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DOT? A.
THE ADOPTED 0 OGHTER.
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By J. W ft., or JTocooa, Qs.
Cha^TKU XXIYL
THE MYSTERY OF THE CHILD EX¬
PLAINED ; TOM (TURNER, MYSTERIOUS
TOM TURNER STILL !
If Toin Turner had really sent this
woman a little girl with directions
to deliver the child to Raul, eireura-
stances were certainly against him
At one time he decided to force his
way out but the lady could easily
summon the police and then it would
worse than ever.
He considered a few moments and
then asked to be shown the child.
The lady locAed the door leading
to the street and putting the Aey in
her pocket, opened the hall door op¬
posite the parlor door.
Into this room she carried the
astonished Paul. The child lay upon
neat little bed. The lady watched
change of Paul’s countenance
and was amazed to sec a loo k ot
pass over the young
man’s features, to hear his voice mur-
mw delightedly, “Estelle!’
Y'es, there upon that little bed lay
Paul’s sister, his only sister, whom
lather and mother had supposed
perished in that burning car three
weeks ago!
The little girl raised her eye lids,
an ecstatic joy beamed from her
bright eyes as she faintly murmured,
“Braver Paul!”
The lady 8 demeanor had changed
and in a pleasant voice
she remarked, ‘ Well, Mr. Bergan, it
seems that you do know something
this at last. Y'ou can doubtless
some information now/’
Then Paul related to her that
which astonished this lady almost us
much as he had been a few minutes
since.
“Yes, madam, I can. Thio child is
my only sister. My father and moth¬
thought she lost her life in that
frightful collision three weeks ago.
Ms parents still think she is dead,
and so did I until a few minutes
since. D id you not tell me that
Turner sent her to you?”
“i did Y T eater day two weeks ago,
after dusk, 1 heard a knocA: at
my door and on opening it, was
handed a huge willow busVet over
w hich w as spread a--.
The person vanished, 1 took the
to the light, raised the con or-
found this child; she was in
fever and J sent for a physician
and have had her proper¬
attended to ever since.
Here is a note which I received
this strange Tom Turner this
also a letter for you.”
Tom took the note and read :
“If Paul Bergan calls, please be so
as to give him charge of the
girl.”
This note explained part of this
Tom never intended that
should see him. Toms object
was to let i aul find Estelle.
the lady had reason to suppose
the child had been kidnapped, oi
some other crime was on foot,
was justly indignant at being
to become involved in the
scheme.
Then Paul took the letter addressed
him and read :
“Paul Bergan, Esq.,
ot e u rs* L)a\ is, • ooo o-o —-street. f ,
Oyouing th«letter, lietapnlly reatl
contents, ot winch the tolloivmg
th« substance.
•I happened to been one of the
which collided three weeks ago.
Some time after the ears were on lire
touna a little girl, cr\ mg, and
almost dead from tright, \Y hen 1
asked her where her pa was, she
pointed to one of the cars then
nearly destroyed. supposed teat
the child had managed to get out o.
the ear while her lather did
Supposing then that he was dead 1
eared for the child as best I could.
She kept calling ‘“Paul/and I Anew
from the resemblance that she was
your sister Before I arrived with
in M-. I saw in the pai>ers
that —Mr. and Sirs. Bergan had not,
as had been reported, perished.’ 7
noticed also that “Tittle Estelle had
lost her life and that her remains had
bean recovered and privately in-
terred.’ Estelle was now taken
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By Edw SCHAEFER- }■
VOL. X.
seriously ill; Mr. and Mrs. Bergan
and you thought that she was d A ad.
7f 1 return her to them, said I to
myself, and she then dies, all that
izrief of father, mother and brother
will be to endure again. So f decided
that you would never know that she
had not perished, unless she recov¬
ered ; and if she did, I would return
her to you. With this conclusion I
carried her to Mr9. Davis, who cared
for her during her illness. When she
was past danger, I asked you to call
through the paper, as youi know.
Y'our sister is now with you again,
and 1 trust that your “troubles” are
all past; that your life may be long
and happy, and that you w ill never
seek to ascertain the whereabouts of
Y'our sincere friend,
Tom Turner.”
Paul passed this to Mrs. Davis, to
whom it fully explained everything,
but this strange being called Tom
Turner.
Paul hailed a passing “buss” and
gently placed his sister therein.
8oon Estelle was folded in the arms
of her loving mother, while her father
shed tears of joy.
