Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1898-09-30
Aunt Sanders was more than once com.
PEELED to call in the house physician to
administer to her niece.

Aunt Sanders was more than once CON-
PEELED to call in the house physician to
administer to her niece.
The girl, who had tasted all the bit
terness of an orphaned life, chung to
the motherless child with all the
vehemency of a first love. Night and
day she prayed that something might
interfere to let her keep the girl q little
longer.
And the unexpected happened. A
stranger alighted one day from the sin
gle-horse fly, which piled between the
railway station and the best hotel in
town. He was a handsome, prosper
~ous-looking man. Ills clothes and the
alligator bag indicated that. He asked
for the best room in the house and paid
for it in advance. The morning after
his arrival he set out for the parson-
age, and through the volubility of the
minister's ~housekeeper, 1t soon leaked
out that lie had oome to inquire about
Mrs. Rossiter. The parson took him
first to the little graveyard and showed
him the mound beneath which the old
char-woman lay buried. Then he &C.
colnpanied him to the orDhanage to sec
little Bee.
Lizzie Macready vas busy ut q WIN
dow, when the stranger and the parson
walked up the gravel path. The
bronzed face of the former was aglow
with excitement. Lizzie had never seen
a more pleasing face, she thought. It
was a good, honest face, too. and when
q moment later she was requested to
bring little Bee to the reception-room.
her heart throhbed wildly. Perhaps
her prayer had been heard!
The woman and the child entered the
room, and the stranger came forward
to greet them. He caught the little girl
in his arms and kissed her. Bee, who
had never before been caressed by q
man. wound her arms around his neck
and laid her head on his shoulder. A
good omen, thought Lizzie, and con-
idingly shook the strangers hand.
The minister introduced tile visitor as
Mr.. Cornell, little Bees half-brother.
His father, a Wild, reckless fellow, had
left his WIFE. He had taken their child,
II boy. with him. The boy was the
man, Who now stood before them.
They had drlfted to the mining camps
OF Colorado and there Correll had
amassed riches. A. few months ago he
died. leaving everything to his son aud
imploring him to find his mother. This
the son did. He had learned of his
mothers divorce and marriage to Ros-
sitter. and Of the birth Of u baby girl.
Their trail led to the little mountain
town In Vermont, and here he found
II III her grave, the other n public
charge in an o%rplianage. Now he
would take her away with him and
spend his riches upon her. III Il day
or W. he would be ready to depart.
! Lizzie Macready grew pale us death,
when he announced his intention. The
child, still nesting III his arms, held out
her iianl to her fostev-mother.
Dear Number Six" she cried, II can
never leave you"!
Sweet bushes crept in the girls
ciieei: ut this avowal Of affection on the
part of the child. Tho stranger
stopped and kissed her hai,~,
lIoW chE L ever thank you Tor what
you have done for hery!"
For days Nj. Cornell, the rich young
miner. fingered in the little mountain
town. Again the gossips got together
wondering what kept him in a place SC
devoid of attraction to people Will
money. There was nothing in the wd;
OF little Bees Departure. Surely. tina
foolish young woman. Lizzie Mac