The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-06-09

as bookkeeper, and thus flung him and
ms tender wife hopeless and helpless
upon the world. They had left New
York; what had become of them since
he had never learned, for he had per-
emptorily refused holding any commu-
nication with them.
AS the winning ways, the childish
prattle, and womanly grace and lowell
ness OF the discarded one flashed before
his mind, he sat down to his desk, rest
ed his headupon his hand, and groaned.
The ragged little begar-girl logged his
memory, and brought the past before
MN IN vivid pictures of vain regret and
tortured agony. Was he not hasty and
cruelg All that could be said against
the husband of her choice was that he
was poor, while all that could be said in
favor OF the man he would have her
marry was that he was rich.
proud fool that | was he solilo-
quized. "why did | not take Barton's
advice and give him partnership in
the firm? Had | done so | would not be
lonely and childless to-day, but would
be surrounded by living and loved ones.
Barton was right; and yet | know he
loved the girl himself but he was too
proud 10 aspire TO her hand, he being
then only a traveller for the house.
When Mr.. Barton gained the street
with ragged child clinginp 10 his hand.
several acquaintance who passed him
made bantering remarks which he re.
celyed in his usual good-natured way.
lie had to trust himself to the guidance
OF his guide, for she could not give him
the name OF the street nor the number
OF the house where they lived, but she
gravely informed him that she knew
the way home.
After going few blocks she stopped
before a rickety old tenement house in
Centre Street, gleefully exclaming
II have it! Here it is. How glad NAM
ma VIII be TO see you, and now she'll
get well as we have so much money"
He stumbled as best he could up the
rickety stairs, and followed the child in
TO chill dingy-room.
AS the little one rushed ahead of him
ne heard a gentle voice exclaim, as she
folded her in her embrace:
oh! Ella darling, where have you
been?"
Mamma, mamma, rs good. got
lots OF money; and here is a gentleman
come to see you"
The sick woman arose from the mis-.
cradle excuse for lounge on which she
reclined. In the dim light Of the mis-
cradle room she did not recognize her
visitor, but he at once knew her, for the
voice which once thrilled his heart could
never be forgotten.
She rose and modeStly asked:
What do you want in this poor place,
sir, or have you brought home my poor
darling?'
Thank God, who in his mercy threw
this angel child in my way, | have found
you out, Mrs. Stanly or let me call YOU
by that name by which, knew you wears
ago, Ellen Townsend, don't you know
me?n
A moan, half of pain, half of JOY, es-
capped her lips as she sank back on the
seat, muttering:
"Mr. Barton, Mr., Barton, how have
you found me out? | had resolved TO
bury my misfortune in the grave and
bear my burden as best I could until
death released me from suffering"
Providence has ordained otherwise,
and has sent me this way to restore YOU
TO your fathers love and home
There is little chance for that. Mr.. |
Barton, for he has discarded me for
good. Had he given helping hand to
my poor husband, he would have sue
ceeded, but sickness and disappoint-
ment brought him to an early grave,
leaving me alone 10 make a living as
best | could. | came TO New York about
six months ago, and have managed TO
support myself with my needle since,
but my health was giving way under the
strain, and my only hope was that when
death claimed me he would take care Of
my little darling, who has already suf-
fered for the evils of her mother. Since
| came to New York | have frequently
stood in front OF the house watching my |
poor father as he returned home. my |
heart hungcring for his love; and when
| saw him looking worn and sad, up
braided myself as the cause of all his
81 feel confident, Mrs. Stanly, that all
will 90 right, Your father, though
cold and stern man, is not heartess
man, and know that in his heart he
regrets his hasty action in depriving
himself Of the love and care of his child
If you leave things in my hands | have
no doubt that | can effect a reconciIia-
ton"
"Act as you please, Mr. Barton. |
must confess that should like to be re-
stored to the affections of my father. for
il is hard TO bear the frown of an iniur-
ed parent; besides, could sacrifice any
thing TO give this sweet child the advan-
lages to which she is entitled bv right"
On the following morning the employ
es in the firm of Townsend, Davis 81
Co. were rather startled AT seeing the
staid Mr.. Barton entering the establish
ment with delicate but still handsome
looking lady leaning on his arm. Their
surprise was the greater when they rec
ognized in the lovely, wcl-dressed child