Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1901-10-16
CHAPTER IV.-(Continued.)

CHAPTER IV.-(Continued)
With the utmost care Ella arranged her
long curls, and then, tying over her black
dress the only white apron which she
possessed, she started for Mrs. Camp
bells. The resemblance between herself
and Ella Campbell was indeed so strik-
Ing that but for the dress the mother
might easily have believed it to have been
her own child. As it was, she started up
when the little girl appeared, and, draw
Ing her to her side, involuntarily kissed
her; then, causing her to sit down by her
side, she minutely examined her fea-
lures, questioning her meantime concern
Ing her mother and her home in England.
OF the latter Ella could only tell her that
they lived in city, and that her mother
had once taken her to a large, handsome
house in the country, which she said was
her old home.
From this Mrs. Campbell inferred that
Elias family must have been superior
to most of the English who emigrate to
this country, and after few more ques-
tions she decided to take her for a time
at least, so with another kiss she dismiss
ed her, telling her she would come for
making for Mary and Alice, and on the
same day in which Mrs. Campbell was
to call for Ella Mr.. Knight, one of the
"selectmen," whose business 1t was to
look after the towns poor, also came to
the cottage. After learning that Ella
was provided for, he turned to Mary,
asking, "how old she was, and what she
could do saying that his wife was in
want of just such a girl to do "chores,"
and If she was willing to be separated
from Alice he would give her home with
him.
But Mary only hugged her sister closer
to her bosom as she replied, ''Pd rather
go with Alice. l promised mother to
take care of her.
Every WE'LL" said the man. T'm going
to North Chicopee, but shall be back in
two hours, SO you must have your things
all ready"
Don't cry so, Mary" whispered Billy,
when he saw how fast her tears were
falling. "I'll come to see you every week,
and when l am older, and have money,
will take you from the poorhouse, and
Alice, too"
Just then Mrs. Campbelrs carriage
drove up. She had been taking her after
noon ride, and now, ON her way home,
had stopped for Ella, who In her delight
at going with SO handsome woman, for
got the dreary home which awaited her
sister. While she was getting ready
Mr.. Knight returned, and, driving his
old-fashioned yellow wagon up by the
side of Mrs. CampbelPs stylish carriage,
he entered the house, saying, Come, gal,
you're ready, hope. The old mare don't
want to stand, and I'm in desput hur-
ry, too. / ort to be to hum this minute,
instead Of driving over that stony Part
upog road. l hope you don't mean to
carry that ar thing" he continued, point
Ing with his whip toward Alice's cradle,
which stood near Mary's box of clothes.
The tears came into Mary's eyes, and
she answered, "Alice has always slept
In It, and 1 didn't know but"
Here she stopped and, running up to
Ella, hid her face in her lap and sobbed,
81 don't want to go. Oh! l don't want
70 go can't l stay with your"
Billy's yellow handkerchief was sud-
denly brought into requisition, and Mrs.
Bender, who, with all her imaginary
aches and pains, was a kind-hearted
woman, made vigorous attacks upon her
snuffbox, while Mrs. Campbell patted
Msry's head, saying, Poor child, can't
take you both, but you shall see your sis
ter often"
IIlla was too much pleased with Mrs.
Campbell and the thoughts of the fine
home to which she was going to weep,
but her chin quvered when Mary held
up the baby for her to kiss, and said,
"Perhaps you will never see little Allie
again
When all was ready Mr. Knight walk
ed around his wagon, and, after trying
to adjust the numerous articles it con
tanned, said: II don't see how In the
world l can carry that cradle; my wagon
Is chuck full now. Here is a case of
shoes for the gals to stitch, and piler-
case of flour FOR Miss Smith, and forty
'leven other traps, so | guess you'll have
to leave it. Mebby you can find one
there, and If not, why, she'll soon get
used to going without it."
Before Mary could reply Billy whisper
ed in her ear, ''Never mind, Mary; you
know that little cart that | draw moth
ers wood in; the cradle will just fit it,
and tomorrow afternoon III bring it to
you, if it doesn't rain"
Mary knew that he meant what he
said, and, smiling on him through her
tears, climbed into the rickety wagon
which was minus a step, and, taking
Alice into her arms, she was soon moving
away. In striking contrast to this Ella
about five minutes afterward, was care
fully lifted into Mrs. CampbelFs hand
some carriage, and reclining upon soft
cushions was driven rapidly toward her
new home.
Will their paths in life always continue
thus different? Who can tell?
CHAPTER V.