Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1896-08-01
OF II. mamma having died two years

where Itulaiutu ttii pHpt ihuutt.
! Though having had the best of ednea-
/ tion, felt Incompetent 20 teach any
I thing except music and what could
hope TO do in large city, with but
| few friends, for at least many months
TO Gomez But do something | must.
i Ny attention was turned to steno-
/ graphy, as writers of shorthand were
much in demand and fine salaries Of
fered. After consulting with friends
/ concluded TO study and In three
months was ready for position. Not
many days passed before one was
offered me at $50 month, which
seemed great sum for me TO actually
earn.
One of these blue nights, just a
year after papa's death. was looking
over some old letters, when slip Of
paper fell to the floor. l picked IL up,
little dreaming it was Of any value
to me, and read these words: Mrs.
| Godfrey Pomeroy, $50 Fifty-third
street, New York"
/ was about to crumple ii In my
the memory of one day, about a week
before dear papa's death. when the
doctors said: no hope; cannot live
more than few days"
Almost crazed with grief. had Civ
en- little heed TO his words when he
gave me this very slip of paper and
scarcely knew what did with IL. His
words came TO me then, however. He
said: This is the address of my
niece. Brother Henry's oldest daughte
She may not live there now, but a
letter sent there might reach her
He tried to say more. bur the effort
was too great and he fell back, faint
Ing. From that hour papa sunk rapid
ly. uttering but a few broken sent
ences, though fancied he had some
thing 10 tell me, but could not.
l knew papa had an only brother
several years his senior, but had never
seen him. A quarrel had enstranged
| them and papa never spoke of Uncle
Henry. so was ignorant OF the whole
| IL mily.
Twas but the work Of a few min
utes TO lind pen, ink and paper flor I
was determined 20 writel, and the let
ter that should have been sent many
months ago was soon written. telling
Of papa's death and my present con-
dltion.
AT last the day dawned when
might look for a reply. On-two--
mails came In, but no letter for me.
In spite OF all disavowals. had been
| building air-castles on this fiimsy
| foundation, and as IL too often the
case with impu1siye natures. when II
seemed TO dissolve into vapor. my
/ heart sunk.
When hope was AT its lowest ebb-
tide. Mr.. Doggett's bell rung and 1
/ knew work was awaiting me. The
dictation was particularly difficult and
| Mr. DOggett In no enviable frame Of
! mind. 80 what wonder. with the dis
/ appointment and hard work, that the
| tears would dow the minute my desk
| was reached.
| But only for moment There, on
my desk. was letter. Could II be
| the one so anxiously looked for? Yes,
| for the postmark read: New York
| With quickly beating pulse / broke
| the seal and read: ''--- Fifth avenue.
New York.-My Beloved Cousin
| IL that gave me joy. how do you
lima CINE felt on reading the contents
/ of the letter. Gould | be dreaming !.
| No, Mr.. and Mrs. Pomeroy were act
uaily coming to Chicago on their way
/ West. They were TO start that very
day, arriving In the city a week later,
stopping at the Richelieu several days
i What happiness In store for me.
/ who had but a few short minutes be-
fore been ready to despair,
But that was not the end OF wond-
erful surprises. One, stranger, more
| difficult to believe than all else, was
| revealed in the next paragraph. II
was this: A legacy OF $4,000 had
been left me by papa's sister. or In
I the event OF my death. TO an orphan
asylum. Her lawyers had endeayored
to find me. but as papa had left no
trace of bis wanderings since my ear
ly childhood they had searched IN
vain for me for several weeks. As
Z surfing me that | would soon receive
official notice Of my good fortune, the
letter soon came to an end aud fell
from my fingers.
But the task was at last finished and
4 i was free TO don my wraps and es-
cape 10 the clear. brisk air of q beau.
tiful December evening. Had MIR. Dog
gett been there should have told him
\ to look for another stenographer imine-
diately. but was forced 10 Keep the
good news till the morrow.
I On the way out I overheard one
/ clerk say to another: did you sec
how beaming Miss Bancroft looks to-
nightf Must have been letter from
her best" AT another time the re-
mark would have been justly resented
4 but II was scarcely needed then.
Lest you tire Of my tale will hasten
to the end. In due time the lawyers
letter reached me and knew the leg.
acy was indeed reality.
4 Oh, those last hateful days! can
never obllterate them. How suaye
how thoughtful, how devoted was Mr..
D0ggett
4 Until learning OF my good fortune he
had treated me In condescending
manner, but Miss Bancroft, a stenog-
rapher, and Miss Bancroft. an beiress
We're two quite different persons. He
simply bored me with his devotion and
Invitation after invitation did | take
delight in refusing.
Would that I might describe To Won
the meeting with my cousin. But that
is impossible. II was decided should
accompany Mr.. and Mrs. Pomeroy to
California. after legally taking pos
session OF the money left me, and that
their home was to be mine
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