The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1890-03-01

your name. Do you remember many
years ago coming into the study OF
clergyman in Oxfordshire and telling
him that you were going to leave En-
gland forever?'
He bowed his head. ... !
sAnd do you remember a little boy
who sat upon the hearthrug writing
with pencil?"
81 do" he said.
tsSir, am that boy, and my name is
Allan Quatermain. Those children who
lay sick are all dead, their mother is
dead, and my father, your old friend, is
dead also. Like you, he emigrated, and
last year he died in the Cape. But this
is not all the story. After my advent
ures I, one Kafir and a little girl, lay
senseless and dying in the bad lands
where we had wandered for days with
out water, and there we should have
persisted but your daughter, Miss"
sCall her Stella he broke in, hastily.
ssI can not, bear to hear that name
have forsworn it,
'tMiss Stella found us by chance and
saved our lives"
''By chance, did you say, Allan Qua
termain?' he answered. 'sThere is lit
tie chance in this; such chances spring
from another will than ours. Welcome,
Allan, son of my old friend. Here we
live as it were in hermitage, with nature
for our only friend, but such as we have
is yours, and for as long as you will
take it. But you must be starving, talk
toll To &c
Tomorrow we will talk"
To tell the truth I can recall very lit
tie more of the events of that evening.
A kind of dizzy WEAKNESS overmastered
me. I remember sitting at table next
to Stella, and eating heartily, and then
remember nothing more.
! awoke to find myself lying on COM
Portable bed in hut built and fashioned
on the same model as the center one.
When was wondering what time it was,
a native came bringing some clean
clothes Oh his arm, and, luxury Of lux
uries, produced a bath followed from
wood. .-
1 rose, feeling very different man,
my strength had come back again to me;
I dressed, and following covered pas
sage found myself in the center hut.
Here the table was set for breakfast
with all manner of good things, such as
I had not seen for many month, which
contemplated with healthy satisfac-
tion. Presently looked up, and there
before nae was more delightful sight,
for standing in one of the doorways
which led to the sleeping huts was
Stella, leading little Tota by the hand
She was very simply dressed in loose
blue dress, with wide collar, and Cir
died in at the waist by little leather
belt. In the bosom of her robe was a
bunch Of orange blooms, and her rip
pling hair was tied in single knot be-
hind her shapely head. She greeted me
with smile, asking mo how / had slept,
and then held Tota up me to kiss
Under her loving care the child had
been quite transformed. S was neatly
dressed in q garment of ths same blue
stuff that Stella wore, her fir hair was
brushed; indeed, had it not been for the
sunblisters on her face and hands one
would scarcely have believed that this
was the same child whom Indaba- zimbi
es1Ao he9sA SaA az SCA 1OE uOuT. dlL0T nOur
through the burning, waterless desert.
'Wemust breakfast alone, Mr.. Allan, y,
she said; my father is so upset by your
arrival that he will not get up yet Oh,
you can not tell how thankful / am that
you have come. have been 50 anxious
about him Of late. He grows weaker
and weaker; 1t seems to me as though
the strength were ebbing away from
him. Now he scarcely leaves the kraal;
have to manage every thing about the
farm, and he does nothing but5read and
think. = sS8 n q i. y
IS just then Hendrika entered, bearing q
jug Of coffee ia one hand and 81 milk
IL the other, which she sat down under
the table, casting 9 look Of little love at
me as she did So .,. .s .S.s 5
Il BE careful, Hendrika; you are spill
ing the coffee, 3 said stella. e ont YOU
wonder how we como to have coffee
here, Mr.. Allan? III viii tell YOU No.
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