The Press., 1885-01-22

he did 1t, sir, an 6ourted t'other one ri yht afore her face and eyes, till she went mad, crazy as loon. An six weeks arter her baby was born, they shut her in an iron cage at the top of the house, an she new CT left it, till she was brung down in her coffin."
 s'And what became of the child?" asked MT. Armitage.
 ssWall, thet child is alive to-day, sum- where, haint no 1oubt Tho jest whare, I aint prepared to say You see, es long es Cook lived, she was all right, fer heset store enough by the young one. But it war'nt moren month arter he married the Van Dorn before he fell from build in an was killed. Of course, thet broke lem up.l Nobody seemed to take. much notis of 'em, and arter awhile the old wo- man died, and Cooks wife married agin, and went off dowr. Saratoga way, takin' the little one with hes
 'fHave you any reason to think they are there now ?n asked Philip.
 ''Wall, I can't rightly say they air, fer I aint sure. I'd Render lost sight on 'em, ye see, but mebbe cud git on track on 'em agin, eff 1t was enny object, replied Dunlap.
 '.Mr. Dunlap, when you bring us face with Richard Brooks grand-daughter, l pledge myself that you shsll receive one hundred dollars. Is that sufficiently an object ?" asked Mr. Armitage, earnestly.
 "Thet's harnsome, square,-an' l shouldn't wonder eff got her here inside O twenty-four hours, ef she's within fifty mile, an I guess she is, ," said Dunlap, brlskly, as he hastily prepared to leave.
 After Dunlap left the office the two law yers busted themselves for few moments, comparing the notes which they had taken ofsthe narrative, to which they had just listened. Shortly Philip asked-"What is your opinion of this, Father ?"
 That if Danlaps account Is worth any thing, it is worth everything. But in law, as in everything else, there are two sides to story. I think we can do no better than to give the man reasonable time to eafn his hundred dollars" said MT. Arnitage
 When Dunlap promised to bring the missing heiress to the office of Armitage $ Son, he was perfectly honest in his inten- tions, for he fully believed he was able to do so. Only the day before he had met and recognized the woman, Gittie, on the street, accompanied by girl whom Drn- lap believed to be the one designated in the advertisement of Armitage X O., and on leaving the lawyers office he immedl- ately proceeded to the place where he had seen Gittie and the girl enter. Pausing before the dilapidatsd doorway, he gave a smart rap, which set the panels shaking, and brought to his ears smothered curse, as shuff1lng footsteps approached and a blear eyed old creature opened the door, saying, harshly, ''who be ye? and what do ye want here?"
 "Open the door, Mag, You've no call to shet me out, hev ye?" said Dunlap, fa- miliarly.
 ye fer 8 cop, bad luck te 'em, said the woman, as Dunlap followed her through q narrow passage, into filthy apartment the woman Gittie, while the girl lay asleep upon pile of rags, in one corner of the room. She was but wreck of the Ger trude Van Dorn which he had known at Brook House,-the dissolute life which she had led, having left its impress upon her face. Dunlap approached her exclalm- ing cordially.
 "How dye do, Gitty How has the world used you lately?"
 ''Bad enough, Sim" replied the wom- an bitterly. Couldn't well ha' been worse to have brought me here." ....
 ''Ded broke air ye? That's bad. But whare do ye live when yo're to hum? Ye keep the little gal yet, see."
 ''Yes, but she's no good, don't earn her salt. It was a black day for me, when I I lost 'tother one I'd like to set eyes on her just once more. I'd fix her. Bah but I hate her, worse than ever did hsr una- tic of mother,'' replied the woman vim dictively.
 "What air ye talkin' about? Whose gal Is that air ?" asked Dunlap eagerly pointing to the sleeping girl.
 ''Mine sir, there's no one else has any claim on the miserable little baggage, as I know of" replied the woman with hard laugh.
 ''And where is Mss Marian's child ?'' asked Dunlap quickly.
 'I don't know Sim, wish did, but I tell ye I lost her. An though I always hated her worse than poison, I'd like to git hold of her agin, for she could earn more Tn an hour singing, than Kate can in week, try as hard as she may. Singing came natural to Georgia, while Kate here can't raise the first note."
 "Where did you lose her, and when ?" asked Dunlap 1mpatiently.
 ''I don't just remember. It might have been in Troy, or New York. To tell the truth, they shut me behind the grates awhile, and when got out, Georgia was gone. That was as much as ten years ago, and I've never seen her sincs, though I've searched high and low, i" replied Gitty.
 'Ten years repeated Dunlap musing ly. I declare, but I'm downright disap- pointed. I was jest es sure of that hun dred dollars, es was of my supper. An it's gone slick and clean, unless kin find Miss Marian's daughter"
 "What do you mean Sim Dunlap How was you agoing to get a hundred dollars, out of Georgia? !? Praps I can help you yet" said the woman quickly.
 'No you can't, unless you kin tell me where to find her. She's wanted by the lawyers; fer they've found orts she's got a lot of money over in England, sumwhere," replied Sim ineredulously.
 "Have these lawyers ever seen her p asked Gittie.
 ''No guess not. You see they adver- tised for her, and told em you'd got her. Sposed she was the one." -
 "Wel what flinders her from b.ing the one now. Mebbe was lyin awhile ago, snd that's Georgia after all." said the woman with hard laugh
 Dunlap looked up in surprise, saying cautiously.
 Eff it wus so, I'd be willin' to give ye suthin' to prove it. But ye cud'nt do it, cud ye 9
 'Why not 1? Nobody knows anything n hnvak l>,.