Orange County observer. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1880-1918, 1883-08-04

love never did, laid the silken purse with
its Aoss monogram M T." away. AID laid
with it he sweet hopes aud D.. mories OF TIE
one | felt was lost TO me-. Then | went
back to the battle of life again, fnrti6=d and
defiant
Ye. never q sps ech did make in crowd
ed cour, room that it d d not seen 10 ms
the i, huence Of Mary Tn rne iaseDslhiy
and invlslbIy affected it. Never a boob did
| read bur the purest szsetest character in
il | i.lt was suggested by and sutres'iv4 O.
4hers. Never a fair fac dii | see b It hers
Was before me. in he full bloom OF the
beauty whose opening unts remained IN
memory still.
And ten years bad cone and gone, snd
the SHOWS Of an ealiy winter lay upon To.
|. ahess branches of the trees as h. -wayed
to and fro with q dol+;u' SOFT of cadence,
ard ~sharpened the already cutting air Ie
spite OF tits, the iigh's If tie city shor :
with a brlillance undi finished aud occao~
ionally above the signing OF the wind r So
the echo Of q merry laugh. a broken SOM,
or q strain of music; then the wind was
uppermost again.
The clock in the old Trinity was striking
twelve. ! had passed into Broadway. Lad
buttoned my coat tightly about me, and was
| n o,krr~ > n o.h 70 n,rrr mo h0ma an
see l ride in cabs nowadays; they ale on
of my favorite follies, and throw money into
a good channel OF circulation. The last
chime from Trinity sp,re had died away,
and onl. the hum OF the Changing bells re-
NAMED. | looked down the street n searci
of my cab, and straightway looked bac.
again, at sound OF q low voice at my elbow
Il beg pardon, sir bu, can you direc;
me to the Bowery, please?'
Looking down, l saw the shrinking form
GA woman leaning against the lamp post
at my side. The voice was low and mex
pressibiy sweet, and almost lost beneath the
shawl that covered the head and shoulders
so completely that only the white outline OF
the face was visible; yet there was some
thing about either the voice or the face
which at,r cted me irresisub'y.
The Bowery? 2 | repeated. Il cat
scarcely direct you, it is SO very far from
here"
How far, please?'
There WAS a mute appeal in the voice,
aud it seemed for an instant Ia magnetic,
me. | caught a glimpse Of bright, catk
eyes shining behind the shadow Of the shawl
as mechanically | replied
AT least an hours walk. Is there any~
thing can do tor your
"No-yes-no; | must find the Bowery.'
AT this time Of the night? 1t is very
cold. and there are many dangers"
Gold! WHAT is cold, when lh- brain il
flame? What are dangers TO a s,arvln,
wre'c h like MP?
She staggered b OK against the lamp POS
tor suppurt
"Pard n me. sir, for speaking so 70,
Speaking at all but | NUT fud-
The voice died away en- Trey now and
Vas lost ID a grt at. convuislve sob tia
shook the 1.-the figure as the b~atlug OF III,
ttrm does ! reed, aud carried ne back il.
my life to the Old turnpike road, with u
arcade of N ,ples, and the ii tie 4lrl Va
was bidding me good by A spirit OF le,
lost one seemed o pervede me and p*cIg
my hand Oh The 8, rlnk,ng figure | said
If you are III need will assist You
in need!' she repeated ON, sir. Tie
words are ie- Bile; | an starving, sir W.
re starving mother, the children and Z
b M. am no beggar, but W. must hav
relief, and if | could hn1 the Bowety
would part with this-hn ring
She slipped something from her fnv1?
ADD at the same time The sh4 wi drolba1
from her face. 1t was l who staggerd
backward now, aud chung white and trt m
bling to her arm, forgetful Of everytLin4at
the one hope that possessed ue. | didho
speak, could not-and she cont!ntd
holding out in the moonlight a thread he
= band Of gold whose quaint design | XIV
e full WE'LL
Here is the ring, sir; will you buyt
What viii you give p
s caught her in my arms Ike q cry
| man.
My love-my life every hi,s | he,
. Mary
4 Tie ring fell from Ger grasp, md he
sprang back with a scream OF Joy
'Bob-Bob-O Bob =
And she was crying on my brea jus: as
she had cried a dozen years bere, and
Just as she will never cry again ID vii
ling for she is mine now, all minor there
was q solemu and beautiful weCl rexf
: day. and we are happy as the dayre long
; Mary and l.
One Lawyer Rightly SEP.
No rapr -rrthc a,o =. ,~ we. h0r,