The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1894-07-05
1892.

sky beyond. A happy spring breeze dash.
ing round corners and playing the worry
mischief with silk hats and dainty skirts,
whistlihg through telegraph wire, and
covering the harbor with a coating of con.
tinuoua white foam. A morning on which
to feel thankful for existence.
| 1t is easily seen that something unusual
is affecting the inhabitants of Potts Point,
that fashionable suburb of luxurious sgd.
ncy.
| AT 81. Marys church door find a largo
crowd Assembled, representing nll ranks
of society, and for the first time obtain
como dim idea of the event am about to
witness. In order to make doubly sure !
question an ancient lady, whose dress sug,
gests connection with some charitable in
stituton.
! AT first she seems inclined to treat my
thirst for information with contempt, but
| finally n desire for gossip ovorcomes her
reticcnce, and she condescends to toll me
all in one breath that this ere is to DO
the woddin o. Miss Athelwood. Not but
TINT pr name amt Athelwood, but KEEL
lnrey. 'Er as DOVE the amls' ouses down
the street-which times bein bad an a lone
widdet as 'ad no 'usband an whose son Is
doin Is last stretch, bain as innocent as u
babe unborn. An rheumatic bein that
bad, she could curse, only she wouldn't
An Miss O'Sullivan, as lives in No. o.
said as 'ow Miss Athclwood was worth
well nigh 'alf million of money If she
was worth penny-not but that she
shouldn't be, secin as 'ow she had been
born on tho gold diggin's, an every one
knowtd them was good times. An II
prettier an better lady never stepped, beg
gin or pardon for sayin So" "
Al .tp
to stop. But l was interested in Miss
Athelwood, so | venturcd an inquiry as to
her parcntage.
"Ah, well may yer say that; not but
what yer mightn't understand, seein as
low ye're u stranger in these parts. The
poor, young dear never 'ad no father to
know but Mr.. Athelwood, the lawyer.
card tell she were just fetched up from
them goldflelds by teller called Kcllarey
IA miner chap, who give 'cr to Mr. Athcl,
wood along of fortune which % said was
'crs. That's 20 year or more now-the
same year as my good man was took by
the Iierlce for the Orange bushrangin case,
an lin not never so much us 'avin 'alf.
penny of the money, butt
l stopped the dear old lady's family his
tory by asking whom Miss Athelwood was
about to marry. As put the question al
old and villalnously dirty swagman placed
his roll of blankets down at the church
door and pushed his way toward u.s.
I'm Begin yer pardon" my old lady
went on, Miss Athclwood's agoin tC
marry, as it's not in my mind to remember
"a dock ora hcarl, but I can't say which or
'em. Haid dc camp to the governor they
do shy no is But look, look, ere they
p comesi"
Carriage after carriage rolled up to thu
church door and set down its load of fash
ionables. Then amid continuous cheer
ing Mr. and Miss Athelwood arrived ShI
looked surprisingly beautiful, and no
. ticod that the old swagman was so over
come with astonisbmcnt that he kept hi
:, eyes staring ut the door long after she hnC
. pushed through it and all had rushed int,
\ the church to SEQ the ceremony
Ny whole attention was devoted t.
watching the bride. i could not drive he
> ron lance out of my head. She went up tn
=. aislr anameless girl, the product of gold
: field, and returned To the music of Men
I, dclssohn's Wedding MRrch," COUNTIES
y and amember Of one of tho oldest famllie
j, in Europe.
y y After all the carriages had rolled ava
y and was turning TO go the old swagmal
touched my arm, saying:
- Mister, I'm agoin TO get yer to do IN
:, a favor"
/ Asking him what 1t was, he replied:
Let's 20 somewhere out of this, wher
N we re alone, an I'll tell yer. +"
:. When we had adjourned to more iii
"a ting place, my companion spoke.
" II guess you'd call me liar il l tot
= You TINT was the man as brought u
" that girl MS we've just see married. Bi
q l nm-l'm Dog kcllarry, suro enougl
n i'm as give 'er into Lawyer Athelwood'
a 'ahds 20 years ago, with cr share of til
a. nj Inc tibet panned out so rich
- Why don't you 60 TO her then? l hcu
= shes been hunting high and low for you'll
THAT 5 just it. know she has. BIT
NJ dyer think I'm agon into the company ,
!, = tie likes O. 'cr friendst Not me! I'd h
!, maxim fool O. the girl, an she'd L
-, ~ ashamed o. 'erself. No! I've trampe
81 a. close on 400 miles to see her married, a
H. now I'm agoin back into the bush t,
II n ght for good want you to write tn
"a Gro in a letter for melt amt mucl
tv shy, From Dog kollarey to is luck penn
= OH 'er weddin day, an put in the cornc
bo j amt forgot yer, mindl''
No l wrote as he directed, ard inclosed-
a., what do you think? A babyhs little woo
,ee en- shoe! The old man had kept this rel
"a. nR his most sacred treasure for nearly !
f. years.-Gny Boothby in Pail Mall Mag