Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1889-07-27
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on oue sisis. can give yoa ssGy pEo4
Th- next day he cAili u1s bruagh1eo ClAR
han snd left Il Cirsncs villa b. . eaEk
from Mr.. DoLts ONCE H ~ poorly
dressed but Handsome ltfls ID. lively -
spirited. He was ncs q al shy md adGiEe1sd
himself freely 10 tbs pug and parrot IL
pipinx treble soice and shriil. ehildnh lanshAR
touched the maternal chord N Doroshys
beart She sept little sadly thas day vhns
her ewes followed the child He sexoksd hR
velvet gown and fingered h1 rings Wills -
sat upon her knee chatting about TIE things
around him
What Is your nameE' questioned the iAdy.
Harry answered the boy readily. But
nothing more could b ellcirsd iron HIM h
dill not seem to pndeEstand that Be could have
. second mama He ~. but . baby boy.
scarcely s.
In the afternoon Mn Dobhs autographed 10
her husband that he must make arrange
msnts for her to keep The child . day or two.
II would not be necessary to send any one 70
fetch him that evening Ths day passsd
quickly, with little feet pattering beside her.
exploring the wonders Of garden and green
houses. Toward O'Clock An Dobhs began
to look anxiously for her spOuses return
She had quite decided that she would keep
tie child, but still there were questions to b
asked-preliminaries 70 be settled Ihe boy
must be hers entirely. None must ever claim
him. or interfere with his welfare Mr..
Dobbs came leisurely up the garden at his
usual hour, carrying his 6sh bag. His sfolid
face changed little when be looked through
the window and saw the child on his wifes
knee.
He is a pretty boy. Dorothy" be aid,
neryously, when he came near.
"A darling little boy; mean to keep him.
JOSIAH she said, gently disengaging the
chubby hands from her chain win you
stay with me, HarryP
The child laughed gieefully, tossing back
his curls
"Stay with 90: pity. pity flowers" he
cried, clapping his banda
Tell me all you know about him, Josiah.
What is his parentage. and will his nearest
relatives surrender all claim upon himp
josiah shifted un.asily on bis seat. He
had the appearance Of = man oppressed with
guilt
He is an orphan" said be, looking specu-
latively at his own broad toes
so much the better for me-" said Mrs
Dotbs. "But I will not have any distant
relatives hanging about He must belong
exclusively to me-
Mr.. Dobbs drew nearer to his wife.
Dorothy, he ought to belong to you il to
any one"
The lady put down the child from her
knee His large blue eyes gazed in wonder at
this sudden rejection.
aWhat is the boys namcf' said Mrs. Dobbs,
breathlessly.
'IIenry," lie rejoined slowly.
~B4; Henry what' she asked, more sharply.
"Henry Morrison. He is your sisters child,
a friendless orphan now. God help him II
you don't"
Mrs. Dobbs fell back on the sofa cushion,
and covered her face with her hands The
tears were falling through them when little
fingers essayed to move TEEN
HAS 90 been naughty Don't KY"
Perhaps the lady was very conscious Of her
own naughtiness, for she cried still more at
this appeal, drawing the child into her en-
brace. There was never any more doubt
about the adoption. Henry Morrison calls Mrx
Dobbs mother to this day. and Josiah is .
little less generous toward ssylums and hos
pitfalls. There will 10 a very pretty penny by
and by for his adopted son.-Argosy.