The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1884-04-06
BY THE GATE OF THE SEA.
A N NOVEL.
BY DAVID CHRISTIE MURRAY.
CHAPTER x.

THAT ~.
Tregarthen's housekeeper brought the
child a second time, in accordance with
her masters orders, o. had done what
she could to make him smart and neat,
but his velvet clothes were much damaged,
and he was too big for them.
Bring him here, said Tregarthen, who
was stronger than he had been on the pre-
vious day, though his eyes were still hol-
low, and his unshaven face looked some
what CHASTITY, What is your namei"
Phil" said the boy, looking shyly up
at him, and dropping his eyes again.
What elseM asked Tregarthen. He
leaned forward from his heaped-up pillows
and fondled the child's head with his thin
hand. The boy murmured something I'M
Ineligible. What is the other name,
Phil" can't hear you"
- don't think he knows the other name,
SIR" said the housekeeper. "rve asked
him lots of times since he got better, but
he doesn't seem to know it."
"He has been ill I" said Tregarthen,
leaning back again. "No wonderl"
- His poor little arm was broke. sir"
said the kindly housekeeper, stopping to
arrange the child's collar, land he was so
bruised and drowned it was a wonder he
lived at all"
Poor fellow" said Tregarthen "Come
and sit on the bedside, Phil, and let us
have a talk together Help him up, nurse
Where did you come from in the ship ~ :
Bombay said the child quite read
lily.
land where were you going to =" !
London =
"And who was with you on the ship ~
"Ayah,' said Phil, with small fist at
either eye. Then, as by an afterthought,
And mamma"
at is curious thing, sir" said the
housekeeper, whispering. "The child's
been crying many a time for Ayah-who-
ever she may be--but he's never once asked
for his mother.n
Is the ships name knownl" Tregar-
then asked, his wasted hand still toying
with the childs hair.
"She was the IsIe at Elba, SIR" respond
ed the housekeeper, from Bombay to
Liverpool. A hundred souls aboard, sir
she added, lowering her voice again, Ire
garthen looked at the child meaningly,
and then from him, with glance Of in
quiry, to the housekeeper. Not another
creature she said in answer.
Don't cry, Phil said Tregarthen,
with his hand wandering absently in the
child's curls. "You shall be taken care
of, Take him to Gorbay" Ito the house
keeper I" and get fitting clothing for him.
You may call on Penruth, the solicitor,
and ask him to come over here at his earli-
est convenience Good-by Phil You
will come and see me again this evening,
won't you! There's a brave little fellow
Good-by."
The housekeeper, fastening to put Ire
garthen's orders into execution, set out for
Gorbay that afternoon, and had the ocean
waif measured for new garments, and
bought underclothes, boots, and collars for
him. She construed her masters wishes
literally, and when the change was finally
made she saw that he was pleased by it.
But some days before Pills outfit came
home, Mr.. Penruth, eager to secure Ire
garthen as client, had paid visit to the
island, and had been invited into the in
valid's room.
- want you to write to the owners of
the Isle Of Eliza, lately wrecked here" said
Tregarthen, land to ask for information
respecting the identity Of the child who
was saved. SO far as l can learn, no in
quiries have been made about him.
Yes, sir" responded Mr.. Penruth, pro-
ducing a pocket-book, and softening the
point of a pencil with his lips. 1.-THE
childs name, Mr.. Tregarthenan
He calls himself Phil" said Tregar-
then. His mother and nurse were
aboard, 1t will be easy for the owners TO
identify him."
Mr.. Penruth took respectful leave of
his new client, and went below to have O
look at Phil. Phil was produced, but did
not take kindly to Mr.. Penruth, and being
somewhat badgered in the legal manner by
that gentleman, cut the knot Of difficulty
by protesting that he was Phil, pure and
simple, and had no other name
The solicitor put himself in correspond
ence with the owners of the Inflated ship,
and learned from them that Mrs, Maui
rice, with child and a native nurse, had
sailed from Bombay aboard the Isle Of
EtJd but no inquiries had been made con-
serning them since the news Of the wreck
1ad reached London. Before this scanty
news arrived, Tregarthen was once more
at liberty, and he and the child were be-
ginning to feel at home with each other.
Phil was at the Sea-gate gathering shells
within thirty yards of the gaunt bones OF
the wreck when his rescuer walked feebly
out in search of him, bearing the sole.
itor's letter in his hand He sat upon a
bowlder, and the boy came running up to
aim.
Phil Maurice" said Tregarthen, put.
ling his hands round the little fellows
uecb: care YOU Phil Mauricsi"
eyes" said Phil, with so little trace Of
doubt or hesitation, that the problem wa!
| beld to be finally solved.
! Tregarthen had for a second time made
up his mind that he had no more faith OF
affection to bestow upon any member O.
tho human race, and now for the seconc
TIME he found his own belief in himself pu
to confusion. For one thing, he had risket
his life and had very nearly lost it, to saw
the child and though he honestly though
life possession which was Of much NOR
weight than value, the risk endeared tn
boy to him For another thing, the DO
himself was delightful little fellow, flu
OF fearless and affectionate ways, and |
spite OF disappointment and heart-breal
Iregarthen was still young, and the cul
rent In his veins ran warm.