Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-02-07

Il will tell him" said the lady, IS
she was about TO close the door.
Hold! There is n question more.
What has become of Alexander's sister
Annai'
Il don't know much about her, was
the rather disdainful reply; but
think she married a clerk OF some such
person. His name is Lowe, and he
lives in Norton street Is that air
That is all"
The old man turned his steps oward
the street indicated with many fore
bodings lest his second visit might be
as unwelcome as the first.
Charles" said Ms. Beaumont as
she closed the door, IF that old man
comes again be sure and not forget to
tell him | am not at home"
Norton street was not a fashionable
street nor was the two story dwelling
occupied by William Lowe either hand
some or costly. 1t was marked, how
ever, by an air of neatness which in
dicated that its tenants were not re
CARELESS of outward appearance.
We will take the liberty Of introduce
ing the reader 70 a little sitting room,
where Mrs. Lowe and her three chill
dren were seated. The furniture,
though of a kind that would hardly be
selected for a drawing room, had a
comfortable, homelike appearance,
which amply satisfied the desire Of those
who derived their happiness from a
sl- -. .-,~,H1a f,raa Fhnn ont
side show. Mrs. Lowe was engaged in
an employment which is tabooed in all
fashionable society-that is, darning
stockings.
Emma. a girl of 10, was brushing the
hearth. which the ashes from the crate,
in which a blazing fire was now burn
ing, had somewhat disordened, while
Mary, who was two years younger, was
reading. Charley. a little rogue of 5,
who had a smiling face which could
not help looking roguish, was stroking
the cat the wrong way, much TO the
disturbance Of poor tabby, who had
quietly settled herself down to pleasant
dreams on the hearthrug.
All at once a loud knock was heard
at the door.
Emma" said the mother, you
may go TO the door and see who it is,
and invite the person in, for it is a cold
day
Emma Immediately obeyed the moth
er's directions.
'Is Ms. Lowe at homer inquired
Henry Beaumont, for it wa he.
"Yes. sir" said Emma; please walk
in and you may see her"
She ushered the old man into the
comfortable sitting room, where Mr.
Lowe rose to receive him.
81 believe" he said, I'm not mis-
taken in thinking that your name be
fore marriage was Anna Beaumont
'You are right, sir; that was my
name"
"And have you no recollection Of an
uncle that wandered away from hom'
and friends. and from whom no tidingi
have come for many a long Year,
, Eyes, sir. | remember him well-ml
uncle Henry-and | have many time
wished | could real something from
him Can you give me any informa
: tionF
: Il cantor l am he"
You my uncler' said Mrs. Lowe, il
surprise; then you are indeed welcome
Emma. bring your uncle the armchair
and place it close to the fire; and
? Mary, bring your father's slippers. for
am sure your dear uncle must long {
p get of those heavy boots. And now
uncle. when you are quite rested,
b. must demand a recital Of your adven'
ures."
I But your brother Alexander il
q terrupted Mr.. Beaumont; ''let me fir
inquire about him. He lives in tow
p now, does he notf'
a light cloud came over Mrs. Lowe
L face.
= Yes" she said, ''he does live
I town; yet, strange as il may appear,
Z seldom or never see him. He has su
Is ceeded well, and is wealthy. But ev
I since he married a wife with a sms
I property and greater pride lac has Ike
aloof from Us. | do not blame him
much as his wife, who is said 10 ha.
great influence over him. / have CALI
n once, but she treated me so coldly tn
l have not felt a disposition TO
new my visit"
n 81 a easily believe it for /, to
have been repulsed."
We 'eYou repulsedl Did you give 20
"a name. and inform her Of your relati
to her husbandf
n Il did; but she did not invite me
ma enter, and she wa evidently impatie
cd for me 70 be gone. I took the hiI
inn and here / am.
sat least, uncle" said Mrs. 10
smilingly. you need not be afraid
he any repulse here"
an 'sOf that ! am quite sure, said