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Chapter NumberVI
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Full Date1893-11-20
Page Number4
Word Count738
Last Corrected0000-00-00
Newspaper TitleThe Daily News (Perth, WA : 1882 - 1950)
Trove TitleA Terrible Wrong
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It was eighteen years later. Eighteen years of sorrow and bitterness, of iinavailing grief, of shame an dan guish, and not one word had evfer come to the old home of the lost daughte of the Redburns.

When the proud and hard, old .mother had returned from that fatal .journey to London, with the bitterness 1 of death stamped npon her features, she had said that her daughter was dead — and none dared question her. No one doubted her statement, except .her daughter in law, and she never dared allude to poor, lost Queenie. - In a, moment of marital confidence and fraternal grief John Redburn had fold his wife all that he himself knew of his sifter's story, and had begged : i he name. that had once been so dear in himself and his mother might never again be spoken in that 'house. And so, as the years had gone by,

and a new generation sprang up. m the picturesque old .Kentish, farm house, the name of Queenie Redburn faded from remembrance of all except three hearts, and these three 'were, very bitter against her. They hoped and believed.that she was dead to the world as to them, but the mother never read of any unfortunate woman without a shudder. Under, some alias might not her own Queenie be living a life of wickedness and crime ? Descent after the first downfall is always rapid. And John Redburn studied the London newspapers during the long evenings, and the sorrowful stories he read haunted him for long days afterwards at his work. Might not the guilty wretch of whom he read be his sister whom he had lost in her fair young beauty so many years before ? He had maintained the /baby Doleres from the first. He had left her vrith Mrs. Brown during her last two years of life. Fragile as the little creature had seemed, she had clung tenaciously to life. He could not take his baby niece home — the brewer's wife was fit only to be her nurse in, infancy-^-and he desired more refined associations for his young chai'ge. An advertisment in the Tim-'.% which he took regularly, attracted his attention, ' A clergyman's wife, at Norwood, desired four little girls, scarcely beyond babyhood, to bring

np and educate ?with ner small orood. Children of India ollicers and civil servants especially desired.' A com mon advertisement, and one that may bo seen almost any day in London newspapers, but which seemed to John Redburn peculiarly providential* He went to Norwood, saw .the Rev. Mr. Watkyn and Mrs. Watkyn, was pleased with them, and transferred baby Dolores to their gentle and lov ing care. He told Mrs. Watkyn that the child was his relative ; but he did not state her exact relationship to- him. He said that she was to be educated to earn own living as a governess, and

that he particularly desired her to become self reliant, and thoroughly accomplished. lie had left the child to this new life, without a kiss or word of tender ness, and had not seen her since. 'When Dolores had attained the age of twelve years, Mrs. Watkyn wrote that her own health was feeble, and that she had given up. her school. She loved Dolores as well as her own offspring, but the child had grown bi'vond her teaching, and required abler instructors. The little Dolores possessed a rare genius, she declared, and should have great opportunitiesfor its development. She knew of an excellent hoarding school at Nice, in the south of France, where, daughters of excellent families only were re ceived. Several English :i -'il'inen's daughters were being educated there. ' Such associations would be invalu nblf T'i' the future of the girl. She Mrs. Watkyn —was a friond of tl'n? nr.inrietrpss'of this school, and could

unpai-aTleled advantages, if Mr. Re'd iuiru were willing. ? ~ Mi-. Redbnrn was willing, and Mrs. Watkyn took her young chat-ge to tho School at Nice, and Dolores had re mained there ever since: The old brick fiu'mhouse had Dot Changed during these oiglitdeii yeai'S: The bees still lltimn-ecl under' the i pfirlov window, the oldfashioned tiowers still bloomed in the quaint garden, the cent of roses and violets and spice pinks stilt filled tlie sdftairV l't was late in June, warm, balmy, and (To be continued.)