Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-07-28

closing 1t, the fiy-leaf fell to the ground and
fiuttered to Mr.. Bruee's feet He picked it up
and was about 70 hand It to me, when he sud
denly exclaimed with some excitement:
This is extraordinary! Did you not notice
thisr'
On the fy-leaf was written in a straight, stiff
handwriting. "Dairympie Bruce, his book,
We looked at it together in silence for about
q minute. Mr.. Bruce spoke first
"Wko was your Mrs. Crumpf DO you know
her maiden manner"
II know nothing about her-except that she
once told me she was in service at Chicksands
"in what part of Bedfordshire is Chicksands
Priory9'
the place is confined to Aspley Guise and Wo-
burn, and it certainly is not in that neighbor-
hood"
"Do you mind my keeping this2 must see
Mrs Crump in the morning, and you had bet
ter perhaps come with me- Come to my cham
bers about II, and we will 60 together"
willingly agreed to be with him at the hour
named; aud the next day, accordingly, we in
well enough to be up, though not to be about
Poor old womani she was quite frightened at
Mr.. Bruce's somewhat professional method Of
eross-examination; he, hSweyer an encised S tne
lock; her father had been laoorer IN Lord
Ongiey's employ at Warden, in Bedford
shire. Her mothers maiden name she did
dead. They had both died while In service at
Chicksands Priory, and were both buried at
Warden. She was the only child, and on her
parents decease she had sold the few things
they possessed except two or three books
which she had played with as child and did
not like to part with. There was no family
Bible among them. There was an old alma
nae. There they were on the drawers. and we
were quite welcome to look at them, or, for
that matter. to take them away. The almanac
WAS m hoi her box % Her box was under the bed
and If we very particularly wanted to see the
almanac, she would get it for us.
We did want to see that almanac very partic-
her chair while pulled the box out from under
the bed, and dragged it up in front of her. She
opened il, revealing strange Heterogeneous col
location of articles, whence derived or where
fore treasured only Mrs. Crump-and possibly
not even she-could have explained. All three
of us-even the dignired Mr.. Bruce, too
united in ransacking that veteran receptacle.
1t seemed as if there was no end of things,
except the one thing that we wanted. began
to fear that the almanac had gone to the limbo
of a.manacs, and that we were destined to an
other and final disappointment. 1 took up an
aged pair of stays to look underneath them,
and dingy pamphlet dropped out Of them I
caught up the pamphlet and examined it; it
bling fingers turned to the date of the mar
riage: Opposite it, in faded ink were written
the words, This daye was united TO my be-
loved Tryphenia-Dalrymple Bruce" turned
to the cover; there was pocket in it: in the
pocket was a folded document. l drew it out
and unfolded it-and there at last, was the
ng-sought marriage certificate that estab-
lished the Dunedin peeragei
There is not much more to my story. Mrs.
Crump-otherwise Lieutenant Louisa-got we'll
and passed the rest of her days IN peace and
plenty. My aunt. who is still living, made over
TO me half her property, with a reversionary in
terest in the remainder of it. had a private
interview with Mr.: Bruce: and he is now my
father-in-law; and Mary and are as happy as q
wife and husband can ever expect to-be.
(THE END.(