San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-11-17

purse from MS trousers pocket, and took
out sixpence; land there it is" laying it
on the table. Next, wanted to ask you
a few questions, If you don't mind"
Certainly not"
He drew forth her card, and looked at 1t,
slowly reading it, Miss NJ. J. Craig"
"What does the NJ and the j. stand for?"
"Mona JOscelyn."
"They are not very Christian-like names.
Where did your father live?"
"In Glasgow"
"Ah! And now, what was your mothers
name?'
"Newburgh"
"Ay, just so. Your fathers name was
John Craig, and he was a clerk in the
Western Bank of Scotland?"
His name was John; but know little
else about him. l remember family that
he was kind and loving"
"Well, knew him-knew him from his
babyhood. My name is Craig-Alexander
Craig, and am your fathers eldest broth
en-"
"Indeedp' cried Mona, touched, nay,
even pleased, omeet anyone of her fathers
blood. Then you are my uncle-my own
uncler
81 am that" he returned. earnestly.
"But, my dear sir" CALCULATED Nine.
Debrisay-'forgive the caution Of an old
woman of the world-can you supply some
| proof that you are this dear child's nearest
| relative!'
You are right to be cautious, mem.
have letter from my niece's grandmoth-
er, written near fifteen years ago, Offering
| to take her and provide for her, if her
fat Ea IN
come nigh her or interfere with her. l
was a bachelor, and busy man. l never
approved of my brothers marriage. He
took wife from class that despised his
| own, so Just let the poor wean go.
| loved your father" he continued, looking
| at Mona, almost like son. You have a
| look of him, and a bonnie reed held like
his. Your mother was a pretty, dark
| haired lassie; but lost him when he mar
ried. She was too fine for me, and l lived
away from them. Here's your grand
mothers letter" He took out a large
| pOcket-book, from the receSses of which he
| drew letter. and, handing it to Mona, OBJ
| served-"It's not over ceevil. She is just
ane Of those aristocrats that think a the
worlds dirt but themselves"
| Mona took it, and read the short, sharp
statement of Mrs. Newburgh's require
| ments, which was addressed to Mr.. Alex
ander Craig"
1T is indeed poor grannie's writing" she
said, passing it to Nine. Debrisay. II am
| glad TO find you, uncle!'' and she gave her
hand to her new-fOund relative.
Thank yOu!' he exclaimed, holding it a
minute. at was just the guidin' o Prov
idence that brought you to yon fearsome
street to help me. When looked in your
face felt you were nae that strange. But
whar's your grandmither!"
in her grave" said Mona, sadly. "She
| died suddenly-in my arms"
81 hope she was weel prepared And
| when was she calleds"
"She died last Novemberr'
| "Ah, aweel! she'll have fund DOT by this
time that the poor and lowly Of this warld
| are the elect of the next"
| Mrs Newburgh was a true Christian
and real lady," put in Nine Debrisay,
emphatically.
They dinna always hang together, re-
turned their new acquaintance.
''She was very, very good to me-" said
Mona.
"Any way, you've had wise-like up
bringing. You are not ashamed of your
uncle Sandy, though he is plain bodie2"
"Ashamedl No, indeed"
! "NOw'-he called it "noo''-"tell me
how We come to be here with this Teddy? l
| thought the Honorable Mrs. Newburgh"-
with somewhat sarcastic stress on 1.-The
| ACKNOWLEDGMENT leave you a fortin'"
ALAS! my dear sir, my dear young
| friends story has been real tragedy" be-
| gan Nine Debrisay, who proceeded, with
suitable modulations of voice, to "recite"
| the tale of Mrs. Newburgh's losses, and
! Mona's consequent poverty-Of the neces-
sity for her laboring in order to live, and
being reduced to her present position.
Reduced, We ca it," he said. 'lt's no
! reducing for an honest lassie to earn her
| own bread which Is mair honorable than
! the honors Of the peerage! So you live
! here, my deuriel All, there's a good drap
| of Craig bluid in yer veins, or you would
! not have set up for yourself, like a wise
! lasse. If We can keep a roof like this over
! your head, you Gamma be doing so bad"
| Perhaps" said Nine. Debrisay, insinu-
| atingly, perhaps your uncle would stay
and share our modest midday repast We
have but a little cold roast beef, a salad,
! and 'OneIcttc duG fines bCrbCS, but at least
it will avert the pangs of hunger"
"ROdSt beef, did you sayf" asked Mr..
Craig, anxiously. 81 Gamma digest boiled!
But you're varra good, and shall be happy
to join you. | am varra frail. l worked
hard q my youth under a fine man, Mr..
Kenneth Maceachern, Of Maceachern q
Leslie's, the great jute manufacturers. He
retired, but he just missed the occupation,
and went off like puff of wind. kept it
on, and saved bit, and my old master re-
membered me in his will, so, as l found
my health failing, and new men coming
into the firm, thought would rest and
try To rpcnver l took q cntta6rn an q bit