The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1896-04-04

daily. (which way are you going?" he
said.
"l'm going home with YOU" muir
INJURED on the verge of tears | had no
right to be hurt at his not knowing it since
Aunt Eliza had not written nevertheless
| was.
''Oh ! er--ycs, why. of course; stupid of
me to have asked the question, but the fact
is, DON'T you see, that Aunt Eliza did not
write, 80 perhaps you had better tic me all
about it"
did so. ending with: Il hope YOU will
like me, rk, we seem so especially to
belong to each other having no one else
rally Of our own in the world and I'll be
the hest sister to you possible
thought | heard him calculate Sister,
eh?" but put the idea aside as unlikely.
Aloud he said:
'You'll not find me slow, sister, to fol-
low your lead
After that our tongues wore loosed and
our conversation might have been said to
rival Tennyson celebrated brook To say
that was pleased with my newly-found
brother would be inadequate. | was young
and enthusiastic and Dicks gayety, wit
and light hearted nonsense, to say nothing
OF the amount of interesting information
he had stored up in his mind. captvated
and enchanted me beyond anything in my
previous experience. He also knew how
to sort aud arrange his ideas so as to be
ready with the right illustration TO tit each
OCCASION, telling accomplishment when
one is bent on making an impression.
had been glad when | found my brother
but that he should prove to be such an
ideal brother exceeded my widest hopesi
l felt my position to he enyiable indeed.
Perhaps my face showed something OF my
sentiments for now and then | fancicd
caught Dick smiling, hut he always he
came grave the instant look ed at him. so
that it Was impossible to say
THE next station is ours" he said sud
denly, 80 perhaps you had better give me
your checks 1t was such new and de-
lightful experience to he taken care of in
this way that think handed him ever, :
thing had with me.
My checks are in this purse, and you
had better take my keys, too or III lose
them, surely | said. He laughed and
took them, drop ping the purse into his
pocket while he played with the keys as he
talked.
presently, selecting Il tiny key less than an
inch long.
Il call it the key OF my heart it belongs
to an old bracelet that came to me with
some OF my father things and laughed
very happily though there was nothing in
particular to laugh ut.
At last the train drew in at the station
Dick piloted me out and along the endless
line OF platform, as it seemed to my
cOuntrybred eyes, till at the very end OF it
he met young man who greeted him with
the utmost aStonshment. Dick seemed TO
have expected him, however, and they
accosted each other at once
''How on earth do you happen to he
here, Everett?'
Hello, namesake. thought should
find you hereabout somewhere"
you consider me ubiquitous, do you?
To tell the truth, seldom come near this
station, but I'm here to-day to meet my
sister. love! Here she is now he cried,
suddenly catching sight OF me. "Why,
what a woman you have grown to be, little
one: don't suppose you remember me at
all, ell? Pm your brother, Richard Everett.
Your aunt Eliza telegraphed me this morn
ing that she had neglected to give you
directions so met you on the chance of
recognizing you, and it was good one; you
have not changed bit-only grown little.
| should have known you anywhere
But as for me, had not word to say
Literally and iiguratively | was paralyzed.
Then Dicks voice broke in, and it seemed
to me, so dazed was !, as though the uni
verse smiled, and the smile rippled into a
laugh that formed itself finally into words.
as he answered for me:
''She says she is my sister,
''Of course the name being the same con
fused her." said Richard, adding to me
with smile: Its curious coincidence,
our having the same name, isn't it? We
can't trace a relationship anywhere
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