Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1898-04-06

She was lying, when he entered the
room. on q little couch drawn close 10 tne
window, the sunlight, which fell full upon
her, lighting up the golden hafr and re-
fined face with unearthly beauty. Wnen
he uttered her name, she stood up, and
70 like her mother did she appear that IL
was with. dimculty he could refrain from
clasping her in his arms. But ne must
not startle her, he redected-he saw now
fragile she was.
"You call me Madaline," she said again
but I do not know you"
Before answering her, Lord Mountdean
turned to Margaret.
"WM you leave us aloner" he request
ed, but Lady Arleigh stretched out her
hand.
THAT is my mother" she said-"shs
must not be sent away from me"
II will not be long away, Madahne.
You must listen to what this gentleman
saysand, my dear, do not let 1t upset
you."
EMrs. Dornham retired, closing xhe door
carefully behind her. and Lady ArIeigh
esd the saxl stood looking at eaoh other.
SYon ean me Madaline," she sa2. "and
you send my mother from me. What can
you have to sayT A sudden thought oc-
Cured to her. HAS Lord Arleigh sent
you to mew she asked.
Lord Arleighv' he repeated in wonder.
mo, he has nothing to do with what l
have to say. Sit down-you do not look
strong-and l will tell you why am
here"
1t never occurred to him to ask why
she had named Lord Arleigh. He saw
her sink, half exhausted, half frightened.
upon the couch, and he sat down by her
side.
"Madaline," he began, will you look at
me, and see II my face brings back no
dream, no memory to you? Yet how fool
ish l am to think Of such a thing How
| can you remember me when your baby
eyes rested on me for only a few min
utesY
81 do not remember you," she said,
gcntly-"I have never seen you before"
"My poor child" he returned, In a tone
so full Of tenderness and pain that she
was startled by 1t, ''this is hardv'
You cannot be the gentleman I used
to see sometimes in the early home that
I only just remember, who used to amuse
me by showing me his watch and take
me out for driyesT
mo, l never saw you, Madaline, as a
| child left you when you were three OF
four days old. l have never seen you
since, although have spent a fortune al.
most in searching for you"
"You have" she said, wonderingly
"Who, then, are you?"
THAT Is what want to tell you with.
out startling you. Madaline-dear heav.
en-, how strange It seems to utter that
name again! You have always believed
that good woman who has just quilted
the room to be your motherr'
"Yes, always" abe repeated, wondering
ly.
"And that wretched man, the convict
you have always believed to be your faith
erT'
"Always," she repeated.
"Win It pain or startls you very much
| to hear that they are not even distantly
| related to you-that the woman was sim
ply chosen a. your fosteF-mother becaust
she had just lost her own childr
II cannot believe it." she cried, trem
bling violently. "Who are you who tell.
me thisT
"I am Hubert, Earl Of Mountdean," h
replied, 'and, II you win allow me. vii
tell you what else I am"
Tell me-" she said, gently.
Il am your father, Madaline-and thu
best part Of my life has been spent il
looking for you"
(To be continued9