The Baltimore County union., 1881-04-16

you will like him almost as well. He
is smart little fellow, and has no bad
habits, and he has no father. have
known him since he was two years old.
II you want any more information, ask
it Of yours to command,
JoHN SLADE."
a strange enough note, presuming
and inexplicable. She dropped it and
looked at the messenger, straight,
well-formed boy, with slender hands
and feet. His hair was light, and curl
ed loosely like other hair she had seen.
His large violet eyes were like other
eyes she had seen before, his mouth, the
dimple in the chin, the turn Of the
head
She gazed on him moment, like one
in trance, then started.
"Heavens, boy what is your name1"
she cried. "Who are you? ?'
"My name is Phil Philips" he an
swercd, with a smile that went to the
heart, with voice that set her tremb-
ling. al don't know who am. Twas
picked up at sea when was three years
old"
"But this man, this John Sladc, says
he knew you at that time," she cxclaim-
cd starting up. "And he has been
away only year."
EYES," said the boy, looking with
wonder to see the lady so agitated, "hc
came to sec me in America, and took
me to Calcutta with him, and he has
been good to me. He told me that my
father was dead, but my mother was
alive, and that my name was Philip,
but would not tell me what else. He
said that you knew who my mother is.
! want to find my mother" the boy adj
ded, tremulously. al don't like going
about the world so"
What explanation could be made
she knew not. But with mothers in
tuition she knew her long lost child
She clasped him in her arms. She
kissed and questioned him she listen
ed to a recital Of all his recollections,
and with every word her assurance grew
stronger. His faint recollections Of the
great house, the pony carriage, Of many
little incident which she herself recall
ed-all were confirmation strong as
proofs of Holy Writ.
The next mornig Mr.. Vernon called
to see Mrs. Beaufort, and before he had
been with her fifteen minutes they were
engaged.
"Oh, my dearest, my most true and
disintciested fricnd" she suddenly
broke forth, al have such news to tell
you can keep it no longer. Say
once again that you love and choose
me, poor and alone"
She leaned on his arm, and looked
with beautiful, fearful eyes into his face.
al chose you so, my love-" he said,
'I want nothing with YOU"
She leaned moment on his shoulder,
then gently disengaged herself from his
embrace, and going to the door Of an
inner room, opened it, and beckoned
TO some one there.
a boy seven or eight years Of age ran
to catch and kisi her hand. She led
him to the vicar.
at is my little Philip come back from
the Dead" she said, "and ask you to
leave the vicarage for the manor"
No matter about proofs. They were
not wanting, and they were convincing.
The Beauforts would own to nothing
they only gave up and went out of the
usurped inheritance. But the servant,
John Slade, charged the proprietor with
having withheld from Mrs Beaufort the
advertisement which described the child
that had hcen picked up at sea.
awe did not believe that it was the
child" they said, "and we thought it
would only agitate Alice unnecessarily"
II was lame excuse, but the best they
had.
So Mrs. Beaufort went back to the
great house, proudly leading her son,
and all the people bowed down to her
and congratulated her, of course. And
when the clergyman, Mr.. Vernon, left
the parsonage to marry her, more than
one noble gentleman cursed his own stu.
pidity, in not having fallen in love with
the widow while there was chance.