The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1895-09-26
THE BILL0P MYSTERY,
ny JULIAN HAWTHORNE.
Copyright, 1851
CHAPTER ",


like you should talk that way" said
Nancy to her visitor the next morning,
"Ira a real mir'cle; aud real mtr'cles ia
like relision-I think they DO. So |
don't like yam should poke fun at it,
You city folks don't never want to bO
serious of you can help 1t, know but
-thsrs lis, 1t dropped right down out
Of Heaven, through our chimney, an
isAt AZ the very time we needed it the
worst, toOi and then there was my poor
brother Mats voice a.sayin' he'd sent
it a purpose to pay of Mr.. Coryin, and
FREQ tho mortgage, An that's what
I'm a'goiu' 10 do the frat minute Mr..
Corvin calls hero this day; an my
sakss won't that man Iest be surprised !
guesI no won't b'lisve where wG got IL,
no more'n YOU do-may ho less"
MIR. Morlord, it should DO said. was
the young man with tho patent cleo
triCal invention, who was making the
rounds Of the neighbnrhood to got sub.
srrbers to his stock, When no had
knocked at the door that morning
Nancy had supposed it must DO CorvIn,
come for his mortgage money, and
opened to him her rosy face dimpllng
with pleasant anticipation. ExpiNna-
lions had ensusd, Mr.. Mortord had in.
trOduc0d his business. and had soon
created 40 pleasant an impression that
the conversation became easy. Nancy
was far too full Of her miracle, aud far
too upversed IN worldly caution. to with.
hold the story; though Mr.. MoFiord
wora city clothes, and had rather
satiricll expression about tho corners
OF his mouth occasionally, still there
waa something about the look in his
eyes. and his general bearing. that in.
spited confidence. At all events, she
unIoldei her guileloss heart, and in tho
courIO OF half an hour had told him at
least as much OF her history u the
patient reader has learned in oil these
painful days. Nellie, after studying
The young man with tho silent pro.
ioundity Of childhood for ten or fifteen
minutes, had also decided to like him.
and had presented him with bunch OF
gorgeous sugar.maplo lGaveI.
I'm not Ikeptic, nor an inAdel,
Miss Billop," said Mr.. Mortord. "Iliko
to see the bottom Of things il | can, and
there are miracles enough without
needing to have solid money fall
out Of the sky. Have you searched the
garrett and"
"Seorched? Well, Jest you ask
Nellie III there's square foot o space
inside this house or outside OF It that
she amt poked that little nose Of hers
into, don't know! An there amt no
trace OF noLhin, nor nobody, not no.
where's. An then Rs for the music an
tho voice, don't know hew you'd get
around themW
us what hear in the village true
that Matthew BiliOp disappeared mys.
lorIonsly 2-that his manner Of death
was never known
"NeS, but he's dead, poor Matt, |
guess, said Nancy, with SIGH Of he
warn't, I'd a heard from him before this;
an then again, Of what some thought
was truo--that ho'd had foul play from
well, from hI' sporrit, Of no ways elsO.
I WAS thinkin' last night, after he'd sent
that money, that Of he'd been murdered,
ho'd n said 80 then. But all no said
was. Pay Corvin,' he save, an I'll be at
nraCe. 30 CUES, no diod nnt'ral. An
though Matt was a real good brother to
ne, an al lays loved him right hearty,
yet don't mourn alter him like would
II he hadn't been man past his prime,
rs had lived an had his fling, an | don't
doubt is happier now than Of he were
hero with us. But IT'S different bout
Tom: never can get used to losin
that dear precious boy. lilo was the
cutost, smartest, best boy ever did live
an couldn't have loved him moro not
Il he'd been my
An amt never felt tho same woman
sence loat him an 1t may be wicked.
ness, but | do say amt never been
ablo to forgive Mr.. COsvin for the part
no took Ia runnin' Tom to his death.
In course no didn't moan it; but still
Mr.. Corvin might
a sold mo 10 an | don't bear him no
drudge bout not pawn tho money no
oNcd Matt. cause the papOrthat showed
the debt was lost with Matt, an mon o
bu, nrss naturally don't nay more'n they
have to; but when | think Of my dRrIin'
ON drowned lost bocauVo they found
money in his pockets that he'd never IN
this earth put there himself
" oil, Mr.. Motiurd. don't know what
you'll thing OF an old woman like me to
be crying bout it after thosu nine years;
Nn, love nv Tom Jest the same as Of
I'd seen him yOatOrday."
Inca you leYI quito surO tho boy
never stole tho monoy2 said Mr.. Nor.
lord, nitor pause, in gentle tone.
THAT boy slOal? tn DO tho hap.
ries, day Of my lilo, Mr.. MOriord, when
! meet him IN llcavon, and hear all tho
angels s,andin' roun' there sny, 'You
vas right, Nancy thorO ain't mono IN.
nUCgnior than him thOrOV"
at ought to mako him happy TO
hear you say that, wherever hO In, said
VIZ. MOrIord, getting up aud walking to
'ho window. at would DO u good thing
4 you Conld find tho !. o. U. for tho
money your brother lent Uorvin,
wouldn't it2' TO added, presently,
turning round
"Wcll, I'm thankful enough 10 DO
nbla 10 pay him. without his paving mo;
nnd land sakcsl" aho observed. with n
lugh, ~ guess II 'ud 20 Rgin' tho poor
mun'a grain to havO to do IT,"
"llo'lI bo hotO In a fow minutes" said
NOriord. ~ just saw him turn IN nj
tho foot Of tic hit. Now, look moro,
Mics Billop; II ! woro YOU, when you
pnv him tho money, ! wouldn't toll
him anything about how II came to you;
Just lot him guess all Ito wants 10. lta
upno Of hig business; aud may bO tho
spirit OF your brother may have some
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