The Monitor-register., 1897-08-13

The family were at supper when Miss
Becky arrived at Richards. Without
ceremony she entered the house, and
going straight to the dining room, asked
if she might come in.
"Why, Aunt Becky, what a stranger
you are E' exclaimed Mary, as she went
forward to greet her. "You are just in
time for supper. We did not hear of
your loss until this afternoon, and Rich.
ard was going to see you this evening"
"You blessed boy" ejaculated Miss
Becky, "were you really coming after
me?'
eyes. aunty. had an idea that the
girls mightn't want you, and you are
welcome to stay with us as long as you
live,' answered Richard. a..'...
Miss Becky could not speal; her heart
was too full; in silence she allowed Mary
to lead her to the table, where five little
Marlows beamed upon her, and seated
there, she bowed her head and gave sim
cere thanks, for she felt that she had
found her real friends at last,
$50 you have discovered how mnch
those girls cared for you, have you?"
said Miss Rachel, Who went to see her
friend few days after she was estab-
lished in her new home.
"Yes, Rachel, l have, and you don't
know how happy l be. Richard is worth
his weight in gold, and Mary is an angel,
and them blessed children does cheer me
up powerfully"
"Didn't | tell you so ?" said Miss
Rachel humping the fl Dor with mum.
Der five boot.
''Yes, you did; and I'm most glad that
l lost that five thousand dollars, be-
cause I'd rather let the pickpockets have
it than to give it to John Sydney"
A comioal look came into Miss
Racheps eyes, and the corners of her
mouth twitohed as if she wanted to
laugh; but instead she said:
Becky Marlow, if you were to find
that money again, what would you do ?"
I'D buy the house on the hill and
give it to Richard and Mary. l don't
care for style myself, but 1 know Mary
would like few modern improvements.
well. am the piokpocket, and here
is your money" said Miss Rachel, as
she produced a small satohel from be-
meath her cloak.
"How on earth came you by my bag ?''
exclaimed Miss Becky, her eyes wide
open in astonishment.
II stole it to prevent you from making
fool of yourself. 1 knew very we'll il
John Sydney got that money you would
never see it again, and when found you
were determined to let him have it. lust
exchanged satcbes when 1 went to look
for yours; you know had one just like
it.''
well, of all things never thought
of such thing. and l don't believe any
one else would, except you You allus
was master hand at doing anything
you undertook" And Miss Becky
beamed upon her friend, her face aglow
with pleasure as she thought how nice a
surprise she could give Bichard and
Mary. Rachel, you alus was a friend
to me, and you have proved yourself no
exception in this case. May the Lord
bless you r'
Il knew you would overlook it when
you came to your senses, Becky, and I'm
real glad did it,"
Confound the luck !" growled John
Sydney, as he entered his sitting. room
one evening several weeks after Miss
Becky's departure.
What is the mater, John? Has
anything new happened ?' asked
Catherine, without taking the trouble to
look at her husband, 80 interested was
she in her dainty embroidery.
"There's matter enough, and guess
you'll think so when tell you that your
Aunt Becky is going to realize her ex-
pectations, afDer all. There has been
another will resurrected, and she is to
1870 AVA o'o0AOi 9oIbuu5 iubG6au
OF only twenty thousand.
"Ol, John - walled Catherine. "And
to think We almost turned her out of
doors Where is she now"
Sat Richards. Eliza didn't want her
any more than we did, and Sarah had no
use for her, so Richard took her in when
he believed her to be a paper or the
next thing to it, and she made will
giving everything to him and thst old
fashioned wife of his.'
Bitterly did Eliza and Sarah regret the
manner In which they treated their aunt.
and many times in the years that fol-
lowed did the sisters repent the selfish
ness which drove from their homes what
Catherine termed their golden goose"
At Richard Marlow's home all is hap
piness. peace and plenty. And Miss
BECKY is very glad that her ewes we're
opened before she realized her ex x,ecta.
tions.- Waoerly Magazine.