The Wahpeton times. [volume] (Wahpeton, Richland County, Dakota [N.D.]) 1879-1919, 1914-12-17
Happy incident In the Life Of
a Young Girl.

years before. It read:
nyou are convinced, write me dennitel,
by return mail. After Saturday It will b,
too late.
It was signed with single letter
either an NJ. or W.. I could not be
certain which.
placed the note in one Of the little
drawers in the upper part Of the desk
My mother was absent at the time, and
I intended to call her attention to it or
her return, but forgot all about It.
One evening I visited q friend who
lived a few doors from our house and
on taking my leave, started to 81
home alone. A carriage was standing
by the curb, and two men were loiter.
ing on the sidewalk. Az passed they
| approached me, and almost before l
knew what had happened they had
lifted me of my feet and put me in
the carriage.
begged them with tears to tell me
what It all meant ard what they were
going to do with me. One Of them as
sured me that no harm would come to
me and had best calm myself. After
driving some distance they entered
large grounds and stopped under the
porte cochere Of dwelling. The door
Of the house opened, and a matronly
woman came out, put her arm about
me with pleasant smile, led me into
the house and up into a bedroom.
where she said would spend the night
questioned her, but she gave me no
Information, though she assured mo
that no harm would come to me. I
learned something, however, from over
hearing a telephone message One Of
the men who had kidnapped me was
talking.
'She's here"
A pause.
mo. I'll guarantee that Not hu.
man being except those concerned
knows where she 70 or can track her"
A pause. $50
"she behaved very well, though, Of
course, she's pretty badly cut up"
The man listened to something more.
then hung up the receiver and went
downstairs. A few minutes later I
heard the carriage drive away.
/ will not attempt to describe my
feelings, which were rather pushed
than otherwise. for I was % Kindly
treated that 1t was impossible to con-
tinue to be frightened. The motherly
woman brought me a nightdress and
asked me If I'd like any supper. She
had no fear Of my getting out through
the window. for was on the third
story.
In the morning after breakfast was
directed to 60 into the library. A gen.
tleman was waiting for me who as Il
approached regarded me with face
on which sadness had been stamped,
but which now lighted up with kind
ness. love, admiration.
Marjorie, my child. what splendid
girl you are" -
I drew back, astonished. "Who are
your asked.
"Your father" <
my father Is not living"
HAS any one ever told you that he
Is deadT'
I could not remember that any one
had ever said 30. n
Marjorie" he continued. drawing
me to him, II am really your father.
Your mother has had You long enough;
at least 1t is now my turn for awhile.
We shall sail this afternoon for Eu.
rope"
I was convinced that he was really
my father both by his bearing toward
me and picture I had seen Of him. i
temporized with him. neither asserting
nor dissenting. We were still talking to-
gether when several men forced their
way into the house, and soon after my
mother drove up in carriage. She
found me with my father. SEEKING her
by the hand, endeavored to draw her
to him, begging them to be reconciled.
Impossible" said my father. II
gave your mother last opportunity.
more than ten years ago.
"You did not" said my mother. tears
; starting to her eyes. "You left me
without word"
Il wrote to You that IL you were con
WINGED your suspicious Of my infldelityi
were unfounded to write me within
a given time. After that It would be-
too late" y.
The words recalled the letter had
found. ~
"You wrote no such letter. You LETT
me to punish me for an unfounded SUE.
picion. and now you have stolen my
child" ~ .
"Our child" 81
Mamma" I said. ''father did write
you. The letter must have been placed
for you on grandma's desk. found n
while you were away: It had slippsd
down and got caught In the back q
the desk"
And 20 furnished the proof that
brought my dear mother and father
together after their long ssparatsn.
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