The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1892-11-24

ing heavily OF late. All tho grit there 10 In
him came out. and there is good stuff in
those Boyces. Ii never occurred TO him or
TO his mother to dodge the Issue. They can
be nothing else than honest. Yet. think
what it must DO to young fellow TO give
mp a vast inheritance like that"
David went straight to the point. my
news" he said. rs worse than you expect.
My Aunt Belle remembers Emma Vitrv.
She lived in Flushing under the name Of
Allan, and there was u rumor that some
gentleman while drunk had been tricked
into marry ing her. but his name was not
known. She died yeaTs before my Uncle
Peter. She had u child. daughter. who
was sent to boarding-schooi. Suddenly.
In March, 1861, the payments for her tut
ton ceased"
That was when your uncle died." said
Mrs. Wayne. He was shot at Fort Pillow.
No doubt the poor fellow meant to ac-
knowledge his daughter when the war was
over"
.she left the school and went to work in
shop in New YORK. ] found her there. and
asked IL she had any family papers. She
had one: and that. the certificate of mar
riage between Emma Vjtry and John
Peterson Boyce. The girl mad never been
called Boyce and did not suppose that this
man was her father. But her face proves
it. She is very like you. mother, The case
is clear, to my mind" Mr.. Banks returned
to New York that evening to consult
higher legal authority.
Thanksgiving dinner. but the turkey and
pudding came and went unrasted.
II fail to see the causes Tor our thanks
giving" said Maggy bitterly.
Mrs. Wayne. He would not hearn
Presently she said: lis this shop girl in
any sense gentlewoman, Davidf Knight
ask her MP and train her little"
"She is simply impossible" he said
CURLY.
Let her alone, mamma" said Maggy.
Il ought at least to send her to school,
my dear"
lyon do not understand. mother said
David. You will be able TO do nothing
she takes all-sll. 1 hope this matter will
come ont right for us Bnt If IL does not.
we will 60 down to your land in Virginia
and / Will farm it,"
Leave West Pointr' cried Maggy.
Cant you understand, Margaret
Mother will have nothing-but her boy.o
be jumped MP in his old headlong way,
and threw himself on his knees before his
mother. looking MP into her face. Mrs.
WAYNE pnt her bands on his pale cheeks
and looked into his eyes.
A great light aud JOY came into her own.
my boy has come back to me-" she said
too low for him to hear.
The law moves slowly, even with hon.
esty like that of the Wsynes 10 urge it.
But when spring came Miss Boyce was IN
full possession of her rights, had installed
Mr.. Banks as her lawyer. anu New York
had lost sight of Mrs. Wayne and her chill
dren.
Five years had passed, when Mr.. Banks,
who was called by business into Virginia
resolved to look mp those poor Waynes and
eat his THANKSGIVING dinner with them"
And better dinner" he told his wife on
his return. II never tasted. They have
beautiful home and plenty to eat. to do
and 60 read. David has married o daugh-
ter of one of the neighboring planters, O
lovely: energetic girl. Mrs Wayne Is kin
to half the county, and you know with the
Virgnians money is of little account-blood
Is every thing. They have hosts of friends
good, thoroughbred people. Margaret
was at home on visit. That rascally
Italian gave her mp as soon she lost her
money. But John Boughton-you remem-
Der Johnf-heard of their misfortune IN
Texas and posted on to Virginia To carry
her back with him. She was willing
enough. suspect. 1t was an old love az
fair. Boughton is doing we'll in Texas;
Margaret was little aggressive in her hap
piness and pride in the West. and her hus-
band and her baby"
but Mrs WayneP' asked Mrs. Banks
anxiously, she must be miserable as o
poor womanfp
On the contrary. she is busy. aud ca .er.
and coDtented. She used to be .>0or,
dead-anG- alive creature yOu know. Now,
what with her friends her poultry, her
church and her grandchildren, her life il
full of happiness. David has become a
leading man In the neghborhood. heard
every where OF his high sense of honor and
his energy. Poverty has brought out the
man from the animal At dinner / sat be.
side Mrs. Wayne. and saw ho W she watched
him with pride and delight. / went there
full of pity and sympathy for her: but
tell you. Louisa. envied her. In spite OF
the cheap curtains and rag carpets. L en-
We'd her. When we left the table said to
her: Nobody. madam. has better right
than you to keep THANKSGIVING"
Her eyes filled. you see." she said, my
girl 10 happy with the man she loves. God
has lifted up my boy. and set his feet on
safe ground. There is not day that dawns
which is not Thanksgiving day to me-
And then she adden something which did
not quite understand. though no doubt il
had a meaning TO her. God always an
swers our prayers" she said, though in o
way that we know not-almost always in q
way that We know not"
-Rebecca Harding Davis. 10 the Independent
n.s