Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1884-03-27

thus;
Your father was named, like your.
self, Arthur Varley. Your mother was
his lawfully welded wife, Elizabeth -
now his widow. When you were five
years old your father was Obliged to
leave the country, and your mother
confded you to our care. She has since,
~ you know, amply supplied your
wants. She is one Of the most excel
lent women know. There has never
been blot on her character. She has
forbidden me to tell where to End her.
"For some reason she hates me-"
said.
"She loves you" he answered.
"Then why will she not see me?"
"For your own good" said the doc
tor.
"It's mistaken idea" cried the doc
tors wife.
"At first it was Since the thing has
gone on 80 long no,hing can now be
done" replied the doctor. at is your
mothers fixed determination that you
should never see her. She has no other
child and is not poor. Her will is made
in your favor. have no right TO tell
you more"
"But you y cried turning 20 Mrs.
Sarlain.
Neither have | any right said the
lady. "But say to you, find out for
yourself. 1t is your duty. ! know you
better than your mother knows you"
looked at the doctor. lie avoided
my glance, and said nothing,
But how was | TO discover this mother
of mine, who hid herself from me- yet
who, they said, loved me.
BY that Chrislmas.tide had fallen in
love. The object OF my alteration was
a beautiful grill of very good family. !
saw that she was not displessed; her
father, q wealthy client OF our firm, did
not object to my prelentions. In fact,
we were engaged, and my heart was full
Of Joy. Yet with il mingled the long
ing to find my mother and tell her of
my happiness. One day ! told old
Auut Betsey, who was counting my cuff
and collars.
"Aunt Betsey, perhaps | shall be
married some day"
Lord bless US ~ cried Aunt Betsey,
''you seem to be such a boy"
1T will not be at once" said. "but
after am we'll on in my profession.
love dearly. She 10 Charles Rushton' =
daughter"
Miss Rushtou - said Aunt Betsey.
She folded ter hard little hands to.
gether and stood looking at me. "The
very top OF the ladder" she said, "Rioh
and stylish, and high family, and so
pretty. But you'll have your things
done in the family then. and zee no
more of old Aunt Betsey."
"Ill give you my collars while have
one left, and all my wife'- rufflss too.
"I don't want hers,' said Betsey
Grossly. wish you JOY, Mr.. Arthur
Vsrley. I'm sure ia a fine mstoh-
but her things don't caro- for"
TOO much trouble suppose"
said As the door closed.
But / thought Of my mother NOR,
and more, and ne that day WAS the on,
on which drew my allowance, ven
up to the doctors house. intend
ing to make ono uaore effort 10 NOV.
him 70 tell me where TO find my mother
The doctor sat alone in his study. Az
envelope lay before him. As he cav m
he drew Il toward him; took out 3 par
Gel Of bank notes, and with them : let
ter which he at once returned the en-
velope aud thrust into his vest pock ct
"a letter from my mother" I said
and looked ~ the vest.
Il was an ordinary black vsst, but tn,
cut was lower than usually worn.
He paid me my weekly allowance
said that ny mother sent her love. ant
heard of my hopes and wished me joy
And after few words more took leav.
Of him, but not 70 60 directly home.
sought Mrs. SartaIu at once. "Mrs
sartAio," | said, 'ft's growing very cold
and noticed that the doctor has low
cut vest on. Get II of him or he may
have an attack Of pneumonia. A gen.
!lemAn ] know caught cold which re
suited is eoasumption that way. Take
. high vest 10 him and insist on his
wearing Il at once. Et
"You good boy" cried the doctors
wifei "how thoughtful Of YOU" And
away she ran. followed.
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