The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1885-04-24

looked plying at them. The forlorr
little creatures, wondering why theil
parent addressed them so kindly, wan
dered aimlessly into the house.
Margaret" repeated Mrs. Morgan
clasping her husband arm.
That's the child. Now, man. well
attend to my errand here" SAID Mr..
Morgan. ''My wife lost a little girl.
She has taken fancy to yours. we
will adopt the child and bring her up
as our own"
"As our own" repeated his wife.
Mr.. Blackman looked puzzled
''Haow hev yer seen Mag?" he
asked, thinking that he would beat
Mag well for not telling of these rich
acquaintance.
"Only going past the window" said
Mrs. Morgan. 81 have smiled to her
and thrown her candies sometimes.
have only spoken to her once. one
| night in the street, and she told me
she would love me and be my little
girl. Oh. | am sure you will give her
10 u.s."
'Glve her!" Blackman repeated,
impudently, realizing the lady was
deeply interested; mo; haint pur-
pared fur that. I've supported her
six year, n I'd oughter get suthin
fur t."
"I'll give you six hundred dollars,
hundred for each year~of her life,'i
said Mr.. Morgan, impatiently, seeing
through the mans low greed, and re-
GREETING he ever saw him. ''She will
have good home. You must, how
ever, make her LEG Tally mine, and sign
papers to that effect, and she must be
brought up in ignorance of her "a
rents and brothers and sisters. These
are the conditions
Blackman was silent, studying how
to get the best of the bargain.
'Where is her mother" said Mrs.
Morgan, anxiously.
TO the mill, he answered; 'sthar
she comes naow." AS he spoke weary, |
faded-looking woman came up the al
ley with the children, Meg shyly peep
ing at the ''bewty Teddy" with big blue
eyes full of love and trust. 1t was
Saturday, and the mills closed early.
Mrs. Morgan repeated the offer to the
mother, and that poor face lighted up.
sob, if she could ~ she cried, ca
gerly; then she grew pale and terror
The evil eyes of the father
were on her. at must be as him sez,'
she said, trembling.
why didn't yer tell me bout this
ere leddyP" said Blackman, clutching
The child's shoulder. Mrs. Morgan
She almost felt Meg was her
own.
81 doan wanter," said Meg without
looking fearlessiy at him.
lie hated her courage and defiance.
''Carnt tell to-day" he said, sui
emily. 1.-The moneys mighty little.
er rech uns is allus trying ter git the
est O. poor man."
Morgan turned away in disgust.
This is Saturday" said he; eve leave
londay. Come to the hotel TO NOR
ow night, and let me know. If you
gree to our terms, bring the child"
Then the strangers went away, and
fter they were gone the alley re-
bundled with the pitiful cries of little
leg, her soft white flesh quivering I'M
er brutal lash.
Sunday evening Mr.. and Mrs. Nor
an waited anxiously for the answer,
silent and stern, she pale and ex- [
tusueu. one hau crled tne llVelOng
ght. A servant showed Blackman
ld his wife IN. They had made some ,
tempt at Sunday attire, and the !
other wore faded plaid shawl over
'r worn delaine dress. Her eyes ]
ere swollen with weeping. They !
ood near the door. abashed and awed Y
the elegance OF the room. /,
wei, SAID Morgan CURLY. "where
the chlldP L toll you | would not 4,
ange my terms. L am not to be
fled with n
"She's 10 home" said Blackman,
urly. [
why Is she not with your" v
wal, thot It over. Sex hun'ed
mooch fur yer ter pay; yer rech. q
II d git the best o me. So L went n
man IN our nelghborhood, n he h
l sex thousand was leetle emo, n l
mt take less n that no how" h
Morgan breathed hard and fast. b.
was tempted to kick the man down h
STAIRS W
we could pay the six thousand" d
ed Mrs. Morgan. .kichard, We will.
child