Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1881-01-02
groom in livery, springs up the steps to

81 shall be very glad to restore the
ring was so unfortunate to find when
can discover its owner"
Discover dash it didn't 1 tell you
it's mine? I say, wish you wouldn't
be so precious slow-I don't want the
cats to catch cold-Ive just had 'em
shampooed, y know, napthed, and
that"
"What sort of ring was yours ?"
"What sort? Oh, come, as if you
didn't know-that's good"
I inhmated that l should be glad to
find out if he knew.
"Not know my own ring, ell ! know
it's worth couple of ponies. Come,
let's hear the damage and I'll stump up"
81 cannot give up the ring unless you
describe it."
90, dash it don't chaff fellow now.
I don't care hap about the thing, only
it belonged to some defunct party, and
the governor would cut up so deuced
rough. I've got heaps of 'em. Come,
I'll swap you any one OF these because OF
governor"
I respectfully declined the proposal.
"Well, dash it, explained the young
fellow, as though struck with sudden
idea, "what a couple of muffs we are
I could tell you in minute if it's mine,
dash it p
I.replied that I was very sorry that I
could not oblige him, and, adding that
he had better obtain an exact descrip-
ton OF the thing from his governor, I
recommended him not to keep the cats
longer in the cold.
Mem. I am getting exceedingly tired
of my treasure-trove. I retire to my
room with a view of dressing to go out.
am informed that lady wishes to see
me, and am afraid my mental calcula-
ton was not complimentary to the lady
in question.
A tall, graceful figure, draped in heavy
mourning, rises at my entrance. She
opens the negotiation in some confus-
ion, turning away her face. Shehas come
to me in the hope of regaining ring,
carelessly lost, the parting gift Of fond
| father to her brother and herself.
My eyes rested on the Grape about her
dress-on her pale, beautiful face, from
which the blush of confusion and tmid-
ity had faded. Deferentially I request
her to describe it.
GA large diamond, handsome" she
believed, "but valuable to her for far
other reasons"
"But," said, gently, "chased on the
gold inside the ring there is"
GA crest; am aware of it, she an
swered, sadly, "but I know nothing of
heraldry, and have never given it more
than a second glance. Ny brother is
dying, sir" she said, lifting up her pale
face to mine. "Oniy this morning he
missed the ring from my finger, uneas-
lily; we were alone in the world it is
the only relic left of one SO lately taken
from us ; how can tell him it is lost ?"
81 am sorry to pain you," said, try
ing to be firm. "but it would be more
satisfactory for all parties, and cause
but little delay, if you could obtain the
description from your brother -
Without word she turned away the
mournful resignation Of her air and at
titude touched me, and as she turned I
saw tear roll silently down and fall
upon the hand stretched to the door,
handle. / couldn't stand it.
".Stop," I exclaimed, Zone moment.
I am sure-I feel certain-I may trust
you. You will tell me-"
take the ring from its security
hold it out timidly for the blue eyes to
examine.
see yet the look of delight over
spr cad her fine features-I see the ex-
preston of almost childish pleasure in
her eyes as she looked up at me and
clasped her hands and cried out: "The
ring, the ring o, Alfred, my dear
brother! !"
Her hand was upon it; such a tremu-
lous, happy eagerness in her glance;
such caressirg fondness in her way OF
lingering it. How pretty she was.
"My dear child q am 45), it gives
me sincere pleasure" Then I STAN
mered then sprang after her. cat
least you will leave your address with
me-"
"Ah, SIR" she says, sadly, handing
me the card on which she had been PEN
Cling, "some day you will be sorry
for this. You do not trust me. "
Certainly I am brute. The accent
of reproach in her voice haunts me; the
sorrowful glance of her eye-how pretty
she is I sit down to my. breakfast in
the morning, half inclined to call at the
address given, and apologize for my
heathenish distrust.
How delightful to see her in her own
peculiar atmosphere, ministering to the
sick brother who is all she has in the
world; to look upon, if one cannot en-
Joy, the beautiful tenderness Of gentle
sister to an afflicted brother
But my letters wait, and l toy with
them. This is hand I know. What
does Fred want, I wonder? l tear it
open read:
DEAR JACK: What a queer chance if you
have stumbled upon my ring. / was obliged
to run down TO Rumford late last evening, and
never missed it till we sackened at nford
pretty taking I've been in. If it's mine. the
crest is inside. You know ia mailed hand
holding lance and the motto: Armed at
all points," Verify, truth is stranger than 6c-
ton. Keep it for me. FRED FYNING.
Idiot! Gull 1t is quite useless to
call myself names. II is almost super
fuous to add that when I called at GER
tain address in Easton Sunare. to in
quire for Miss Lucy Hamilton, the lady
was not to be found. Probably the
"dear Alfred had required speedy
| change of air; probably brother and sis
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