The post. [volume] (Middleburg, Snyder County, Pa.) 1864-1883, 1881-11-24

ion assumed ghastly pallor.
Mrs. Seymour inquired il che was
| ill.
She replied that she was in eScel-
lent health, but sound OF fish
horn always affected her unpleasant
Ily.
AZ the well-known cry Of "Mack-
erel," was heard, her agitation be-
came painful to witness, aud she im-
plored her friends to accompany
her TO the drawing room,
There was evidently mystory
connected with The fsh-horu.
The next morning Mrs. Fitz
James arose very early by seven
o'clock she was sitting in the gar
den. Once more she heard the
mouruful ely. "Mickeral " drew
nearer and nearer, until fish cart
stood before the door.
The vender looked up and be-
held the portly form of Mrs. Fiiz
James.
Then he approached the house,
"My sister Mary Ann, by jingo J"
"Bill Stokes was the answer, in
tones of agony, "for mercy's sake
don't speak 80 loud You may be
overheard"
Aud suppose ! am ?" was the re-
joinder. Bat you are not pleased
to see me. Ever since my arrival
in Liverpool havo heen trying to
discover where it was you lived
aud now l have succeeded you ap-
pear to be ashamed Of your broth
en-"
ut is true," was the reply Of Mrs
Fitz james "that wc are relatives
but are our social relations. l am
wealthy, aud have fashionable friends
who would cut my acqua intance i
they knew OF my low origin there.
fore, ! implore you never to sci
fish in this neighborhood, or to blow
your horn in this street ; for th,
blood curdles in my brain every
time hear the avfdl sound. Take
this five pound note ; | will pny yon
the same amount weekly il you prom
ise never to betray Our relation
ship"
keep your money, woman J" was
the indignant reply. 81 an not am'
bilious to claim kindred with such
cold-hoartea wretch. 1t is true, |
am not gentleman but remom-
Der, although you are rich, you arc
n OF lady. II ever you become
poor, your refined friends will no
associate with you, and you may ye
be glad to acknowledge the fish ven
der as your. brotLei."
Bill Stokes then departed, ant
much to Mrs. Fitz James disgust
blew his horn With renewed vigor,
and crioi "Mickerel," in louder
tones thau ever.
Prosperity had hardened Mrs
Fiiz James heart yet her consci-
ence reproached her when she re-
hected that she had disowned hor
brother, whose only sin was that OF
being costermonger.
But she was fashionable and il
wa s impossible for her to acknowl
edge such q low connection.
If was very sultry and Bill Stokes
was exhausted when his days work
was over. As he approached his
humble dwelling he blew loud
l
blast on his horn but now it WIG O
welcome sound, for it announced to
his wife and child the coming of the
one they loved, But the father
missed tho little face at the window
that always greeted him. His heart
sank as he opened the door, for his
wife was bending over the sick bed
Of the boy. He lost oil hope when
his wife whispered that the child
was suffering from that dreadful
malady, diphtheria.
He endeavored to appear cheerful,
sat down and tried to eat but the
food choked him, and he pushed the
plate away.
"Nellie, my girl he said. "wha,
shall We do ? We must have doc.
tor for our child. Sickness brings
many many expenses but, although
l am poor, 1 am too proud te
beg.