That was a happy family that
night, for verily “that which was
is found.'
Chapter XXV.
MR. AND MRS, BERGAN AND PAUL
VISIT MI13. DAVIS.
Next day could have been seen the
elegant carriage of the great banker
driving gaily down — street, it
stopped at o52. Mr. Bergan. his
wife and Paul soon find themselves
in Mrs. Davis little Parlor. When
Mrs. Davis enters, Paul introduces
his parents,
Mr. Bergan expresses his gratitude
as only a lather whose child is
returned to him can express it. Mr.
Bergan intended to reward her with
gold but when he saw that quiet
dignity, that complete independence,
he concluded that an otfer of money
uol ,ld be mortifying to Mrs. Davis
that friendship alone would be
more appreciated.
A pleasant conversation ensued, in
the course of which, it wa9 ascer¬
tained that Mrs. Davis’ family con¬
sisted of herself, her husband and
one daughter. Mrs. Bergan asks to
see the daughter ; Mrs. Davis retires
and returns shortly accompanied by
her daughter, whom she introduces to
her visitors as Dura Davis. The
young lady is perfectly self-possessed,
no affectation whatever, converses
freely and intelligently.
Directly Tom Turner became the
topic of conversation. None of the
party, save Raul however, knew
anything of him previous to the time
when he carried Estelle to Mrs,
Davis.
llis letter to Paul is read and
discussed ; all agree that bis identity
is SQ corap i e tely enveloped in
niya tery, that #u attempt to discover
ll ‘tn would be futile.
When the time arrives for our
frleI1< j 3 to depart, Jirs. Bergan
ex tenda a pressing invitation to Mrs.
Davis and Dora to ‘ favor her with
rreq0( j . n t visits.”
Jrs jjavis than :s her and requests
them to call and to bring Estelle
with X hein. Mrs Bergan promises
t | li3 and our friends depart, highly
phased with Mrs Davis and Dora.
Ml , 1Jergaa says> ‘they are evidently
| ad j es of refinement and are certainly
vcry highly cultivated.’
_
Cli iPTEtt XXV I
FAtL.
Mrs. Bergan, and Mrs. Davis and
Dora soon became firm friends. The
wealthy banker's wife, saw in Mrs.
Davis, a high and noble spirit the
embodiment of true womanhood.
And as for Dora, Mrs. Bergan saw
there a glorious independence so
thoroughly mingled with a kind re-
gard for the feelings of others as
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at once produce the impression that
while she i9 a most decided ebarac-
ter, she yet has a kind and generous
heart withal. Shelias that peculiar
self-possession, which once seen, is
never forgotten; and whether she be
in her mother’s kitchen or the bank-
cr’s magnificently furnished parlors
it never deserts her.
Paul at first visits Mrs. Davis’
cottage with his mother, but it is not
long before he visits alone ; occasion-
ally at first; then, more frequently,
Mrs. Davis always gives him a
hearty welcome, Dora is more re¬
served, yet she converses freely and
pleasantly. Her conversation pos-
sesses an indescribable fascination
to him ; and that sweet melodious
voice seems to him worthy of being
one of the angel band on high.
* * * * *
Two years have paseed since the
time Paul and Dora first met. Paul's
visits have continued, and now he
only knows that Dora is the same
intelligent, unassuming girl of two
years past.
He has failed to discover a single
flaw in her character, yet he has dis¬
covered that she is necessary to his
happiness, that he must win her for
his own, or else lead an aimless life
of misery,
“With thee my heart i* aye at rest,
Without thee it is tempest tossed.
With thee my life is fully blest,
Without thee I’m wrecked an 1 lost.''
Those lines expressed Paul’s
feelings only too well. lie determined
to know his fate at the first oppor.
tunity, and that opportunity he would
make as soon as the bank closes at
three o'clock.
* * * *
At three, he passes out of hi s
father’s bank and wends his way to
Mrs. Davis’ cottage. He sees Dora
in the little flower garden and
advances to her ; she frankly extends
her hand and he leads her to a rustic
scat surrounded by roses, the gladio-
lus and ehysanthemuins, and there,
in words of impassioned fervor he
tells his love and otfers her his hand
and fortune.
Her face flushed, and with broken
accents, she said, ‘No, Paul, 7 can
never be your wife, there is an
impassible gulf between us. Fay no
more; it is useless. We have both
done Nvrong; you to speak; I, to
listen. Forget that you have ever
spoken thus, and find another and
a fairer bride.’
