Milford chronicle., 1883-04-06

she asked, addressing the tramp.
"No, madam. simply found him a
your door starving"
He cast one glance toward the lady
let his head fall forward and began t
tremble as if attacked with sudden fl
of ague.
"You must be very cold; will you no
so into the kitchen while the girl pre-
pares a hot drink for the poor little fel
low?" she asked
Despite the mans tattercd garments
and poverty-stricken air, there was ring
in his voice, an indescribable something
about him which caused the lady to adj.
dress him in certain tone Of respect.
In the name Of humanity, I thank
You, madam. There are two children;
but the one in my arms seems quite i'll. -
The mistress of the house glanced
curiously at him; then, turning to the
child clinging to her dress, said:
"Run mp stairs topapa, Daisy"
The little girl obeyed reluctantly, and
the mother went to the kitchen. where
she found the man seated by the fire.
still holding the sick boy in his arms, and
Ted huddled near the range with an OK
preston of intense satisfaction on his
small. pinched face, while Bridget, the
cook, eyed the party with extreme dis
pleasure. Mrs. Comstock tucked up her
dainty robe, and with her white ieweled
hands helped to prepare meal for them.
Ted ate ravenously of the goodies placed
before him. Jack swallowed a cup Of
hot tea, but refused the food. The tramp
also politely declined the generous din
ner placed before him.
Something must be done for this
child, said Mrs Comstock, looking pitt
fully at the white face contracted with
pain. Have they no hiends?"
"No; they are homeless and friend
less, like my"
He paused abruptly.
She questioned Ted, who repeated the
short, sad history.
" What is your name, dear? Have
you no relatives ?" she inquired.
Ted Davis; an his name is Jack
Holbrook.
ooh, God! is it possible that this is
ny childr exclaimed the tramp, in a
'oice of deep emotion. /
Mrs. Comstock looked eagerly at the
nan whose still handsome face. albeit q
CARED with traces of sin and degruda- l.
ion, assumed an expression Of woe Il
,itiful to behold.
Tell me, he murmured. hoarscly. g
was your mothers name Mary Davis?" G
When Ted nodded an assent to the Il
uestion, he bent over the child. on his
nees, saying; "Oh, Jack, my poor lit III
e boy, 1 thought you were in Heaven
ng ago!'' OF
Mrs. Comstock, who had grown pale he
the very lips, turned away, murmur- W.
g in IN aeitat,d voice:
81 will consult my husband as to-" to
"You need not, Bessie!" interrupted Les
G tramp, starting to his feet. tn
How dare you address me by that tel
mel she cried, in tone of indigna- no
IN.
His abiect air of misery touched her. Ion
70 If this child IS vour, 80 - vii
i'm upon him. But you may be mis- VII
Ken, she observed more gently.
g l can soon determine that point, sm
went on. When l took him from yo'
4 marked the initials j. H. on his to
by arm. kn'
While he was endeavoring to roll up aga
child's sleeve, Mrs. Comstock eyed ing
1 distrustfully. This may be a trick 1
sxtort money from me, she thought. at
ldenly the tramp leaned forward. lsec
ied the small, thin arm, and burst =
} sort of wailing cry. he
Oh, Jack my poor little chap. [ OF
not intend to cause you so much suf- Tel
ng !" sior
Hush p said Mrs. Comstock gently; L
e servants in the dining room NAV boy
r you stoc
hen the maternal instinct in her witt
lst told her that this mau who, in her sion
lood days had so grossly deceived writ
was not playing her false now. She per'
over and laid her white face against Bes
one of the child. OF h
ne tramp raised his soiled hand. and me
about to lay it ON her head, but mo
drew it again, saying.
Believe me, regret this more, infn-
more, than all the wrong-doings of n,
ife. After the divorce was granted doro
and l abducted the child, partly be. Prin
9 loved him and partly through Mi
lge, 1 gave him to the woman ast-,
S, and shortly after was obliged to ~;
ut myself from the city for two 49,,
. When 1 returned she had disap- anJ
d. l made inquiries among her sI,irt
II neighbors, and was told that the 49,,
was dead. " i,col ,l
was Jack Davis-Ted's brother t 80
lied, " whispered the sick boy, who 1onn %,,
y comprehended that be had found 49,,
ther at last Tn !,
AneW OF your second marriage ty P
'he peace you hau louno ana ae- the I
ned to keep the child's death a her i
, hoping thereby 70 cause your ~
a pang of anguish when remem- . am
Z his uncertain fate. My wicked sr,nr
ions have rebounded upon myself. ,,oa,
knows / would give you all the
able years may ret live could 1 Tn
the cruel deed will take him to as 70
spital, and when he RECEIVERS, girls