Timothy Crump's Ward Part 25
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"Blue."
"So are Ida's."
"A small mouth, with a very sweet expression."
"Yes."
"And I believe her dress was a light one, with a blue ribbon about her waist. She also had a brown scarf about her neck, if I remember rightly."
"That is exactly the way Ida was dressed when she went away. I am sure it must be she."
"Perhaps," suggested his uncle, "this woman, though calling herself Ida's nurse, was really her mother."
"No, it can't be," said Jack, vehemently. "What, that ugly, disagreeable woman, Ida's mother! I won't believe it. I should just as soon expect to see strawberries growing on a thorn-bush. There isn't the least resemblance between them."
"You know I have not seen Mrs. Hardwick, so I cannot judge on that point."
"No great loss," said Jack. "You wouldn't care much about seeing her again. She is a tall, gaunt, disagreeable looking woman; while Ida is fair, and sweet looking. I didn't fancy this Mrs. Hardwick when I first set eyes on her. Aunt Rachel was right, for once."
"What did she think?"
"She took a dislike to her, and declared that it was only a plot to get possession of Ida; but then, that was what we expected of Aunt Rachel."
"Still, it seems difficult to imagine any satisfactory motive on the part of this woman, supposing she is not Ida's mother."
"Mother, or not," returned Jack, "she's got possession of Ida; and, from all that you say, she is not the best person to bring her up. I am determined to rescue Ida from this she-dragon. Will you help me, uncle?"
"You may count upon me, Jack, for all I can do."
"Then," said Jack, with energy, "we shall succeed. I feel sure of it.
'Where there's a will there's a way,' you know."
CHAPTER XVIII. FINESSE.
THE next thing to be done by Jack was, of course, in some way to obtain a clew to the whereabouts of Peg, or Mrs. Hardwick, to use the name by which he knew her. No mode of proceeding likely to secure this result occurred to him, beyond the very obvious one of keeping in the street as much as possible, in the hope that chance might bring him face to face with the object of his pursuit.
Fortunately her face was accurately daguerreotyped in his memory, so that he felt certain of recognizing her, under whatever circ.u.mstances they might meet.
In pursuance of this, the only plan which suggested itself, Jack became a daily promenader in Chestnut and other streets. Many wondered what could be the object of the young man who so persistently frequented the thoroughfares. It was observed that, while he paid no attention to young ladies, he scrutinized the faces of all middle-aged or elderly women whom he met, a circ.u.mstance likely to attract remark, in the case of a well-made youth like Jack.
Several days pa.s.sed, and, although he only returned to his uncle's house at the hour of meals, he had the same report to bring on each occasion.
"I am afraid," said the baker, "it will be as hard as finding a needle in a hay-stack, to hope to meet the one you seek, among so many faces."
"There's nothing like trying," answered Jack, courageously. "I'm not going to give up yet awhile."
He sat down and wrote the following note, home:--
"DEAR PARENTS:
"I arrived in Philadelphia safe, and am stopping at Uncle Abel's. He received me very kindly. I have got track of Ida, though I have not found her yet. I have learned as much as this, that this Mrs.
Hardwick--who is a double distilled she-rascal--probably has Ida in her clutches, and has sent her on two occasions to my uncle's. I am spending most of my time in the streets, keeping a good lookout for her. If I do meet her, see if I don't get Ida away from her. But it may take some time. Don't get discouraged, therefore, but wait patiently. Whenever anything new turns up you will receive a line from your dutiful son
"JACK."
In reply to this letter, or rather note, Jack received an intimation that he was not to cease his efforts as long as a chance remained to find Ida.
The very day after the reception of this letter, as Jack was sauntering along the street, he suddenly perceived in front of him a form which at once reminded him of Mrs. Hardwick. Full of hope that this might be so, he bounded forward, and rapidly pa.s.sed the suspected person, turned suddenly round, and confronted Ida's nurse.
The recognition was mutual. Peg was taken aback by this unexpected encounter.
"Her first impulse was to make off, but the young man's resolute expression warned her that this would prove in vain.
"Mrs. Hardwick!" said Jack.
"You are right," said she, nodding, "and you, if I am not mistaken, are John Crump, the son of my worthy friends in New York."
"Well," e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed Jack, internally, "if that doesn't beat all for coolness."
"My name is Jack," he said, aloud.
"Indeed! I thought it might be a nickname."
"You can't guess what I came here for," said Jack, with an attempt at sarcasm, which utterly failed of its effect.
"To see your sister Ida, I presume," said Peg, coolly.
"Yes," said Jack, amazed at the woman's composure.
"I thought some of you would be coming on," said Peg, whose prolific genius had already mapped out her course.
"You did?"
"Yes, it was only natural. But what did your father and mother say to the letter I wrote them?"
"The letter you wrote them!"
"The letter in which I wrote that Ida's mother had been so pleased with the appearance and manners of her child, that she could not resolve to part with her, and had determined to keep her for the present."
"You don't mean to say," said Jack, "that any such letter as that has been written?"
"What, has it not been received?" inquired Peg, in the greatest apparent astonishment.
"Nothing like it," answered Jack. "When was it written?"
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