‘Then you do not love me,’ despair
ingly.
‘I love you as never woman loved
before, still I can never be your Nvife.’
‘Dora, my darling, will you ruin
j-our own happiness and render me
miserable for all time on account of
this foolish illusion?’
Paul had risen. Then she sprung
to her feet, her face white, her lips
proud and determined. For a second
she put her hands on his shoulders ’
and the wet, full, piteous eyes met
his.
But as rapidly she withdrew them—
a , iaost .Unddering-and turned a«ay.
Faul stepped L„|dered t ‘ )rward , wlt b a pale
race ulld a air, and clasped
, d in his Her face she shel-
. / . ... th . other and slie wcpt
” ^ ^, what „ ll? Tell me
,
, jr „ ke „ voice answered, though
„ cr faee was tur ,,ed aside,
.j, u p wbo am miserabIe .>
, Vo u who are miserable? 1
Sll0 ° t(lr „ e d and looked fair into his
f “ 0 5 ' M ,T‘ 7 al *
beauty ot the world, u ' all wet, , beaut.- w i
ful and pifccoius.
^ es> ’ Paul, of a peop e in mg, nou
aic ^ ie ' ei > ^ wou ^ r ^ ll «
sorrow, but as I ha\ e »ai , cannot
be .^“ "ou
d jf love me, why not?’
»B ecauS e Paul Bergan should marry
ouc W orthy of his position and wealth ;
and notone whose very parents are
unAnown to her.
‘TVot known to her? surprisedly; 1
‘what docs that mean?'
‘It means that I am not Mrs. Davis'
child; that 7 do not know my own
name!'
Dora, be that as it tnay, you must
be my wife. I will not press it now
but you shall have one week for
consideration ; at the end of that time,
7 will come for my answer.’
‘Paul, extending her hand, ‘Fare¬
well ! It can never be.’ She swiftly
sped into the house. Paul departed.
The ‘As many a heart can tell
saddest words in every tongue, are those
which say. Farewell.’
[7o be Continued. \
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THE NINTH DISTRICT.
PICKENS COUNTY - THE MARIETTA AND
NORTH GEORGIA ROAD—JUDGE JAM- S
R. BROWN - THE RACE FOR CONGRESS
— MESSRS. CANDLER, SirEER AND
DUGOAI.—C ANDLER WILL BE ELECT-
ED.
Cor. Chronicle and Constitutionalist.
Jasper, Pickens County, Ga.,
October 15, 1882.—The term of Court
which closed here last week will bo
remembered as an eventful one. The
advent of the Marietta and North
Georgia Railroad which has just
reached here, was a source of great
wonder and curiosity to many among
the groups that gathered daily about
the engine on its arrival. Numbers
of them had never before seen a
railroad. Already it has begun to
work its changes in this peaceful
village, shutout in the past amid the
tall peaks of the Blue Ridge, from
the world beyond. A real estate
agent from Atlanta has settled here
Northern capitalists are turning their
eyes to the undeveloped riches of this
section, and the prospect of an early
completion of ibg railroad to its
North Carolina terminus brings
glowing promises of the future pro
gve8S au q prosperi'y of Jasper,
The business of l owrt was dis
patched with remarkable promptitude.
non James R. Brown, the Judge of
this Circuit sai l a brother of Senator
Brown, is one of the ablest Judges in
the State, and his rigid and rapid
administration of the law is prover¬
bial. He is a great favorite here.
During the week to!. A. D. Can
dler, for the first time, appeared on
the stump before the people of this
county. Knowing them to be warm
followers of Mr, Speer, he came among
them with some apprehension of an
unfavorable reception Indeed his
friends bad warned him that he stood
in danger of unpleasant demonstra¬
tions. The result was a gratifying
surprise The dense crowd that
gathered in the Court room to hear
him listened with the utmost respect,
llis anecdotes were well received, and
at the conclusion of his speech he was
heartily applauded. Colonel Candler
is a fine stump speaker. Despite the
disadvantage of his personnel, he has
considerable magnetism, and, without
the air of the demagogue, is a keen
judgeof human nature, and knows
well how to adapt himself to the
mountain men. lie made many
friends among his auditors here, and
a prominent citizen of the county, for
years a member of the Legislature,
says that he never saw in so short a
time such a vvonderful change among
the people. There was something
m&nlv, iur fair and honest about Colonel
r an( tut wrn „ a Uf nv.inVi in
' c
fa vor '
The Democracy are quite sanguine _
of Candler's success. Welt informed
persons, leaving this and other
doubtful counties out ot tbe question
predict a majority of two thousand
over 8 peer.
