Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1880-11-24
An Adopted Child.

towards his pretty little cottage one after
noon IN autumn. He was the head gar
dener of Warren Hall, beautiful estate,
situated few miles from the picturesque
village of Waverdsle. A tall, fine, up
right man Of forty-five, with a pleasant
face and honest, gray eyes, John Falconer
was a favorite at the hall.
He had known its owner, Mr. Lionel
Warren, from a boy. The young heir
had been very fond of John, making him
his companion, and treating him almost
as an equal. When they both grew up 70
be fine, handsome men, however, the init
macy dropped.
Young Lionel, on the death of his faith
er, took possession Of the estate, and when
John applied 10 him for the post of under
gardener, he was Immediately appointed
10 it.
y few years passed away. Mr.. War
rsn, who had gone abroad, returned, bring
ing with him little son to gladden. his
home. He had married an Italian lady,
who had died shortly after the birth of
the little Reginald; and no longer able to
bear the sight OF that bright land which
reminded him so much of his young wife,
Mr.. Warren, now a grave, sad man, came
back TO his home.
More years passed away, and little Reg
inald was now niue years of age.
Though John Falconer was now head
gardener, and lived in pretty cottage on
the estate, he was still unmarried.
So on this bright afternoon he was walk.
ing homeward after his days work. He
had turned the corner of the quiet lane
which led 10 the house, when he nearly
stumbled over tiny child, who stood cry.
ing in the middle of the road.
She was about five years of age. A
slender, little thing, with beautiful dark
ewes and raven cuIls, clad in a tattereC
calico frock.
'.Who are you, little Onel" asked John.
I'm Evy Gray" she replied, in a sweet
voice.
'.Where do you live, dear?"
The tears rolled down the pale cheeks
- don't live anywhere. Mothers deal
She died long time ago, and annie tool
me. We lived in London, but auntie CANT
here to sell things. She's gone away to
day, and size beat me and left me here
Oh, what shall do?'
The poor little thing sobbed bitterly ant
Johns benevolent heart was touched a
he looked at the lovely, tear-stained face
He took the tiny hand in his, and led he
towards his home.
..Whcre are you taking mes" asked th'
child.
ITO my house, Evy. Here it is. "
Evy gazed in awe at the ivy-covered cot
tage. with its strip of bright garden ant
pretty, green porch
She hardly dared 10 walk over the clear
floor of the cosy kitchen, where the hr'
was burning brightly, and where rosl
servant-girl was toasting mullins for he
masters tea
Susan looked al the child with wonder
ing eyes, and was still more astonishe'
when John bade her wash the little thing
and make her presentable.
Fvy looked like another child after he
hs,h. Her cheeks grew rosy, her eye
bright while her long hair fell in curls owe
ahn
around her, and placed her in a chair D.
tho fire with a bowl of breed and milk OF
her lap. Then Susan, who always wen
home at night, was dismissed, and the U"
were left alone.
How the child enjoyed her nice supper
and her cosy seat by the fire! Ihe n''i
tongue chattered incessantly, un'ii a' iAf
she fell asleep in her chair.
John Falconer gazed at the pre"y iao
Of the sleeping child, until the tears s'oo
IN his eyes: then he said
My poor birdie! You have no non
ar friends, my pretty one, but ! VIII :
your friend, and, as long as l h'e' IL
home shall be yours -
And John Falconer kept his WORD = y
one claimed little Evy, so he adop'ed n' %
As his own child. He sent her 10 an oAoe
len, school. and worked hard to gam h'o'
ey for her sake.
Maste -Regie, from the hail, took sre'
fancy to Eveline, and they became @ ,,s s'fl +
friends Mr.. Warren encouraged 'ne =
pnr lmaey, because it pleased nj. do,i.sd lie .s %
and Evy was always welcome at the !" ma ha'
handsome sa tos syDa youth nD Of and E,y
ha.m,;fnl ha Young lady of seventeen, ~he
changes came, and the young
parted. p.c;a. now IL
owner Of Warren Hall, wen. a =, The ca,
wear or two, leaving the esla,e ., - rnknox