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A GOLDEN HEART
By Margaret -Hodges.
A beautiful young girl and a
grand-looking old man were
about to cross the street in front
of a second-rate city flat building.
Suddenly the girl paused, halting
her companion as well. She ran
"I Cannot Cannot Accept
back into the building as if she
had forgotten something.
"Take care, there !" shouted a
voice filled with alarm, as the old
man abstractedly stepped from
the curb straight in;the path of a
The speaker, was an athletic
young man, who :had "been scan
ning the fronts of the building!
as if locating some address. His -warning
came too late, but his ac- r
tivity saved the situation. He ;
made a superb dash. Just in time
he drew the imperiled man back,
but rather rudely shaken up.
"Are you hurt, Judge Folsom?"
anxiously inquired a neighbor,
rushing up to the spot. f
"Judge Folsom Judge Hiram .
Folsom?" spoke the young man
quickly, touching his hat cour
teously. "That is my'name," replied the t
old man with a quiet dignity that ,
well became the careworn but ,
finely intellectual face. "I must -thank
you greatly. I told my
daughter, Marcia, I was growing,
old and careless and useless." j
The speaker sighed. The face r
of his auditor showed a sympa-.
thetic nature. He had noticed at
few moments previously the fad-.,
ed gentility of father and daugh
ter. No one could help but ob-,
serve Marcia Folsom. Even in , '
her plain, much-worn but grace-,
fully fitting suit she was a mar
velously attractiveyoung woman. ,
Now she came hurrying, pale
and breathless, from the house, r
having caught some fleeting ru-.
mor of her father's peril. She,
glided to his side and viewed j
gratefully the young man, who,
had drawn a sealed letter from,
his pocket. The respectful hom
age indicated in his true, honest,
eyes appealed to her warmly, and
her face softened to commenda-,
tion and interest.
"I was looking for your home,"t
exphined the young man, 'T am.