The Magnolia gazette., 1882-10-20

II suppose it's locked" he said. lift
ing the fiffle fall Of wet leather. To bis
surprise the lid lifted, the lock was
broken short of. "Ah, wouldn't
have thought 1t would have kept togeth-
er ike this, with the lock broken" he
said, glancing inside and seeing con-
fused mass OF clothing in hall wet and
very mixed condition. IL think you
must be mistaken about the exact place
the gentleman was" he added. there
Is nothing in a trunk of child's clothing,
tum led and wet like this. to attract q
mans attention particularly.
But il did. anyway. Why, father.
don't / know every inch Of the beach
by hearth and saw him every time !
looked up. and always in this one spot,
he SAID, positively.
II presume your every time all
came within less than FIVE minues,"
Mr.. Anderson said. smiling at his earn
estness. The gentleman did not hurt
The trunk by looking at it. even if it was
for the length Of time you fancy. Now
let Us take it up to the house"
The child stood on the doorstep rs
they came up the sandg, grass-bordered
path. her great eyes shining like stars,
and her coral lips parted and eager.
30, am so gladr' she cried, clap
ping her hands. and then growing sud
denly grave as she remembered about
her mo her--her pa'e, beautiful mother,
lying so fearfully raight and still in the
darkened front ROOM,
She followed them in and knelt down
on the floor by the trunk, while Mrs.
Anderson took out the garments one BY
one and shook and folded them. There
was a few articles of woman's under
clothing. a book of engravings and a
small volume OF Scott Poems, with
"Genevieve pencilled in clear, ele-
giant, masculine hand, on the fly Leaf
The remainder OF the con ents consisted
OF a child's clo.hing, which Viola readi-
ly recognized. The book of poems,
too, she said her mother had told her
once was to be hers some day, because
her papa had bougat it.
But though they looked long and care
fully, going over every article three or
four times. there was not a scrap of pa
per or line written anywhere among
them all that they could find. And so
the child's name remained still a secret
| for aught the little trunk revealed. Only
one thing they found, beside, bit Of
knife blade about an inch long, broken
short oil.
Viola cried bitterly and would not be
comforted. What most children would
scarcely have noticed was some. hing
dark and terrible to her; the more SO,
doubtless. from the circums ances under
which it had been made known TO her.
Death, so fearful and repellant to every
child. was made more dreadful still tC
! her, for it had taken away at. the same
time her mothers life, and her own
name, leaving her doubly orphaned
When Mr.. Anderson told her Of the mer
whom he had met on the shore, she
stopped crying and looked up, her eye:
flashing through her tears.
If had seen them they should have
told me about my mother" she cried
vehemently.
''But they did not know, DEAR Mrs
Anderson said, gently.
"They did.-he did, anyway. know
because when we went out ON deck, anC
she saw him she grew. o, so whitel anC
Captain Waite led her back to our cabiI
again. and she sa d something about hi
being there, and then she cried and tn,
pretty color never came into her cheek
again"
"But who was it that she saw?" per
sisted Ralph.
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