The gold leaf. [volume] (Henderson, N.C.) 1881-1911, 1897-03-25

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foreign land. He had arranged
everything for the funeral and at fou
O'Clock they would bear her Grand
father to his last resting place.
Blossoms long black robes and pale
tear swollen face was pitiful enough
Sir Harrie was pale also. They anc
the servants composed the mourner
that followed him. They laid the ole
man away in lovely spot where tn
birds were ever singing, for he love-
the sunlight and birds.
1t was sad indeed for Blossom to q
home again and no one there TO sym
pathize with her and love her ant
speak comforting words to her. My
pen is unable to describe her ute
loneliness.
Sir Harrie had 10 leave her tina
same day to attend to some business
After he had gone the great fountain
OF her heart gushed forth, her white
arms uplifted imploring help from tn
Throne of Grace. She surely woult
find comfort there.
CHAPTER VIII.
"Good afternoon, Mr.. Hail."
"Why, Harrie, l thought you were
in England"
81 was, but Mr.. Brown telegrapheC
for me. He discovered something con-
cerning my name. You know there
has been a mystery all along
eyes, pray tell me what it is.
"You knew | had this in my pos.
session." drawing forth the case, "did
you not?"
eyes, but what has that to do with
your name?"
"Look here on this clasp.'
Lawyer Hall examined the clasp
and found the name, 'sSir Harrie Ray
mond.'
81 congratulate you, Sir Harrie. "
"Thank you, but here is something
of more importance. 1t is will be-
leve for you to read"
Old Lawyer Hall took out his spec
tacles and began to read, according to
law. They were reading half an hour
or more, and when Sir Harrie, for we
cannot call him Harrie any more, left
the office, he had bright smile on
his face.
There was but one shadow now, and
that was, he did not know where tC
start to hunt for the poets dream that
vanished from his sight on the cars one
day when he was poor struggling
youth without a name. He though,
as soon as he saw Mr.. Brown on the
morrow he would leave Dalesville as a
traveller until he met with those blue
eyes again. These were his thoughts
as he walked from Lawyer Halls to
Mr.. Browns office.
"Well, Harrie, old boy, how did you
make l,?'
81 will tell you. lam millionaire
and Sir Harrle Raymond, the possessor
of two millions and half, with my
mothers jewels the most highly prizeo
of ALL"
"My dear Harrie, you have me
your just desserts after twenty one
years.
"Thank you, my dear friend, now
that am wealthy l will not forget the
first friend have had"
Mr.. Brown grasped his hand, anC
they pledged themselves to be true
friends forever.
"What are your intentions, l NEAR
about the future? You are not goinl
to leave Dalesville are you3'
"Yes, Mr.. Brown, | have means anC
it has been the wish of my life to set
the wonders of this world"
"You will come home with me be
fore going, and let my wife and shar'
your good luck together. We will
have one more pleasant evening as o
DID,"
"Thank you, Mr.. Brown,'I will dc
SO with great pleasure.
Mrs. Brown was jubilant over Har
rie's fottune. She had always lovet
the youth. They enjoyed themselve
that night more than can tell, thougl
Sir Harrie was ever thinking of thos
blue eyes. Tomorrow he would leav,
Dalesville on a vessel bound for som
unknown port. He did not know a
yet the route he would follow.
There were none to regret his de
parture save Mr.. and Mrs. Brown
They shed few tears as they saw him
last on an outgoing vessel. When tn
vessel anchored in port, Sir Harri
saw the gray spires OF grand old Eng
land once more. After landing tn
frs, place we find him is at those two
graves, his footsteps as if by magic wer
drawn thther.
81 wonder if my blue eyes are some
where in this great city, said he t
himself
81 feel as if something will carr
me to her.
Sir Harrie did not stay long in Eng
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1t seems his hearts desire was no
found. He was drifting on. During
all this time of travel he made man,
friends. Those Of title sought afte
and invited him to their fe,es. Some
times he was with them, and again h
would remain in his apartments.
Soon he tired of French hospitallt.
and their modes Of amusement. Still
drifting on, the next place we hn(
him, besides the many Others he Wis
tied Italy the land of Calico, Dante
and Tasso. He arrived early in tn
morning, and had been lettering abou
all day. He the English born in tn
city OF Ravenna, admlring the hallowe
spo! where the tomb Of the poet nos
stands.