The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1898-12-23
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yncru rlgu, away, put welI stop AM,
buy some flowers first. -
And they set forth, only to find dis
appointment awaiting them at the hos
pital. Mrs Brownell had left the hos
pital that morning in the care of a
strange gentleman who had brought u
carriage for her.
"Was it Uncle Stewart" asked Mag
gle, aud the kindly girl hesitated be-
fore replying, catching the busy nurse
as she turned away.
"Uncle Stewart ~ she said at length
"The old gentleman who came here
with her and sometimes brings the lit
tie girl: No. it was much younger
man.
''Did mamma know him?" asked
Maggie, with a shade of sadness darlzen-
ing her expressive face in q manner
which did not escape her uncle's notice,
and again the good natured nurse staid
her steps to reply.
eyes. . she said. with pleasant, if
hasty, smile, ''she was delighted to see
him and went with him at once.
Maggie turned away sadly, tear
falling on her shabby frock, and she
did not refuse the comforting pressure
of her uncle's hand as they walked
down the long ward together.
Let's go to Sweetie, " suggested her
uncle. with view to distracting her.
After making inquiries and finding that
Mrs. Brownell had left no address Mag
gle, who felt that ali the world was sad
and her doll stuffed with sawdust with
a vengeance, assented drearily.
Maybe she'll be gone too, - she said
mournfully, her lip quivering with
pitiful sorrow, as they stepped into the
carriage again, and she did not speak
again until the horses drew up at Mrs.
Stewards door, Her uncle lifted her
out. She sprang up the stairs and rang
the bell, and then-then the world re-
sumed its normal coloring, and her doll
was once more worth loving, for Sweetie
had leaped to her arms, and there in
the hall behind was mamma.
'sJack!" she said softly after kissing
Maggie frantically. "Well, this must
be Easter day instead of Christmas.
Two resuIrections from the dead T. and
she drew his attention to another man
| who had seized upon Maggie as she re-
leased her and was embracing her as
though he would never let her go again.
"My darling! My own little girl!''
he kept repeating, and it suddenly
dawned upon Maggie that it must be her
papa, alive again in some wonderful,
mysterious, Christmas kind of way
i and come back to care for her and mann
ma and Sweetie.
eve won't waste time upon long e1-
plantations now, said this gentleman
as he put Maggie down at last. "Ihave
been Frustrated by an accident which
caused me to lose my memory until ia
week ago and my name was mistakenly
sent to Jennie here" indicating his
wife by tender glance, "as among
those killed by the collision which only
injured my brain. When my mem DRY
returned to me, made all speed tc
come back to her, and not being able tc
find the smallest trace of her thought
of dear old Aunt and Uncle Stewart.
knew they would be kind to my poor
darlings. And then went to the hos
pital and brought her away. We never
thought of Maggie going there SO early,
and was to wait for her there thi:
afternoon. We hardly knew how tt
reach her sooner -
"Well. l lost all trace of you al
while l was out west" said Uncle
Jack. taking possession of Maggie
again, "and only found this little CIR
by the merest accident. And he lifted
Maggie lovingly to his knee, for the,
had reached the parlor by this time.
And after that? Well, it was Christ
mas day, and all the stores were closed
, but money willrdo great deal, and i
wasn't long before Auntie Stewart
scantily filled larder was PLENTIFUL.
supplied, and an immense turkey wa
: roasting in the oven.
3 And when the dinner had been eater
9 and everybody had told everybody els
how glad and happy and surprised the.
! were they sat close together and mad
plans for the future, lovely, wonderful
plans, which seemed almost too good t
! come true. But they did come true
E many Of them. and, the best of all, per
: haps, was Uncle Jacks plan for Maggie
5 'This little girl is going to be beau
y tiful singer by and by" he said, wit
7 tender good night kiss as he carrie
her up to the little attic room Aunt
Stewart had insisted upon their usin
: for the night. while papa followed wit
Sweptia tsto saw nOthinp of hainD