to
smoke before he had done speaking-"in
short, resolved that very night to make
Mrs. Randolph my wife, or live bache-
lor."
Sudden, wasn't it9" limited Ford.
"Yes, but times nothing in such matters
it's-it's-"
"Say it in four letters" Ford suggested.
swell, It's love; and was heartily, des-
perately in love. You see, / was only
forty then.
Next morning early was pacing the
turf in front of the hotel, and met Mrs.
Randolph. She was dainty, fresh, and
tender-hued even in the full morning sun
shine. l breakfasted with the Russell
party, and bonnie brought to the table the
prettiest four-year old boy ever laid eyes
on.
"My Robbie my darling! my blessing
exclaimed Mrs. Randolph, in motherly
rapture, seating the child on her lap. The
little chap shook his head of yellow curls,
reached with both hands over the table,
and calculated, "Honey.'
"Honey is bad tor mammals boy said
Mrs. Randolph, while I, looking at the
picture they made, only desired to call both
mother and child my own. Why, in fancy,
l was already father to the boy, loved him
brought him up, put him into the firm-all
in the few minutes during which the little
man was lunging and plunging after the
honey dish. His mother restraining him
he delivered piercing yell, and grabbing
the tablecloth, dragged off some dishes that
broke. Waiter said Mrs. Randolph
take the honey away
"At this the boy beat first the air, Their
his mothers face. She turned red anc
pale by turns, and l hunted my pockets. A
knife, a pencil-case, loose change, watcf
ctck, tickD, and like seductions were dis
played in vain. Finally / found bit OF
chocolate in silver paper Whats that
RobbieP
"Robbie stopped short in his pleasant ex.
ercise, and answered promptly: 'Choclit
I want it,
"It's too early in the morning for sweets,
said the mother. Robbie shall have it by
and-by.'
"'No--o. Now, yelled the boy.
II made the bonbon disappear into the
air juggler fashion, and the cherub sulked
with finger in his mouth.
"'He's lovely boy l said to the mother.
"He's his mammals blessing she an
swered, fondly. Robbie, speak to the nice
gentleman
"'No, WON'T responded the blessing,
in tone of smothered brutality, like an in
fantile Bill Sykes.
Robbie, said |, don't you want to ride
a pretty pink pony with blue tail, eh'"
"This novel proposition made him
thoughtful moments then, eying me with
settled hatred, he answered, No, l don't; ]
want chocllt.'
"'Mother's lamb shall have chocolate by
and-by,' said Mrs. Randolph, and kissed
him in manner perfectly distracting &c
the man who adored her. Whereat HI
grabbed an earring, and cruelty held he
graceful head at arm's-length.
"'Robbie darling, you make mamm'
cry, she said, persuasively.
1.-THE young pirate held on, however, un
til his uncle Russell caught the little arm
and shook it with Hi! hi young rascal
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"Be careful; don't hurt him. said Mrs
Randolph, with great warmth and decision
"'Won't lego! won't leggo' screame'
Robbie, until the yelling, struggling mas
of embroidery, bare knees, and yellow curl
was handed over to Marie, the bonnie, VIII
carried it up stairs. Robbie won't! Rot
bic WON'T reaching US in grateful diminu
endO
MRS. Randolph and / took stroll b
e the lake. My little son is very nervou
( and sensitive" she remarked blu. very a
y fectionite.'
"And such child is treasure whe