The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1891-08-12

diamonds, and suspended on chain OF rare
value. 1t was indeed beautiful girlish face
which looked out at Isabel as she touched
the spring reverently; the other face was,
as Mrs. Harmon had sand, one OF great
force and character, and she could see her
oyn resemblance to it as she looked at IL
long and earnestly.
This is indeed revelation, Aunt Deooy,"
she said. pressing the pictured face to her
Ii $, land YOU were wise that you dlc not
tell me before, for it would have made the
unhappy phases of my lot doubly unhappy
+ I hal known they were not my birth
RIGHT, and still have been powerless to rem
edv thc wrong, but now am sure Mr.. Fal-
coner will never rest until he has found out
all there IS 70 know about my family"
sYou see now, my dear Isabel said Mrs.
Harmon. that it is not right lot me 70 ac'
cep, this assistance from you, now that you
know the facts
II only see that am the more indebted
to you, since there IS not even the s!Shl
ties of blood which l supposed to Dlnd me
toyou.'
but loved you, child, and so much that
did not call you by your own name lear,
ing that you would not love me as wen IL
YOU did not believe yourself to be my KIM
dred y said Mrs. Harmon. 81 fear have
been TOO selfish in my love, and ought to
have Drought you up as Isabel Carrlngton.'
.And don't love you, toos' cried lsaoel,
impulsively, ignoring Mrs. Harmon's sell
reproach; s'and yet you refuse me the
small pleasure of making you comfortable
after the long, weary years OF trouble you
have endured; but I shall not listen TO your
ob,ections" and she shook her head will
fully. las you will find out when untold
nv plans, since you object to planning :for
me.n
Itwas very pleasant to the widow to have
n stronger will to plan and think for her,
and she submitted with gentle remon-
strances, while Isabel made the purchase
Of a larger and more convenient house. re-
furnishing and stocking it with necessities
to last for months, and purchased new
wardrobes entire for the children, who
looked upon her as if she was a veritaole
fairy godmother, and, lastly, bought new
sewing machine, with every modern I'M
provement, to take the place OF the NOISY,
heavy-running, old ''rattie-te-bang," as one
of the children irreverently named the
worn out machine, which had so long done
its unwilling duty in earning the family
living.
Il think you can do good deal OF the en-
broidered fancy work which is so fashiona-
BILE now" said Isabel, as she looked at the
embroidery attachment to the machine.
Its nothing but pleasure to turn this
beautiful thing" said Mrs. Harmon, de-
lightedly, as she made the wheels spin
around, ''and I have regular customers
enough to keep me in steady work"
Isabel had placed sum in the bank also'
which, with the insurance, when 1t came,
would cause the widows bank book to pre-
sent quite respectable appearance, though
this Mrs Harmon did not discover until
after Isabel had gone, and she found the
certificate Of deposit in an envelope under
her pillow.
Isabel paid a reverent visit to the graves
of her fair young mother and OF faithful.
Chloe, and with her own hands cleared
away the weeds and planted white rose
on each suuken mound. A plain monu
ment, bearing the words ''My Mother
with the name and date, and a plain slab
for Chloes grave was her next labor OF
love, and she could not help hoping that by
some Of the strange happenings which so
often occur in life some of the Carringtons
might chance to find the stone, and by II
know that the Iong-lost daughter OF their
house was living and had placed 1t there.
ssDear! dear! is it possible that you and
Harvey have parted so soon:" SAID Mrs.
Stanford, facetiously, as Isabel landed al
her door tired and dusty with travel.
"Yes, indeed we had few words and
parted.'' replied Isabel, laughingly, keep
ing up the illusion, and then she explained
the circumstances which had led to her ap-
pearance in New York alone.
A few hours later they were sitting IN
Mrs. Stanford's own room beside an open
CRATE; it was late September, and Isabel
had told her the story Of her birth, and
Mrs Stanford had received it as very
pleasant revelation, doing away with the
shop girl side of the story completely.
ssReally quite romance" she said, ap-
provingly, 'and, of course, Harvey will
spare no pans to find out if the Caring
tons are yet living
81 presume so.'' replied Isabel, absently.
"I am so anxious to know if my father is
living, though it hardly seems probable" "
The very possibility thrilled her through
and through.
What a mercy that Mrs. Harmon con
trived to keep the locket for you," sale
Mrs. Stanford, turning the precious relic
over carefully with critical eyes; dia
mond lockct was very gratifying proof O.:
the probable standing OF lsabels family
and she appreciated 1t accordingly. III
will be so necessary for you to have some
thing with which to prove your identity, II
you do find them"
"And so YOU met Mrs -Ionteith in Phila.
| doubtless thought she was showing me a
favor in crushing you"
Mrs. Stanford forgot that Mrs. Monteith
| had but shown the same spirit she had her
self cherished
s.Really, must contrive to let her heal
this delightfully."- romantic story OF yours
Mrs. Stanford looked at it in mercenar,
and social light only, while Isabel's heart
was full of the sweet, strange Joy OF having
found out the lonS-sought knowledge OF
her parentage, and she changed the subject
bv telling her sister-in-law her plan IN re
gard to Lottte Ford. The lady was in
facetious humor, and cried, gayly: 81 shall
expect to hear next that you and Harvey
have started an orphan asylum, or at the
least an invalid's retreat" and she laughed
heartily at the brllliancy of her idea. but
really, joking aside" she added, more serl
ously, sit will be nice for Oracle II the Cir
IS intelligent and refined, and of course you
would not think of the thing otherwise"
ssMy dear sister, if you could only recover
from the idea that a person is necessarily y
vulgar and i'll bred simply because she Is
poor" said Isabel, with deprecatlne
smile.
X
ssOh, mother, if you only knew how harc
it is for me to lie here and see you doing 81
much for me-" The speaker was Lottie
Ford; she lay upon the lounge, in the one
room which answered for sitting-room, din
ing-room and parlor, and watched the
patent mother as she polished the bosom OF
fine shirt she was ironing, for Mrs. Foro
was obliged to do q great deal Of fne laun