The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-01-18

I paused for a reply. The doctor put
| his hngertips together, and repneuI mus
"YoIr father was named, like your
| self Arthur Marley. Your mother WAS
his lawfully welded wife, E~!lzaheth-
now his widow. When you We're hNe
wears old your father was Obliged 10
! leave the country, and mother con-
| fded YOU to u care. she mas slnce' AS
YOU know, amply supplied your wants
| She is one of the most excellent Woulell
| / know. There has never been q blot
upon her character. She has toTblduvn
me to tell you where to tnd her
"FOr some reason she hates me, l
| said.
"Sho loves you" he answered.
"Then why will she not see me?"
"For your own good" said the doctor.
at is a mistaken idea" cried the doe
| tors wife.
| gone on so long, nothing can now be
| done" replied the doctor. 1T is your
| mothers liked determination that you
| shonld never see her. She has no other
child and is not poor. Her will is made
in your favor. l have no right to tell
| YOU more"
"But you?" l cried turning to Mrs.
Sartain.
Neither have 1 any right" said the
lady. But l say to you, tind out fol-
yourself. 1t is your duty. | know you
better than your mother knows you"
| looked at the doctor. He 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. Christmas-tide / had fallen in
L. MI -1s.-A -F .--- -I-.,Asl- $3.50 I
q beautiful girl, of very good family. |
saw that she was not ~djspleased her faith.
er, wealthy client OF four firm, did not Ob.
iect to my pretentiOns. In fact, we were
engaged, and my leaIC vas luh of JOY. |
Yet with it mingled the longing TO find
my mother and tellher Of my happiness
One day | told old Aunt Betsey, who |
wa counting my cuffs and collars.
Aunt Betsey," said, perhaps |
shall be married some day"
Lord bless usi' cried Aunt Betsy,
"you seem such a boy"
ut will not be at once l said, ''but
after | am well on in my profession. ]
love her dearly. She is Charles Rush
tons daughter
miss Rushtonr' said Aunt Betsey.
She folded her hard little hands togeth-
er and stood looking at me. ''The very
top of the ladder" she said. "Rich and
stylish. and high family, and so pretty.
But you'll have your things done in the
family then, and see nc more of old
BETSY"
"Ill give YOU my collars while | have
lett, and all my wife's %ruiles, too"
II don't want hers" said Betsy, cross
". wish You joy, Mr.. Arthur Var
lev. Pm sure it's fine match-but her
things | don't care for"
TOO, much trouble, / suppose !
said, as the door closed.
But thought of my mother more and
moro and &c that de- saS lis enc on !
which / drew my allowance, l went up
TO the doctors house, intending to
make one more effort 10 move him to
tell me whore to find my mother.
The doctor Sat alone IL dis study. An |
envelope lay before him. As he saw
me he drew it toward him, took out a
parcel of hank notes, and with them q
letter, which he at once returned to the |
envelope and thrust into his vest peck
ct.
"a letter from my mother, l said and
looked at the vest.
1t was an ordinary black vest, but the
cut was lower than that usually wore.
He paid me my weekly allowance,
said that my mother sent her love, and
heard of my hopes and wished me Joy.
And after a few words more Itook leave
of him, but not to go directly home. /
sought Mrs, Sartain at once.
Mrs. Sartain,a / said, Sits growing
very cold, and | noticed that the doctor
has a low-cut vest on. Get it off of him
or he may have an attack Of pneumonia.
A gentleman I know caught q cold which
resulted in consumption in that way.
Take q high vest into him and insist on
his wearing it at once"
"You good boy cried the doctors
wife; chow thoughtful of you" And
away she ram. / followed.
"Only to look at this. encyclopedia a
moment / said, and buried my face in
the book, while the lady urged the ex-
change of vests, and the gentlemen pro-
tested; finally / saw, the treasure borne
away, and followed. Good Mrs. Sartain,
little did she guess that, as i walked be-
hind her, / picked the pocket OF the
garment she carried under her arm.
/ had the letter, and could scarcely
| wait long enough TO get to a place of
| safety before opening it. AT last, in a
little ice cream saloon, ! sat behind a ta-
| BILE shiny with oil cloth. and plentifuliy
| adorned with the marks of gallcar hnt-l
toms, and opened the note. 1t began
| thus:
81 haye heard my boy isto be married.
tod bless him il is q good match, but
my heart aches. / almost wish ] had
not done what | did, but how could I let
the poor fellow bear the shame of his
fathers crime2 And now I'D rather die
than have him know; but my heart
aches, my heart aches. No, no, no.. /
say again, never tell him. i am sick
with sorrow and fear. Write and tell
me you'll never tell. Do you remember
my NUMBER lit is 20 Bloomington
road"
l had at last, my mothers dwelling
place, and q clew 70 her conduct. NV
father had inaome way shamed US both.
but now / would go TO her; we would