The Press., 1898-12-15

uncle, with view t6 distracting her. After making inquiries and finding that Mrs Brownell had left no address Mag. gie, 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- stunned 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.
 "Jackv' she said softly after kissing Maggie franticaIly. "WelI, this must be Easter day instead of Christmas. Two resurreotions from the dead r' 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 darlingl My own little girl I" he kept repeating and it suddenly dawned upon Maggie that it must be her papa, alive again ill some wonderful, | mysterious, Christmas kind of way and come back to care for her and man. ma and Sweetie.
 "We won't waste time upon long ex- plantations now,' said this gentleman as he put Maggie down at last. "I have been prostrated by an accident which caused me to lose my memory until a l ooE nd jet lxor 1xv sent to Jennie here," indicating his wife by tender glance, ''as among those killed by the collision which only injured my brain. When my memory returned to me, I made all speed to come back to her, and not being able to 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 l went to the hos. pital and brought her away. We never thought of Maggie goirg there so early, and I was to wait for her there this afternoon. We hardly knew how to reach her sooner"
 "Well. lost all trace of you all while I was out vest" said Unole Jack, taking possession of Maggie again, "and only found this little gir by the merest accident" And he lifted Maggie lovingly to his knee, for they had reached the parlor by this time.
 And after that: Well, it was Christ mas day, and all the stores were closed but money will do a great deal, and il wasn't long before Auntie Stewart scantily filled larder was plentifully supplied, and an immense turkey wal roasting iu the oven.
 And when the dinner had been eater and everybody had told every ybody 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 many of them, and, the best of all, per haps, was Uncle Jacks plan for Maggie
 "This little girl is going to be beau tiful singer by and by" he said, witt tender good night kiss as he carried her up to the little attic room Aunti Stewart had insisted upon their usin, for the night, while papa followed witt Sweetie, ito say nothing of being noble woman if she grows up as brav' and unselfish as she is now. I noticed how strong and sweet her voice bad, fair to be the moment I heard her giv ing tue roar which astnnished me st much. AnJ am going to see that has the best of training. And my pc name for her will always be 'Littl, Borrioboola Cha. "-Chicago Intel