Beadle's Dime Novels No. 131 — page 75: what you’re looking at

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™”. EXAMINING THE CONTENTS OF THE TRUNK. 79 are to call orf me freely for all the money you need. You must have every thing handsome and appropriate, for you know there is no lack of means.” “Thank you, Oliver. Yes, let us examine the trunk. I haye always meant to show you its contents. They need some attention, too, as I have not looked at them since I came home. Get Sally to help you bring it in, and we will open it. here.” The package was soon placed on the floor of the sitting- room, and the two young people knelt beside it. It was a stout and very secure black-leather trunk, mouldy upon the outside. The supposition had been that it was but a part of the baggage of Tangee’s mother, there being no letters or pa- pers, and none of the child’s wardrobe in it. Tangece had the key, which she produced, and, unlocking it, she lifted the lid; but, before she had touched one of the garments folded therein, she burst into tears. It always affect- ed her deeply to behold those sole mementoes of a nameless -parent. From them she had been able to conjure up a vision of a young and beautiful mother, slight and elegant of form ; and the vision had become so real, from much dwelling upon it, that it was difficult for her to believe but that she truly re- membered her. Every time she opened the trunk, that tragic fate of the poor young creature rushed over her with a power that brought forth tears. She wept a few moments, Oliver pressing her hand in silent sympathy. Then she took out the dresses, one by one, old- fashioned in make, but of the richest materials. Several of them were of the finest linen-cambric, delicately embroidered, and others of tissue and crape, seeming fitted to a tropical climate, ‘Then there were brocades and satins of the most costly patterns. Some were spotted with the salt-water— others had escaped, as the trunk had been cast ashore before it had been many hours exposed. There were a couple of fans, a sandal-wood box containing some ribbons and laces, with a bracelet of strung-pearls of considerable value, and a shawl. | “ These are all East Indian goods,” said Oliver, when he . bad attentively examined them. “ My father Geals in all of them. ‘This is a real cashmere shawl, very valuable; I have, _ : : comichooks.com