Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-05-20

terrible accident happened and he was
killed. Janet and l do not remember
him. Since then mammal mean my
aunt-and we children lived in this house with
dear. kind, Uncle jeremiah Whether he
knew the truth about us have not been told.
We never had any doubt that she whom we
loved and respected as mother was our real
mother. Then. on the occasion of the terrible
food and the death of Uncle jeremiah, or Just
after, he-I mean our father-reappeared sud
denly, and without having let mamma know
that he was yet alive. He came here in grest
destitution, wanted money and even clothing.
Mamma-you know whom mean, really aunt
she was in great straits what to do. She olo
not venture openly to allow him to appear, ana
she suffered him to visit her secretly through
the lower garden door, and to come to her slt-
ting-room; she gave him money and he went
away. That was how her $3.50 went ABOUT
which you asked SO many questions, and Whicn
she was afraid of your inquiring too mncn
about My father had then assumed the name
of Beaple Yeo. She also allowed him to take
uncle's greatcoat and hat which we're. laid out
in the spare room for distribution. You told
her to dispose of them as she saw fit."
Philip hastily raised his hand.
Mrs. Sidebottom had hit the right nail on the
head in her explanation of that mysterious visit
to his house-and then he had secuted her ex-
PLANTATION. He lowered his hand again, and
Salome, who had supposed that he desired TO
speak, and had stopped, resumed what she was
relating. Mamma heard nothing more OF MIN
after that till yesterday, when he reappeared.
He was, he said, again in trouble, which meant,
this tiWe, that he must leave the country TO
avoid imprisonment. But he was not in a hurry
fO tor hast ho
vigilance of the police was relaxed, nor would
he go in the direction they expected him to
take. He had come, he said, to ascertain Janets
address. He intended, he said to go to her.
My mother refused to give it. l trust she re-
NAMED firm in her refusal, but of that am not
sure. He said that if he had not been married
he would have carried me of with him: 1t
would not be so dull for him if he had daugh-
ter as a companion. Janet knew about him
and her relationship to him. did not. When
he came here first of all. Janet was in my
mothers room, and the matter could not be
concealed from her.
do you mean seriously to tell me that till
yesterday you were ignorant of all thls?"
''Yes"
Ignorant when you married me that your
name was Schotield and not Cusworth?'
"Of course, Philip; of course" She spoke
with leap of surpriIe in her tone and in her
eyes, 1t was a surprise to her that he should
for moment suppose it possible that she was
capable of deceiving him, that he could think
her other than truthful
Then at that first visit you were told moth
ing: only Janet was let into the secret?"
"Yes, dear Philip"
What the giddy, light-hesrted Janet was
made a contidante in matter of such import
ance, and you the clear of intellect, prompt in
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1t is incredible"
"But it is true, Philip"
Thereupon ensued silence.
She looked steadily at him with her frank
eyes.
'Surely, Philip you do not doubt my word.
Mamma only told Janet because the secret
could not be kept from her. At that time my
sister slept in mammals room, and spent the
greater part of the day with her, so that it was
not possible to keep from her the sudden ar
rival of-of him" She shuddered at the
thought of the man who was her father She
put her hands over her face that burnt with an
instantaneous blaze, put withdrew them again
directly, to say yehemently, "But Philip, sure
ly it cannot be. You do not doubt meT' She
looked searchingly at him. "Mer'
He made no reply. His face was set. Not
muscle moved in it.
Phillip she said, with a catch of pain-a
sudden spasm in her heart and throat. Phillip.
the sense of degradation that has come on me
since have known the truth has been almost
more than could bear. Not because of my
self. What God sends me- that shall find the
strength to bear. am nobody, and if find
that am the child Of someone worse than no.
body-I must endure it. What brushes me is
the sense of the shame have brought on you,
Philip. and the sorrow that touch of dishonor