The Red Cloud chief., 1898-10-28

gazing with fixed eyes and parted lips
on something which she held cloJe TO
the light.
Richard, Richard. look herc!" she
exclaimed excitcdly.
Richard looked. It was the little
daguerreotype he had picked mp in the
mans room and slipped into his pocket
almost without looking at II.
"Oh. that's only likeness OF some
body that l found in his room as we
were leaving. and thought had better
take with me. Put 1t on the mantle
piece; he may want to have 1t again."
But, Richard. do you mean to say
that you don't recognize It? Why,
good heavens! don't you see it's like
| ness Of mother?"
"Of your mother?" he exclaimed,
snatching 1t from her hand. He held 1t
close to tho lamp, and had to turn 1t at
several different angles before he could
catch the faded tints on the Ginning
silver plate from which they seemed
obliterated, and when he did so he
could not repress a loud exclamation Of
astonishment.
! 1T Is she, sure enough! No one
could ever forget those long curls!
And I've seen her in just such bonnet
/ all round her face--I'm sure a hun
dred times! How extraordinary! How
on earth can he have come to have it?"
why, Richard. how can you be so
stupid? don't you see it's Jack! our
lost Jack. whom we have believed dead
so many years! Oh. Jack. Jack, Is this
the way We find you again? Poor. poor
fellow, what miseries you must have
passed through! But we will try and
make 1t better for you now. Open
your eyes, dear Jack! 1t Is /, your lit
tie Molly, and We shall be so happy to-
gether again. Oh. Richard, make him
come to: do your best now IL you never
did before"
She was down on her knees beside
him, trying to raise his head on her
breast, chafing his hands and covering
his unconscious face with kisses.
"See the air is reviving him already"
said Richard. Now, Mary. control
yourself; don't speak to him till tell
you; have something to say to him
first. Put out the lamp and sit down In
that chair, away from the window.
Come now" turning to the patient,
who had just opened his eyes with two
or three deep slghs. "Sit up. Sergeant
Wentworth"
"Yes, COLONEL" cried the sergeant,
raising himself mechanically, and lift
ing his hand In military salute. Sud-
denly his dazed eye cleared and he
looked round with keen, suspicious
glance. "Why, It's the doctor! How
do you know MY l mean," he stam-
mered, suddenly conscious of having
committed himself, my names In
gram, not Wentworth"
Come, come, Jack Wentworth, don't
turn away your best friends. l know
all about you, and here is your little
sister Molly, just waiting to spring
into your arms. Don't tell her you
don't remember her; she has been talk
ing about you ever since we were mar
ried, and even after she had a boy of
her own, whom she would insist on
naming after you"
ooh, Jack, Jack!" cried Mary, run
ming into his embrace; "how do you
think I could ever forget you? Don't
! tell me you have forgotten me! Oh,
Jack! what dreadful times you must
have hadl But we'll make you forget
all your sorrows now."
molly, Molly, 1t is really your"
cried the hardened soldier, actually
bursting into tears. Forget you. my
little pet? Why, you were the one
memory that kept me from blowing
out my brains dozen times! And the
one thing that made me save my plum
der and scrape and starve In the midst
OF plenty--for am rich, Molly, though
| I don't look twas the hope of being
, able to find you one day and share my
winnings with you. When ! made my
way home to the old place in York
: shire and found all the family were
| gone, and the only thing could hear
of you was that you had married doc
tor and were living no one could tell
me where, just started off In search
, OF you. and for three weary years
t have tramped nearly every road in
England looking for you. It's not like
, ly that I'm going to say now ! DOM
remember you. my little Molly"
I He turned to Richard with out
D stretched hand. IL hope you'll forgive
, me for what said just now. You have
3 treated me with the greatest kindness
ever received from any one. and re
! paid you with insult. But was really
not sane where that belt was con
, cerned. You were quite right about
Q It. got the jewels at Burmah; Lord
0 what a do It was! l will tell you the
Q story one of these days. don't know
. yet myself what they are worth, but 4
, is something fabulous. The possession
: OF them made regular miser Of me
: but l was thinking OF Molly all tn,
r time. Now / have found her, and tn,
. half of them are hers, and as for tn,
: rest. why, II you can put up with tn,
t humors of Srotchety. tes;y old broth
Y er-in-law. think I'll end my wande.'
Y ings here and play the rich bachelo