Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1910-12-13

VI nat was On Inc pdDeIs
somebody was very sorry for some
thing she had done to Cornelia. She
said she was -ery sick"
"Who was very sick?'
"Why. the person who wrote the
letter"
"Who wrote ft?'
81 can't remember the name"
The lady asked the last few ques-
tons feverishlv. She eagerly asked
another Would I know the name If
1 heard It? l replied that l thought
l would. Then she asked If it was
Amy.
YES" I replied; that's IL. Amy"
The lady gave me a fierce hug. then
asked trembIingly what I had done
with the letter l told her that I had
put all the papers I had found in the
desk together and given them to the
housekeeper TO put away.
Come with me- said the lady. 81
wish you to tell your father some
thing" She drew me TO the telephone,
called up my father. then. placing me
in position to talk. told me what to
say.
Papa, ask Mrs. Crimmins for the
papers l took out of my desk. You
will find one among them signed Amy,
with something in II about Cornelia.
/ will hold the wire till hear from
you"
/ heard a click and knew that my
father had gone ITO do as I had indi-
Gated Cornelia awaited another call
with feverish anxiety. Ten minutes
had not elapsed when there was
ring. Then l heard my fathers voice
saying:
Il have read Amy's letter. Since all
is explained see no reason why your
location should remain q secret. Tel
the lady that if you give it 10 me !
will come to join you Immediately"
l received permission to give the
street and number. and within twenty
minutes there was a sharp ring 1T the
doorbell. My father entered. He and
the lady stood regarding each other
for a few moments; then he knelt be-
fore her and said:
Forgive me-"
He rose, and they were clasped in
each others arms.
But l, having no mind 70 be left out
OF these transports, running up to
them, said:
won't you take me in tOo?"
My father took me up and held me
in his arms. while the lady put hers
about me also. covering me with
kisses.
ITO think" she said, that you
should have been the means Of bring
ing this matter to light"
Il have been a fool" said my IA
Their, Ito believe anything that fend
said;" then to me:
My boy, this is your mother.
Prompted by a malicious woman who
wrote a confession which she had not
either the courage orSuficient time
before her death 10 send, l treated
mamma very cruelty"
Are you the lady" / asked Of my
mother. whom l remember taking me
up from my crib one night when you
were crying and kissing me?"
That was a Goodby. though you
were too young to know it. left you
suddenly on Christmas eve"
And l have faint remembrance Of
stockings hanging from the manteI."
Everything was ready for your
first Christmas-that is. the first You
could ppreciate-when-wh
Il listened TO a she devil" said my
father ansrily, land caused all this
suffering"
1T IS all past now" my mother IN
terposed. Another Christmas is be-
fore us. When | kidnapped our boy l
did not dream l was to bring about a
reunion for us all"
At that moment dinner was an
nounced. and my mother proposed that
we should all sit down together. But
father would not hear Of II. He had
a carriage at the door and insisted
shat we should 20 TO tho home from
which mother had been driven
decade before ard make the reunion
complete under our own rooftree.
Never can / forget thar Christmas.
My mother in n short time made great
preparations. bu; Il was not these that
Were n delight to us all-it was that
we were 4 reunited family.