Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-08-20
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You didn't show him into the par
Tor, did your"
The man shook his head
You did right, and you had bette
tell him I'm not at home"
Mrs. Beaumont is not at home,
said Charles, reappearing at the door
4 suppose that means she is en-
gagged said the old man. II thinl
she will see me when she learns who
am. Tell her I am her husbands un
Gle, and my name is Henry Beaumont
The man servant returned and deliv
cred the message.
Good heavensr' said the mistress
1T isn't that old fellow who strolleG
off years ago, nobody knows where
l did hope he never would come back
again. And now l suppose he is poor
as rat and wants help. Well, he
won't get it if I can help it, but I sup
pose I must see him.
She descended the stairs and re-
ceived the old man at the door.
Are you Mrs. Beaumont" he in
CURED
Yes, I am the wife of Mr.. Beaumont
and I suppose from your language you
are
His uncle Henry! All me, I have
been gone so many years, and it does
me good to return to my kindred"
The old mans features worked con-
vulsively as thoughts of the past came
ever his mind. Mrs. Beaumont stood
holding the door as if waiting for
him to depart. She did not give him
any invitation to enter
SIS your husband well?" inquired
the visitor, looking in as if he expect
ed an invitation to enter and refresh
himself.
He is. If you have any message
for him you may leave it with me. and
I will deliver it," said Mrs Beaumont
you may tell him l have called"
said the visitor in a disappointed tone
and that I would have liked to have
seen him"
Il will tell him." said the lady, as
she was about to close the door.
Hold! There is one question more.
What has become of Alexander's sister
Anna?"
II don't know much about her"
was the rather disdainful reply; "but
l think she married a clerk or some
such person. His name is Lowe, and
he lives in Norton street. Is that all?"
THAT is ALL
The Old man turned his steps TOWARD
the street indicated with many fore
Dodings lest his second visit might be
as unwelcome as the first.
Charles" said Mrs. Beaumont, as
she closed the door, IF that old man
comes again be sure and not forget to
tell him | am not at home"
Norton street was not a fashionable
street, nor was the two-story dwelling
by William Lowe either
handsome or costly. 1t was marked,
however, by an air of neatness which
indicated that it's tenants were not re-
CARELESS of outward appearance.
We will take the liberty of introluc-
ing the reader to little sitting room,
where Mrs Lowe and her three child
rem are seated. The furniture, though
Of kind that would hardly be selected
Tor g drawing room, had a comfortable,
nome-like appearance, which amply
the desire of those who de-
rived their happiness from higher
nd 1toh
show. Mrs. Lowe was engaged in an
which is tabOOed in all
society-that is, darning
stockings.
Emma, a girl of ten, was brushing
he hearth, which the ashes from the
crate, in which a blazing fire was now
had somewhat disordered;
while Mary, who was two years young
er, was reading. Charley, a little rogue
}" five who had a smiling face
which could not help looking roguish,
was stroking the cat the wrong way,
much to the disturbance of poor tabby,
who had quietly settled herself down
% pleasant dreams on the hearthrug.
All at once a loud knock was heard
1t the door.
Emma" said the mother, you may
90 to the door and see who it is, and
invite the person in, for it is a cold
lay"
Emma Immediately obeyed the moth
RS directions.
rs Mrs. Lowe at homer" inquired
Henry Beaumont, for it was he.
Yes sir, said Emma; please walk
n and you may see her"
She ushered the old man into the
sitting room, where Mrs.
Lowe was seated.
Il believe. he said, I'm not mis-
aiken in thinking that your name be-
ore marriage was Anna Beaumont"
You are right, sir; that was my
name" /
and you have no recollection of an
lncle that wandered away from home
md friends, and from whom no tidings
nave come for many long year,"
Eyes, sir, l remember him well-my
lncle Henry-and | have many times
wished | could hear something from
1im. Can you give me any informa-
,ion?"
Il cantor [ am he