The Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1877-1885, 1884-02-11

of Henry all came out, and when it
grew again it was dark auburn color,
and the freckles never returned.
The clergyman needed n man about
the garden and to care for his horse.
and gave Henry the situation at good
wages. must be brief in this romance
from real life. In less than two years
Henry Martin, thanks to the benevolent
clergyman. was in Harvard College. In
six years from the time he left Albany
he was minister of the Gospel.
At the end of eight years he was the
pastor of fashionable church in Chica-
go at a salary of $4,000 year, and he
had $1,000 to his credit in the bank.
Nine years and eleven months from
the time he left Albany he started on
his annual vacation. As he kissed his
white-haired mother goodbye, he said:
'The ten years are nearly gone. l can
surely find her, and will telegraph you
the result. God help me-" Five years
after Henry had left Albany there came
great financial panic and Louise Rob-
bins father became bankrupt.
Almost penniless, he and his daugh-
ter removed to New York, where he be-
came a book-keeper for q gentleman
whom he once employed in his store in
Albany. The father and daughter lived
in a modest way in an uptown flat.
Mr.. Robbins never reproached Louise
for ANYTHING, except that she was such
a reclusc from society and would allow
no attention from any gentlemen. He
could see no beauty in an old, dried
bouquet which Louise ALWAYS kept in
her room, which she brought with her
from Albany, He sometimes had fears
lest she was losing her mind, for in her
sleep she was continually muttering
something that sounded like Henry
Martin. One day he said to her:
Nv no is Henry Martin? | never knew
any Henry Martin, except the vaga-
bond who insulted You in an Albany
horse lear" Louise turned pale, but
made no reply.
Can the reader guess why, as the ten
years had nearly passed since she wrote
! that note to the car-driver, she appeared
absent-minded. was startled by any
noise; that she took extra pains in
crimping her hair and making herself
as attractive as possible.
She had not had one word from Hen
~ Martin since he left Albany, and did
not know whether he was dead or alive.
She had frequently read notices of the
talented young preacher of the same
name who he'd created such a furore in
Chicago, but she never misIusted that
he was the one whose re urn she longel
and prayed for One afternoon there
came knock at her door, which she
answered, and ushered him into their
| little parlor IS he inquired for her IA
| Their, who would be i'll shortly. Louise
is startled by something in this stran-
ger which reminds her of Henry Mar
| tin.
She almost stares at him to see if it is
possible that he is a relative of the car
driver No, she says to herself. it can
not be. What Il magnificent bearing
this gentleman has. He is the picture
of health His dark auburn hair is
brushed back from high. classical
forehead He is tall and thin. but is
very erect, and has square shoulders.
His voice is deep and mellow,
and though his eyes are pierre
inc there is an expression on his face as
tender as woman's. In a calm, dig
nitied way, the stranger inquiries: Ibid
you ever know car driver by the
nam of Henry Mart n?' Before she
could answer the tears involuntarily
filed her eyes
With trembling voice he interrupts
her and says at is now four o clock;