The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1908-02-06

staircase and into her brougham.
Dear old UNCLE she kept repeating tc
nerself-her aunt had been dead for many
years-'home would not be home without
mimi"
Inc drive was a short one across Oxford
street to Seamore place, Park Lane.
Inc once obscure country doctor was
now the famous and honored specialist.
member of the reigning house had beer
practically saved by his skill, and the re-
ward was a knighthood and a court ap.
| poi. trnent.
AS Ivy descended from the carriage al
her uilcle's door. she saw what she had
tailed In her excitement to notice before,
that the coachman (the brougham was one
or Sir Miles, sent by him for her use till
she was settled) was g%rinning a recogni-
ton.
why. Plunkett," she exclaimed, with a
smile, lis that you? You don't look a bit
altered.'
Nor more do you. Miss-my LADY, beg
your ladyship's pardon!"
That's all right, Plunkett! You and I
have known each other for a few years.
And has my uncle lent you to me?"
Yes, my lady. lie said he thought I'd
take more care of you than the second
~coachman.
Just like him. isn't 1t. Plunkett? You
needn't wait. I'm going to stay all day
with Sir Miles,
The meeting w uncle and niece was
something neither would be likely to for
get. He had missed her so, this lonely.
prosperous man, and she. though her
heart was now given to a husband, had
looked forward to seeing him again with
all the great love of a child for her
father.
Later on. when the general joined the
little family circle, 1t was a question
whether a happier one existed in all Eng
land.
While the two were alone, however, Sir
Miles was suddenly reminded by a chance
remark of Ivy Of the deathbed scene of
20 years before.
Uncle" said, "havc you not a pic
ture, a %trinket, or some little thing once
owned by my mother which you could give
me?"
why, Of course 1 have, child! Your
father the night he died gave me a packet
which, somehow, I have refrained from
opening until now"
"Oh, fetch 1t dear, do! / think that /
should be still happier than 1 am, IL |
could only see and touch something which
belonged tony mother"
He went and got 1t. and together they
opened It.
There was a miniature of the first wv
a pathetic letter. written to her father, but
sent; her marriage certificate, and a
ring. With these, was a letter addressed
to Sir Miles. and which. reproaching him
self for having so long neglected to read.
he passed to the writer's daughter.
After a repetition OF that which. when
dying. he had told the doctor, he went on
to say that she had always desired. for
the child's sake, to intrust her to hel
uncie's care, but that the temptation tc
nave her near him was too great to be
resisted. Finding himself In the neighbor.
hood where his wife's brother lived, and
realizsng that his own end was near, he
determined that he would lose no time In
carrying out that which he knew to have
been his wife's earnest desire.
For two or three years now" he con.
Guided things have gone from bad L
worse with me, so that ! can leave nothing
to my little Ivy, save my prayers for hel
future happiness. Don't let her quite for
get me. bless her!"
The letter ended abruptly here. but un
tderneath, as an evident afterthought, wer,
the words. II have arranged with m,
Two partners, Nat Ross and Charlie Town
send, thai after my death the whole show
TENT, vans, and horseshoe sold: see thu
there IL taken out OF the proceeds enough
to bury me deeent1y. / want to lie witt
IVY, MY wife, Nat knows where"
Uncle and niece looked at one another
the Thoughts OF both going out to tn,
!, grave n strangely assorted pair. VIII,
n1ter The struggle and the storm lay calm
Iiy and peacefully side by side. At res
Tor everywhere.
Once more II was fay time ON the out