Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1891-01-08

gered his brains to think what he could
do to keep Honora and the little one if
the horse were taken away.
Nevertheless, he came cheerfully
home at the days end. Because I'm
in bad box, it amt worth while to
scold and fret, and make Nora and the
boy miserable" reasoned Ben.
Il got a good lot of old iron and
household utensils to-day, Nora" said
he. cheerfully, when she brought the
baby out into the back yard to watch
him unload. '.P'r'aps there might be
something you could use in the
kitchen. There's a good, sound spider
somewhere, and gridiron with only
one wire cut, and"
''Oh, Ben, an old-fashioned brass
warming-pan!' interrupted Nora, with
breathless delight.
d-fashoned? Well. should say
so!' said her husband. 'Look at the
streaks of yerdigris on it, and the
queer tiourishes and the letter H all
done in querlicues and thingmajigs on
the top"
Ben" said HOnora, stopping to ex-
anime it, Its just such a one as can
remember at my grandmother's in the
old country-only in those days it
used to shine like gold. and had long
turned handle with string to hang it
up by. Where did you get it, Benz"
AT an old house in 18th street.
where they were overhauling and
cleaning up. The butler sold me the
old things. Oh, l tell you. Nora. it
was fine house! Eli? What's the
matter, Puss?"
For Nora had turned pale. and be-
gan to tremble.
Ben" said she, dear Ben, don't
laugh at me; but when look at this
brass warming pan the old hills and
the old house rise up before my eyes,
voice again. Let us 60 to this place,
Ben. Let US see if this butler man
don't know something of the people at
home. For I'm sure-quite sure
Ben. that this is the very shining pan,
with the letter FL for Hough. that used
to hang on the walls at home"
But it can't be, Nora" said Ben.
why can't it be, Benz"
well. to please you, my girl. TIL
take you there Tomorrow" said Ben.
mot that I think it'll be any use.
Look at this lot o. picter books. I got
'em cheap. l thought you could pick
out something for the boy before we
turned 'em over for paper stock"
WHO is that. Johnp Whose voice
is that hear?"
II beg pardon, sir; hope it amt
disturbed you. said the butler, apollo
getically. "It's person in the rag
and-bottle business, sir, as / made
bold to dispose of some Of the old
household utensils. You was kind
enough to tell me, sir"
But here Honora pushed herself
valiantly forward, holding the brass
implement like a golden shield before
her. for she had polished it brilliantly
until now it shone and glittered
bravely.
ut was this old-fashioned warming
pan," said she. please. sir, I'm al
most sure it used to hang on the home
walls in County Cavan when I was a
girl"
And who are you?' asked the tall
eyes and the duke of Wellington nose
who stood towering in the doorway.
Il am Mrs. Carey. sir. Born Hon
ora Hough!' simply explained the girl.
"Honora Hough, who came over in
the Merchant Prince, July 9. 49,, and
who disappeared unaccountably, leav-
ing no trace behind her?" said the old
man.
Yes. sir. came over in the Mer-
chant Prince. July 9, 49," admitted
Honora, with little gasp. and
and l think you must be my Uncle
Warren. for your eyes are like my
mothers. and when you speak to me
my heart answers back to the tone of
your voice"
She went up to him and put her
hand confidingly in his. He bent over
and kissed her.
IL believe" said he, you are the
girl we have looked for so long. My
dear, l buried your aunt month ago.
There is vacant place in my home
and in my heart. Who should fill it
like my sisters CHILD? Will YOU come
here and live. little NoraP"
"Oh. / couldn't leave Ben," said
hOnora, quickly.
who is Benp"
My husband"
Woman. do you suppose I want to
part wife and husband?" said the old
man, a twinkle Of humor in his shrewd
eyes. "A fine. frank-faced Young fell
low he seems to be-" as he extended
his hand to Ben. You and yours
are welcome here"
Ben Carey smiled.
There's IA baby. too" said he, "that
we couldn't very well leave behind"
Il said you and yours. -" repeated
the tall old man. "Erderby," to the
amazed butler, "call cab for the lady
to go back for her child, and get the
front rooms ready for my niece and
her family. And now, tell me- Hon
ora, how it was that we missed YOU
when we went to Palace garden for
you that day?n
Il don't know. uncle" said HOnora.
81 waited there twenty-four hours. and
no one came. and then | took place
with Ben's mother, and afterward |
married Ben"
Its perfectly unaccountable. said
her uncle knitting his brows until
they made a level line of snow. But
never mind, So long as you are here
now. The bureau of emigration
should be more efficient-that is ALL
For neither uncle nor niece knew
anything of the smodering cigar
spark and the fire that had been so
promptly eXtinguished by the fire de-
partment. A tritle in itself-such
things happen daily in a great city
yet it had wrought great changes in
Honora's life.
And if l hadn't been in the RAG