Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-10-18

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 "If he really is my husband, and your ! father, make up your mind, my boy, 1 that he will never cross my path again without acknowledging both of us" 1 CHAPTER TX. 1 It was several weeks before either Eugene or his mother took any steps to learn any particulars of the man who bore such . strange resemblance to Alphonse Breezy.
 Eugene had opened a grocery in Har- lem, and one day while in drug store he was looking over the directory, without any special object other than to pass the time while the clerk filled a prescription for his mother. When he turned to the ''E's" the. thought flashed through his mind to look for MT. Emerick's address. He found it, and, taking a notebook from his pocket, he entered both the residence address and that of the office.
 The first time he was downtown he sought out the place on Pearl street and entering the office he inquired of one of the clerks if Mir. Emerick was in. Had MT. Emerick been there Eugene would hardly have known how to act, but he had good reason to believe that the gen. i in foreign land; so he took the risk in order to get look round the office and try to learn something of his where abouts.
 It chanced that the clerk to whom Eugene addressed his inquiry was Gooch, and it also happened that Mr. Bellew had forgotten to tell that indi- vidual not to inform any one whore MT. Emerick had gone. Consequently when Eugene asked: ''Is MT. Emericl in?'' Gooch replied: ''No, sir. he is not He is at Buenos Ayres by this time"
 'How soon will he return?" asked Eugene.
 'It may be next month, may be next year and may be never" was the reply.
 'Poor chance of seeing this father of mine," thought Eugene.
 Then, after moments pause, ho turned to the clerk and merely said: 'Thank you, good-day," and turned on his heel.
 The door of the office was fitted with patent air spring and as the door was closing quietly Eugene heard voice call out inside:
 ''Gooch, you fool, why did you tell that fellow that Mir. Emerick was in Buenos Ayres2"
 The closing of she door shut of the reply, but the remark set Eugene to wondering, and when he reached home he told his mother what he had heard. Eugene" said his mother, "I am as sure as am living that the man who . went aboard that steamer is your father and if had the money to do it would , follow him to Buenos Ayres or any other place until I forced him to ac , knowledge us."
 , "The only thing that we can do, ' mother, is to wait until we can make enough money to afford to travel so far
 In the meantime he may come back tc ) New York; know where his rooms arc , and am going to keep sharp lookou ) for him. But" continued Eugene after = a pause: "He may neUer como back ? That is what the clerk said" . ''Then all we can do is to wait ant l hope that he will come across our path, = said his mother.
 improved Mrs. Bregy's appearance 3 and in her new clothes she looked yer, n different from the poor castaway wh, used to sell the evening papers at tn Brooklyn ferries.
 r Eugene's business prospered. He wa e making money in his store and by tn I end of December he had bought him l self horse and wagon. This brough @ him still more trade and consequentl } he found his mothers assistance 0 3 great value to him. He hired boy bu @ usually delivered the groceries himself t for he found it such hard task to get Il boy whom he could trust to collec y small accounts that this plan was quit y necessary.
 One day, shortly after New Years, Er y gene had gone out on a rather lon
 round with big load and did not retur r by the time his mother expected hin J. She was 0 nervous woman and his pro $ longed absence made her anxiou: b Every now and again she would go t 0 the door and peer up and down tn l, street to see if he was coming; but nC n he came not. She endeavored to quie J. herself by thinking of the heavy loa + he had and supposed that he was d. a layed delivering it, but when evenin
 came and it commenced to get dark sh tt was undisguisedly alarmed and openl .s expressed her fears that some harm ha
 happened to him.
 IS Some of the people from the neigI y borhood would drop in to make pu
 chases, yet somehow she could get I
 one to sympathize with her; everybod
 had suggestion or theory to advanc
 but nobody believed any harm had hal
 pened Eugene. One old woman WI
 came Tn said: "Mebbe he's orf on
 bust"
 To this remark Mrs. Bregy gave sue
 an indignant denial that a noisy wa
 fare of words at once ensued in whic
 Mrs. Bregy came out second best H,
 combatant was evidently more exper enced in this kind of skirmishing ar maintained an even temper while u
 French woman lost hers altogether.
 This virago had not been gone fro
 the store many minutes when a respec
 able Irish woman cnmA in tn malSa d fa