Ben Dqg^ar spoke here in behalf
of himself as the straight Republican
candidate. It is thought that he will
detract largely from Speer’s vote in
Fannin, Gilmer, and perhaps Pickens
and ethers of the mountain counties.
Mi
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THE YOUNG LADY AND THE
HORSE REPORTER.
o ie> e i in lere.
Inc several occupants of the room
looked , , , around . and , discovered
,
a
young , lady . standing , ,. .
m tne i doorway. ,
She nodded slightly to the horse
reporter, and that individual returned
the salutation with a placid mile-and-
. half-over-eight-hurdles
a smile whose ,
D
grandeur . ot „
expanse would ,, alone .
? have made , .. A i
it noticeable. .
‘You _ r are right . " , this . time, madame, , .
he t said. w ‘This is . the exact . spot .
where the seething brain of the train-
ed , journalist . t proceeds to bubble, and ,
the lances , of - m, Thought . . that ., . pierce
with unerriug aim . the , brazen . helmets -
of „ Wrong „ r are ever held , in . couchant . .
. . by strong , ready j.,
poise arms to launch ,
them . forth at the slightest ...... signal , of P
,
‘Papa ,® * doesn t know . I T , here, ,
*, am up
said ., the vision . . of r loveliness, , ,. ‘but ,, .
mamma does. , „„ ilie very minute . . T I
told , ,, her I was going . to see an editor ...
she , said ., it ., was the best thing I t could , ,
do, but when I got right to the door
/just thought I should die.'
•You don’t appear to be in danger
of immediate dissolution,’ remarked
. ,
,
‘Oh, of course, 1 don't mean exactly
that, .... said .... the young lady, ii ‘but .. . I j was „
awfully „ T
nervous, you , know—I
J
always , was that , way —and i when i I t i
was a litt.e girl , papa used , to , say
that , the , only , wav to . govern me was
j im ness. ,
‘v\ ell, we ll be gentle with you/
rephed , the , personal . tr.end ,. . , of T> Rams.
•Would you Ukc to read the Haurtons-
vil e C anon or the Cohoes breeman?
pointing to a pile of exchanges.
‘iVo, I don’t care about it, thank
you/ was the reply, ‘Y r ou editors
must have a hard time managing all
the people who come up here.’
‘There is a managing editor for that
purpose,’ said the horse reporter.
‘idow nice! And do all these gen¬ j
tlemen edit?’
CS ,
‘
‘I _ m going . to „ be , married . , next . woeA, , ,
said the young ” lady. , , . dm .. . k t it ..
*
tunny. t
•Qn.te lud.croos,ro doubt, «as the
reply,
•And 1 came up here, she «o»Un- ,
ued, ‘to see it you would put a
notice ot the affa.r m the paper. \\ .11
you do it?
•Certainly, sa.d the ho.se reporter
•Would you like to have it referred
tons ‘another one of those delightful
events in which the happ.ness of a
trusting love finds glad fruition in
wedded bliss,’ or 'the marriage bells '
rang out merrily last evening tell,ng
to the starlit skies a joyful tale ot
love’s final triumph’,’ Both these ;
sentences are kept in type, ana you j
have choice. j
can your |
*1 rather like the last one best,
said the young lady. ‘It is more
tenderly beautiful. Don't you think
so?
•Yes,’ replied the horse reporter,
‘there is a sort of curfew-will-not-
ring-to-night tinge to it that lays
over the other one.'
‘Well, then, 1 will take that. And
will an editor be around to write it
up?’
‘Certainly/
‘I will send you a piece of the
wedding caAe/ continued the young
lady.
i ‘Do/ said the horse
| ‘There is a dog up my way that needs
killing.’—Chicago Tribune.
__—— —
Dr. Hemphill paused somewhat
about ‘tenthly’ in his sermon, and
said : ’We would all be glad if that
young man in the vestibule will come
inside and , satisfy . , himself .. that ^ she i is, •
.or is not, here. That would be much
’ better than keeping a half inch
draught on the occupants of the back
pew.’ And, m the solemn silence
that followed, the congregation could
hear a sound outside as of the retreat
of an army with banners.
WANTED SPIRITUAL AID.
A rAansaw Traveler.
