Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-03-06

to Clitheroe TO persuade him to give up
the plan. He would not. He quarreled
with me-our first hard words. He for
Oade his daughter to write To me.
Il knew he would come back some
time or other, stripped and needy. l
watched the packets lists Of passen-
gers. He did not come under his own
name; but saw last winter an old Ian
cashire name on list OF arrtvals-the
name of that worn out shaft where Ell
len had picked the daisy for me. Itwas
a favorite spot Of his. Part Of his
money had gone down in il, and he used
10 sit and stare into it as il the money
was going TO bubble up again. traced
them by that to London. Here for q
time | lost them.
"He got very low in London-poor
old MANI continued Padiham.
Nothing dishonest, l hope?" said l.
sob, no. Only gambling, with crazy
hope of getting even with the world
again. In this way he spent all that he
had left, and Ellen's hard earnings be-
sides. 1t made him wild for her to re-
fuse him; so she was forced TO give him
all that she could spare-all except just
enough 10 pay for a poor place 10 live
in and poorer fare. She never knew
where he spent the long nights; she
only saw him creep back 10 his garrett
in the early morning destitute and half
alive.
"But I promised you 10 talk as short
as could. l must tell you how | found
them. The poor gentle folks that take
care Of generally know something OF
ornamental work that they learned to
do for play when they were better OH.
l set them TO doing what they can do
best and sell it for them. There Is
always some one among my family VINO
can draw.
at was by going to print shop with
drawings 10 sell that found my dear
lass. She had painted me and sold the
picture 10 the dealer for bread. L
wouldn't have noticed the picture except
for the dwarf in IL, and now l wouldn't
be finished man for the world. Yes,
there | was, Dwarf George, picking
daisies on the edge Of coal pit; there
l was, lust as l used to look, with the
coal dust ground into me, trying to make
friends with the fresh, innocent daisies
in the sunshine.
"By that picture l found them just
i'm time. When ] got 10 their garrett
Ellen was lying sick, i'll in body and
sorrowed out. Their money was all
gene, for Gentleman Hugh had been
robbed of his last the night before.
brought my dear child and her father
here. What / had was theirs.
las soon as her father was safe with
me. his old friend, she got well. As
soon as his father was out OF the way
of harm and want, and the old gentle
man had nothing 10 be crazy about and
nothing TO run away from, he stopped
dead. lie fell intO a palsy.
There he is now upstairs. Ellen
chose the upper room, where they could
look over the hOusetOps and OF clear
days see the Surrey hills. I've got
some skill IN my fingers for mending
broken men, but Hugh Clitheroe can't
be mended. Its as we'll for him that
he can't. He's been off track too long
ever 10 run steady in this world. But
he has come TO himself and sees things
clearer at last. He lies there cOntented
and patient, waiting for his end. de
sees his daughter. who has gone with
him through thick and thin, by his
side, and knows she will love him closer
every day. And he knows that his old
mate, Dwarf George, is down here in
the basement, strong enough to keep
all up and all together"
Let me be the one, Mr.. Padiham, "
said l, ''to ask the honor Of shaking
hands with you. think better Of the
world for your sake"
young man" said he with his clear,
frank voice, "a noble women like my
Ellen betters every true man. There
strikes nine. A pleasant church clock
that. I gave IL 10 'em. Now, you're
we'll tired of my talk, dare say. Come,
Ellen will have all she has missed when
she sees you and your friend. Many
times she has told me OF that ride Of
yours. Many times she has cried, as a
woman only cries for one loss, when she
told me how day after day she waited
TO hear from you and had never heard"
"She wrote?"
Repeatedly"
ave never heard"
Her father took her letters from her
TO post"
''Aed kept them or destroyed them
for some crazy suspicion"
"She dreaded you might have been
chased and cut of by the Mormons.
She would not believe that you had for
gotten her.
Forgotten! Come, I'll follow YOU"