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"Then I can't stay I can't," said
"Will you give me till tomorrow to
think it over? And will you marry
me at once if I agree? Mind, I don't
promise. I want to think about it."
5 She nodded; she cotild not speak,
and went back to her desk. And in
the silence of that afternoon both
had forgotten all about the little old
lady until her bonnet appeared inside
the office at a few minutes after four.
Sandford, looking at her, felt a sud
den contraction of his heart. Some
how she brought back vividly to his
mind his home days; his father, harsh
andjjinkind! his mother, loving but
helpless in the face of the stern man
who annoyed by some boyish failing,
had roughly turned the 13-year-old
child out of his home. He had not
meant what he said, but Harry had
seized the opportunity to leave a
place that had been more a prison
than a home to him.
He had not wanted to see the old
lady, but, now that he saw her in
front of him, he rose to his feet, swal
''Well, Mrs. Burton, I am glad to
see you," he said. "We have had sev
eral letters from you about your
s?bck and I am sorry that there has
been some delay in replying to them.
However, we are going to declare a
dividend next week of ten per cent,
an4 later we shall have another, and
-Slow much was Mrs. Burton's in
VMtnlent, Miss Lorimer?"
-feut the old lady was still standing
before him, looking keenly into his
face. Suddenly she cried:
He kenw her. He knew his mother
after all those years. He had changed
more than she; but she had known
him first by virtue of the love that
every mother bears toward the child
that she has borne.
A moment and her arms were
about his neck and she was clinging
to him and kissing him as though he
were a little boy once more.
"Oh, if I had known it was you!"
she cried incoherently. "It was your
name that made me invest, Harry,
but I never thought that it could be
my own boy. I am so proud of you,
my dear, to see you so prosperous
and and so handsome, Harry!
Didn't they tell you I had moved to
Philadelphia when I married Mr. Bur
ton? But I never forgot you, and
after he died last year I tried so hard
to find you. And now I have found
you and you must come home."
"Will you take two children, moth
er?" he asked.
She shot her keen look at Miss
Lorimer, who was crying frankly oyer
"This is Hilda, my future wife,
o o '
A HAIL FELLOW
"I suppose you are familiar with
the works of Bobby Burns?"
"Certainly; and also with the
works of Billy Shakespeare, Georgie
Byron and Jack Milton." New York
NOT JN HIS SCHEDULE'
"Do you wish a room with, bath,
"No, I don't kalkilate ter stay here
longer 'n Friday.'"