The Rev. Mr. Kggle sat in his
studj, preparing a sermon on the
Divine ifiission of Moses,’ when Bill
BluAe entered without ceremony.
. Bluke's face did not wear a happy
expression
‘How do you do, sir,' said the
minister arising- ‘What is j our
name * pteaseV*
‘I am Bill Bluke, the boxer of Dry
ForA*. I don't reckon you recollect
me?’
‘xYo, I don't think that I ever had
the pleasure of meeting you before.’
‘Sometime ago,’ said the visitor
seating himself and wiping his face
with ... cat . design, , .
a worked , , by . a young
. lady , and ,
presented , to , the reverend ,
--' ou came oat to ^ Dry _ Fork ,
a,u 8° ap sterna
‘ T* I , "T reckon
i as, so. lou persuaded
me to come up tj the , . bench and , I „
stayed , . till you pulled %l , me through. I
shouted , . , as loud . , anybody , , and , done ,
as /
everything . 7 T I could for the , good . of
^ oncein ,
-
Oh, yes, 7 remember now: it was
a bright , . , conversion.’ .
‘And . , when , T I jined .. . the , church you
„ J
talked , , to J long
me a time about the ,
wickedness . , , of the
world. You said ,
that , whenever I weak,
was ’ to pray * .7
and I would receive . strength. n\ all
the other day 7 liad (
; occasion to fight
. He too ..
a nigger. was strong “ forme, ..
and beat , me up pretty bad. , . Re mem-
bering what , . J you said, I T went . olf «* and i
prayed ‘ * for . more strength. ®. Then / ,
taoklcd ‘he mgger ag," . but . he , W h.p. ..
‘ >ed “f' f cn ha ‘ 1 ba, ’ Q
r™ed with . enough heat, I prayed
ag'n. and then tackled the mgger, but
he got away with me. Then I found out
tkat th .° W bcen ^ too.
Now sir, I want to 7aiow if a nigger
is . to have more influence than . ", I ve
I know that he , got . strength, * 4 i
tor each . tune . he , hit , me , harder. , ,, It
struck that I didn’t git the right . .
me
kind of religion, and , ' reputation . .?
as my
as a boxer depends on whippin’ that
. I thought Id
nigger, come m an git .,
=
^ r me Wjsh M
1 ent how ; tant it i afor me
to whip the fellow. Y brow . in . a few -
words about my standin’ among the
neighbors, and I don’t mind if you
say that I’ve al'ers voted the straight
ticket/
‘I cannot grant your absurd
request, my friend/ exclaimed the
minister. ‘Such a thing is unheard
of among civilized people/
‘Y'ou don t seem to git at the spirit
of the thing/ said the visitor, leaning
over and . spitting on the .. floor, „ ‘But
can t you write me out , a pra , r? 0 Jest T , cf
say how important it is for me to git
^ with tbe nigIer . Throw in
something about good crops and
and ulan y blessings
ldwiBd h requesting strength
cnough to , ay the nigg „ oaV
-You shock me sir, and 1 greatly
dcsir0 to b8 , rft alo „ e .
. Wal) r „ lwve lo try my
hand „„ vou> l rcckon . Git down
^ pray for „ ie , or I'll have to mix
with Y ou led me into this thing
^ { tohe]p me out . Gi ,
d<>wn n(>w and 8eud up a f ew peti-
^ '°.y ,
oa arc bla8[)Ueal008 , sir . Leave
ruy j r63cnc6»
*j_*p have to jump on you, cap’cn..’
‘Are you goin^*’**
say j’ll have to mingle with
you.
‘AM right,’ exclaimed the minister,
an j pulUng out a drawer ha seized a
pistol. ‘Don't be in a hurry,’ re-
n)ar j it}( j the preacher, cocking the
weapon.
*y., s I’ve got to go. RecAon 711
have to taAe out license to preach
before I can git away with the
nigger. Good day, and the mmister
was alone. Smiling blandly, he
returned the pistol and resumed his
sermon.
There are 537 churches m . Pmla-
figure which entitles that
town to be called ‘the city of
churches' in contradistinction to
Brooklyn, and the assessed valuation
of this property, according to the
^tion
that of the Roman Catholic
Q at ^ e( ^ ra i ($285,000,) and tfie next
largest the Jewish Synagogue on
Broad street ($220,000.) These
^“^3* values, but
| ^ ' indicate that religion in its
j var ous form9 is not an unknown
q nan tity in the city of brotherly love,
—New Y'ork Times,