The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1886-11-05
TRUE AS STEEL.

The evening meal was Just over at
Farmer Bottoms; the big red fire was
raked into a rud lier blaze, and the can
dies were lighted.
Mrs. Bolton was busy at her house
hol labors and her husband, ABSORBED
in the columns the city paper that
some kindly uyighbor had brought In,
was 90 busy 10 heed the shouts OF the
children at their play in the big unfur-
n.shed paUlOr beyond.
Suddenly the farmer laid down his
paper, and pushed the steel spec acles up .
on his forehead.
E. Ursula, said he how would you
like TO lose Kitten?"
" Lose Kitten r'
The good woman dropped into the
dish-pan the blue plate she was
washing.
&" It's ten years since we found her on
our doorstep on a March mornin'," re-
sumed the farmer, " and she's growed
up as straight and beautiful as one of
your white lilies. I've always wondered
none OF her folks didn't come for'ard to
claim her, but they never did 1t
would be very hard to part with her
now"
I'd cen Almost as soon part with our
Robin" said the wife But what
put that in your head Just now, A aph?'
Mr.. Bolton adjusted his spect aclea,
sought out the corner Of the paper lie
had last been reading, and slowly spelled
OUT Jhe lOlLOWinS Paragraph
INFORMATION WANTED of child
named Kitty ByingtOn, blue-eyed, with
brown hair and fair complexion. Sup
posed T. have yeen stolen OF kidnJ pped
in the moth OF March, IS. The above
mentioned may be identified by a mole
. o. the LIT elbow, and a creScent-Bhaped
. scar on the left hand. When abducted
she wore a white dress, trimmed with
embroidery, and a coral necklace and
armIejs. Any information on the sub
iect, addressed to b B, No. -,
- rect, viii be thankfully received
by her uncle.
" That X ten, sure enough y eiacu-
lated Mrs Bolt. n. .' But size hal TO
corals on. and the embroidery had ali
been tore off her dress.
Likely the rascals did that that
stole her away. Anyhow, it must be our
Kitten But why didn't they advertise
for her beiOreY
Mrs Bolton shook her head.
I'm sure 1 don't K aOw. What do
you s'pose we ought to do. husbsndf"
Farmer Bolton rose and opened the
door, calling:
" Kitten-Robtn-youv played long
enough; come in, now.
Robert Bol on, a handsome bright-eyed
boy Of thirteen, bounded IN, followed BY
q pretty child of eleven.
Come here. XII ten" said the farmer,
for the fret time the whole story Of her
life.
"And now, Kitten" said the old
farmer when he had finished the talc,
ring me the ink-bottle and a fresh
Quill and a sheet of blue-lined paprr.'
Father, what are YOU go ng to dor
Tin going to write your folks,
child l amt no right TO keep their
treasure back from en-, though it
should break my old heart to part with
the it le one have learned 10 love 50
dearly"
"Iwon't go to them won't won't f!
I won't!
Kitten r demonstrated the good far
mers wife.
- love you p reclaimed the child. II
will stay with you. TN going to be
Robins little wife, and 1 won't leave
him"
, g But if It is right that you should go.
Kitten"
- don't care-I don't care. l will
stay with Ou allI
When Kitten was fast asleep in led,
with the tears yet glist tenin8 on her eye
lashe-, and one hand-the crescent
. shaped scar ou lined upon Tying on
the coverIet, Farmer Bolton got ou- the
ink-bott.e. anu the fresh gull, and a
sheet OF blue paper, and wrote the 1T
er to B B. No. - street.
For it's our duty. any way you can
fix it, said The farmer.
BY the very next train. after the epis-
tie had reached the far-otf city, a
tal. gentleman came down 10 Bottom
arm TO claim his little treasure.
p Il have passed nearly ali my life
abroad " ne said, 81 and il no. until
nv return home, a Few months since,
Iuat / learnel by some accident tina, a
clue still might De gained % The whore
GUouls OF MY orphan niece. had hit {
- hone, of ever seeing her again, when
uaertrd that advertiselue enL, and you car
fancy my delight wuen your letter
reached me l am alone in the world
and people call me ricn; now, indeed,
u feel that 1 am so in very truth"
" as she was called by her farmhouse
le frienGs-stead1astly refused 10 accom-
uany her uncle TO his homo.
/ love my father and mother better
~ than l do you she persisted, q and
hs e promised to be Robins ht,l'
10 wife"
" But the persuasions Of her friends a.
length succeeded in overcoming her ob
ts iections, and Kitten was taken away.
you'll forget US all wnen you are
fne lady, Kitten, said Robert, as h
kissed her goodbye.
= nevel-never will forget you
Robin" sobbeI the girl. u I'll be you
vile lust the same. See II I'm not"
And these were Kittens last words
r.. You must forget EN-, my boy" sal,
J., the farmer alISL "aLS9i "hen hooeT
~ Boil on referred TO them. She'll b
richer and grander than ever yoI ca
l. ...s q. , oui II ISM ID. i-.-.t.t -.....
ware and fine porcelain should mate 10
Ce her
i bert Bolton was only a boy. but h,
never forgot Kittens last words.
"I with you could make up your minC
to like him. Katherine. Heis one of Tn,
finest young men / know"
i do like lin, uncle, said Kilt,
Byingtcn
Then, my dear: Why do you trea.