Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1888-06-25
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Moore, and made note OF the address
in his pocketbook.
There 10 something familiar In that
child's face" he said to his com panion
as they passed on. "Sybil 10 one of
our family names. l wonder II there
is anything In IL"
81 noticed a resemblance. too. To
some one" said the younger man
1--WE will call on her family later and
find some clew to the mystery"
In the meantime Sybii had returned
home well pleased with her first days
experience in selling flowers. Her
invalid father was asleep when she
came in. but the mother, who knew
how slender their store of saving had
become, was glad of the little money
the sale OF the flowers had brought.
She had many doubts about letting
her little daughter sell flowers In the
streets, but Sybil was 90 anxious to do
something TO help along that she had
reluctantly consented at last.
They were in the midst OF CONVEX
sation about the incidents of the day
when rap interrupted them. SybIl
was confronted when she opened the
door by the two gentlemen who had
purchased her stock IN the morning.
us your mother In, little oneP"
asked the captain, and when Mrs.
Moore stepped forward. they stood for
some minutes regarding each other
steadily.
The captain was the first to speak.
"Alicel Don't you know me7"
His voice told her that her surmise
was true.
"GiIbertl my brotberl Thank God
for this dayl The sea has rendered
up its dead"
Even in the great joy which had
come to her the first thought of her
heart was one of intense thankfulness
to her Creator. Tears also welled
from their crystal founts as she listened
to the beloved voice, bringing back
the happy memories of her sunny
childhood.
| Sybil stood like one in a dreaml
Could 1t be the Uncle Gilbert of
whom she had heard her mother talk
so often, but whom all thought sleep-
1 So eA oSOoh kihNcG
| She was not long LEFT in doubt, for
she was caught up In his strong arms
and kissed as though she had been
baby instead OF a well-grown girl OF
fourteen.
Uncle Gilbert had hungered too
long Tor the touch OF kindred hand
to stand upon ceremony. At last he
released her; and as she stood crimson
with bushes, yet besmlng with Joy,
he put out hand and drew Roland
forward.
Here's cousin TOR you, my little
Sybil, though not blood relation. l
picked him up when a little shaver.
and we've held company ever since
Bad day for you, ehl' tarninn TO the
young man. "Nose out of iointP
Never mind. You'll have share of
old uncle's money"
The boy answered proudly.
| II am nearly of age, Uncle Gilbert.
and O man can take care of himself
Give all to Miss Sybil."
| That's right, youngster; | like your
Esprit. It's good TO have head-pIece
capshle of steering your own ship, and
III allow you have one. Still, it's good
TO have port to anchor in, too
What says my niece? There's
Ien0ugh for you both"
But Sybil was mute. She could not
have spoken word to save her lite
for Roland's bright eyes were fixed
upon her with an expression that made
her face tiutter like a frightened bird
"But Gilbert, you have not seen my
husband. Come, it win do him good
to see your cheerful face"
so they went together to his bedside.
and the warm hearted captains
sympathy found vent in devising plans
for the invalid's benefit, change of
air and scene being among the first
suggestions.
For I'm a rich man, Alice" he
said, without wife or child, and Pm
going TO adopt your family. 1t was
that pretty face of yours, little Sybil,
that led your old uncle here"
"How, Uncle GilbertY" she whis.
pered shyly, stealing hand in one of
his.
Captain Tracy opened a locket
attached to his watchchain. 1t cen
tanned miniature in ivory of an ex
quisite, flower like face, as like 10
Sybil as though it had been painted
for her.
"by the guidance of One who rules
all, /" said he revetently, 'this picture
and Roland's notice OF your singular
resemblance to it told me story of
hope once more and led me here.
Roland knew that had Lost sight of
my only sister during the long inter
val that elapsed after | was shin.
wrecked, before l was able TO send
WORD home. He knew also that when
4 last saw her she looked as though
this portrait might have been taken Tor
twin sister, instead OF her mother
And ever since we came into port we
have been on the lookout for a clew.
Thanks TO ltoand's young eyes, we
have found it"
1t was happy family that gathered
IN the modest dwelling that evening,
and 1t was only the prelude to the iu.
lture.
Captain Tracy carried out his in
tenilons toward the invalid, and under
the Influence of such hearty kindness
he recovered, and was able once more
TO attend to business.
In few years time there was a
lqulet wedding in the family. Uncle
Gil6erts Two pets-Sybil and Roland
from their first meeting, had COM
menced to con that "old, old story"
which is still so magically new to
every student Of its lore; and like all
Others of loves votaries, they found
their dearest JOY in each others pres