Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1895-02-21

"A IOf l0lgnt 3ItefW0rQS Noel Barring
ton was himself in London. and seated
within numbering hackney coach. was
day after day. and almost I'LL day long,
driven about the Wcst-cnd of town.
anxiously inquiring for one whom mt
last h. came to believe it impossible
he could discover.
You are better to-day. dear mother
much better, 1 am certain of it,
The speaker was a tall and fair Dung
girl and leaning on her arm was the
woman she was addressing.
This last was Worn and attcnrnted.
and hard and rigid lines. stamped by
suffering, were OH her once smooth and
handsome face.
She had scarcely passed her fifticth
year, but looked far older. while her
daughter. who WAS barely twenty years
of age. would have been thought to
have seen some seventeen or eighteen
summers at most.
1t was near to one of the parks that
these two We're walking.
Il am worry. very Weak today" said
the elder; but the doctor has recon-
mended that I should try and walk
a little; the warm sun and soft breeze
would strengthen me. he said; and 1
would that it might be so. if only for
your dear sake. poor child
And she looked with pitying tender
ness into her daughters face: but her
daughter, assuming cheerfulness it
was impossible She could really feel.
rejoincd, smilingly:
DO not yield to false alarms. mother,
and obey the doctors orders; consider
how good he is to US
Yes. indeed; more to us than a ply
sician,' was the earnest reply. And a
slight blush mounted to the young
girls face.
And | may never hope to repay him
for all that he has done for me-
IF he knew, mother, that you were
speaking thus, lie would be angry with
you"
If he has many such patients as me-"
the sick woman resumed. 1.-The worthy
young man will be very long in max
ing his fortune"
Not at ALL since he says we have
brought him good luck" smiled the
young girl.
And then. pointing to small parcel
she was carrying, continued:
You can saunter here, mother, back
wards and forwards, while I am away
to carry home this work. [ have not.
you know. far to go, and shall be
BACK with you again in a very few
minutes"
Yes, yes, run away child; and if I
should find myself too fatigued, yondcr
is scat Oh which l could rest N.Y.
SELF
And the ailing woman pointed to y
bench which was opposite to the spot
on which they then We're, and beside
the park ratings.
While the foregoing conversation had
been in progress. Il hackney coach had
stopped at about hundred yards from
these two females
The coachman, wearing a coat with
lnnumerable capes-a middle-aged man.
with ruddy face. and rotund form, had.
with considerable difficulty, descended
from the box.
But long before he had reached the
ground-indeed almost before he had
deposited his whip on the roof of his
coach, his fare had alighted, had thrust
his hands into his pockets, had drawn
thence handful of silver, and. select
Ing several pieces, had said:
Here you are. coachey! No luck
again today!
And coachey, having received the Of
Tered money. required no little time to
stow it away.
Noel Darlington, having aligbted
from the hackney coach, hurried for
ward on foot, but had proceeded a very
short distance, when he encountered
the poor, ailing woman, who was pain
fully dragging herself backwards and
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OF lordly mansions which overlooked
the pack.
About to pass this woman, he threw
on her compassionate look, which
was succeeded instantly by a start of
astonishment.
He stopped abruptly before her, and
eagerly and hurriedly said, "Wili YOU
~, pardon me, madame, if l venture to
ask your Nance"
The woman hesitated before replying.
with some agitation:
You are under Il mistake, yon cam
| not know me, sir; my name is Red
| mond!'
| Darlington apologizcd, bowed, and
passed on.
| lie had not however, proceeded far
before he again stopped, appeared to
consider for moment. anu then. hay
ing made up his mind, waited until the
woman had returned again towards
him.
Then. again, and very respectfully
confronting Mrs. Redmond, he said,
PRAY pardon me. but cannot believe
that l am mistaken; it is not to Mrs.
Redmond, but to the unhappy Mrs.
Lindsay that | am speaking!'
And Mrs. Lindsay, for she indeed it
was, :rcmblcd. and her eyes sank be.
fore the gaze of her questioner.
And another than she had been DOW
erfully moved by the mention of that
name.
The day was hot. and the windows on
the ground floor of the mansion he.
fore which Noel Darlington had last
accosted Mrs. Lindsay. were partially
open, one Of them. in fact, almost
entirely so, but i'll view of the interior
OF the house was concealed from the
few passers-by, and from those stand
Ing near 1t, by closely drawn Venetian
blinds
Within that mansion, and close be
SIDE the most widely open window, Il
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