The morning call., 1891-08-09

| nv, no, your luil DdMe--tue Name OF
your family"
| e" have no other name, madam"
! - But your parents who were they"
| don't know, dear lady; | can't remem-
Der them. | can only remember my nurse
ana wouldn't be able to do that only she was
so black, oh. so black, and her teeth were so
big and white and sharp. Yes. Remember
her"
Bnt who took you to the Walter
! Home?"
al can't tell you, dear lady. 1 only re-
| member being there when l was a little
fodder think was the smallest one in
your family, mother"
As this word again fell from Godfrey's
lips Molly lost ali control over herself Her
| bosom heaved convuiSiyely as her breath
came and went in sob-like catches. She
| turned, and throwing b tn her arms around
| the sailor iad's neck, drew his head, with n
| Wild and nnpassionrd outburst of feeling
| close and tight against her BOSOM For n
| few seconds there was deep and pain full
| silence. broken only by the sound of Molly's
! breathing, then with little joyful cries, min
glrd with Unsurpassed sobs, that mothers
heart emptled out It's long pent-up grief in a
shower of kisses and caresseS. which God
! frey was neither 10th nor slow to return.
| Zach looked on with wide-opened eyes aud
| parted lips, seemingly paralyzed by what
| was being enacted before him.
on, the poor woman! the poor woman I"
he gruaned; what will become of hert"
Suddenly Molly. with an almost super
| human effort. drew h0rself together and
succeeded ID checking this outburSt OF feel
| ing. Then, with her arm wound affection
ately around Godirey'S neck, she led him to
| the door, kissed him, and said:
go, my dear child, go. need to be
| alone. FL see you again soon, very soon"
| The lad turned and fixing his large dark
! eyes inQuringly upon the beautiful face.
halted Tor an instant. then passed out of
sight. Zach made movement as if to fol
| low Godfrey, hut Molly, who was still A
| prey 10 the widest emotion, made sudden
gesture, which caused him to close the door
again.
| Don't 60, ZACH
Madam. madam" urged French. calm
yourself, for heavens sake; your health
! will suffer; you'll not be in condition to su-
| perintend the vast detail OF the expedition
| which you are TO set on loot upon your ar
rival in Adelaide. L implore you, be calm,
be strong"
Zach. Zach" she burst out, paving no
| heed " the mans words, Zach, tins child
was raised in the Walter Home. He was
born in San Diego, he is II or 10 years of
| age; in features he bears a strong resem
blance to John; he has that same frank.
| open, manly bearing, that strong love of
the ocean; he must be a sailors son, Zach
| Oh, Znch, he is Johns son. he is mine.
The world thinks that the dark waters of
the bay OF San Diego swallowed up that
dear little baby, but no, oh no, no, he was
not drowned. God knows lie was not.
| Some one rescued him, some loving hands
| reached out for him as he went floating along
on the bosom of those dark water-they
| dldn know whose child he was, how could
they? They didn't know what mother was
| stretching out ner pleading hands to
heaven, but was there all the time, nv
| poor mind darkened and clouded with not a
| faint glimmer Of hope to save me from
| insanity. Oh, Zach, my friend, my dear
friend, | tell you this is my child, this is nay
| little Walter, my son. God has had mercy
on me at last. He has given him back to
NE"
MolIy's voice died away. She could not
utter another wo!d. Her transports choked
! her, pressed the very life out of her. She
| could only hold out her hands toward the
| honest seaman, her stanch and loyal friend.
as II mploring him to speak, to agree with
her, 10 admit that it must be SO, that the
proof was overwhelming
| Zach stood Tor a moment in perfect ST.
| lence, his lips closed. His eyes took on a
hard and unsympathetic look, his whole
face and being underwent a sudden and
complete change. He stood there like a
man resolved 10 be honest at all hazards, to
speak the truth no matter how be might
stab mothers tender heart. He had lis
tened IN silence to all she had to say. Pos
| sibly he should not have done SO. pos
sibly he should have stopped Molly at
the outset. A little cruelty at first
| might have prevented all this. However.
II was too late to speculate now as to VIVA.
he should have done. What he should do
| now was the question, and like n man who
| never shrinks backw ard when duty bids
him go ahead, he spoke out firmly, plainly,
almost cruelty.
Mrs. Ailaire, you are deceivlng your
sell cannot, L must not permit you to
believe what is not so. This resemblance
between this sailor lad and Captain John is
an accidental one, such as often happens i'm
life. Your little Walt is dead-yes, dead.
He persisted in the harbor that dreadful day
q M In To- n. 4
not your son."
You say Walter is dead" cried Mrs. AL
laire, Starting forward with wild, defiant
look IN her eyes. How do you know it 4?
Who can say j. Of his own knowledge?"
q. madam"
"Your'
eyes, madam. Listen. Eight DAYS after
that terrible accident the body OF an infant
was washed up on the beach at Point Iona
I-I-fuund it and hastened t. inform Mr.,
HOLSTER He recognized little walt, whom
he caused to be secretly buried in the ceme-
terry of San Diego. We we're tie only mourn
ers. the only ones to strew flowers upon that
little grave"
"Walt, my little Walt buried in the
cemetery" sobbed Molly pileously. land
no one ever told me of it,"
mo, madam" said Zach solemnly. "for
the time being you were out of your mind
When, four years after, You recovered your
reason we dared not--Mr. HOLSTER dared
not tell you of it; he was afraid to tear
open your wounded heart, and DR.. Bromley
agreed with him that it might be danger
Gus, that once you had knelt by that little
grave you would hover over it day by day
and your mind would gradually give way
until settled and incurable melancholy
had fastened itself upon you We did what
we thought was the best, dear lady. God
help you, but be strong, make up your
mimi that your child is dead. that this
sailor lad has only the right which hum
dreds of other chiliren have to call Won
mother ~
Molly. sank with a long, deep, ptiful
groan upo1 the sofa. She hid her face in
her hands-she seemed to be PRAYING Zach
dashed a tear off his rough cheek and stood
waiting for her to speak. With a sudden
ness that startled him, Molly sprang up.
What! Can it be-" she moaned. that
you, that Andrew HOLSTER, were hard,
were cruel enough to lay that little loved
body away in the cold, damp earth without
taking from it any bit of ribbon. any shred
of his dress, one of his tiny shoes-to hand
TO me some day when should be well and
strong AGAIN."
Yes. dear lady. 1 did even better than
that" exclaimed Zach. almost ioyfully, II
cut from his little head cluster OF his
! silken curlS.'
Aud you have them, Zach?" almost
| shrieked Molly, sDringing forward
| YES. yes, madam, here on nv heart
where have carried them for many a long
| year"
Zach unbuttoned his jacket and drew
forth a large envelope of strong paper.
Soied and blackened by its long and rough
| passage on this honest breast, and placing il
in Moily'sfand turned and hurried out of
the state-room. When the door closed
| Molly threw herself on her knees
in front of the sofa with this price
less packet clasped against her bosom.
Her hand seized the stout Irvine
when mysterious prompting caused
her to hesitate. She bowed her head
until it rested full upon the packet and there
she remained. motioness, for nearly an
hour in deep and comforting PRAYER. When
she arose the tears had dried. She walked
steadily across the state-room, opened one
Of her trunks and hid the package deep in
| the bottom.
NO" she said in a calm and resolute
voice, Il will not open it now. Let me
| drenm for a while anYhnN I 49,.