The Arkansaw traveler., 1883-01-13
route books and maps, in order to give
her ime 10 recover herself

her face to the window. ! thought she
was interested in the fascinatingly ro-
mantle scenes past which we were flying.
By-and-by. gentle, stealthy movement
Of hers. a little hand slipped into her
pocket. and then her handkerchief lifted
to her face, assured me she was crying.
| am always afraid of woman who is
crying a man is brute who can speak
a harsh word to weeping woman. and
kind one often changes a mild trucking
OF the sal, water to a dciuge, so left her
alone
She KEEP; her hand and her handker-
chief in II, and her face turned toward the
window as much as possible. | began
to hope she would fall asleep. believe
myself did fall asleep for few mo-
ments. By-and-by was reused by the
falling of book from my hand. When
| opened my eyes found my opposite
neig hbor's fixed upon me with look of
waiting for the opportunity of addressing
me. She had left off crying then, bu,
she looked vcy wan and i'll.
She had her purse open in her hand.
shall | have money enough = she
asked me. holding it toward me, when
gave signs Of being fully awake.
| took the poorly furnished purse in my
hand.
"Oh, yes, il you don't get cheated ::
and as am going to Bangor by this
route, will see to that, if you will allow
me"
you are going to Bangor?' Such a
light in the eyes, and such pretty flush
over the delicate face.
Yes"
IL was the stale Of her purse that had
finally decided me.
She put the purse returned to her,
back in her bag. After that, and when
| pretended to be looking in another di-
rection. saw her small hands folded to-
ge,her, and was confident her lips formed
the words Thank God" Somehow
was more touched than could have told
reason for by this.
Two old ladies and one old gentleman
were nodding in another pant oi the car.
! For long time did not STIR hand or
foot OF look Al my nci@hber, hoping. that,
her mind more Al ease, She might catch
the Infection Of then tirows,ness. She
did. When did venture 10 look n her
She VAS asleep. Her hat lay on her
knee her head WAS leant back in the
angle of the cushions The light OF the
car lamp had grown dusk now
,an,ed down from the BRIGHT HAIR. threw
i shadow ef long lashes on the pale
heck, fell on the pretty round. white
throat; but II did not look easetul sleep
the mouth retained lines OF anNlctv and
depression.
contemplating the graceful little figure
before me. fell into musing Is 10 who
She was. From ticket affixed 10 her
| tiyttc bag discovered thai hef=Hss,14c- MAS
no, unfamiliar To me. and yet the iamill-
AMY OF IL carried me FAR back into the
past
Morris" kept repeating. | ques-
toned and perp!cxed my sell 70 no pur-
pose: but. by-and-bs. when had given
M. OF imagined had. thinking about
the matter. II all came To me.
Narris wts the name OF al old draw
ius-tn4sler OF mine; Morn, MAS the n.lnc
Il a Young sch"ol-iellow ef mine; Norris
MIS- i. nAii!e tii.it foi tWo@ar iAiee Years |
had seen IN the National academy car
alosle IS the painter oi pictures which
had struck my fancy.
Fol the sake OF the name As much as
ior1thc picture, themselves. had pur-
chased two or three. wondering II that
young artist, Norris. was my young
school-ieilow Norris.
| now determined that the two should
certainly be one. and that one the brother
OF my little companion. who must as GER
tainiy be the SISTER Mary" of whom he
had often talkcd-a baby girl then, and
the object OF his almost idolatrous affec-
ton,
While she slept furnished up nv
memory As TO all matters regarding the
two Norris father and son : and 4, length
was anxious the tired little sleeper
should awake, quite resolved that Will
Norris. her brother, was my very dear
friend.
My charge now regarded Mary
Noris-moaned in her sleep in faint.
dis,ressful sor, OF way.
bent toward her. We were stopping
a, a station. She reused herself.
Gould you get me glass of water?'
she asked. Il am so sorry to give you
| trouble"
.fou feel ill faint? I'll be back d.
rectly."
sprang out brought her glass of
water, into which had put little cognac
You needn't be afraid-it's not too
strong it will do you good. I'm a sort
of doctor
She took it with a grateful, oonhding
look. and drank it.
You are better now said, as
jumped into the car.
"Oh, yes. thank you. had been
dreaming painfully of Will. my brother"
Il have made very pleasant discov-
cry. while you were asleep.M Norris"
said. pointing to the ticket on her bag
This is your name?"
yes
1T is a we'll known name to me, A IA
vorite school-fellow Of mine was called
Will Norris favorite artist Of mine.
whose works have greatly admired. is
called Will Norris. Now, don't tell me
you are not the little sister Mary he used
to talk about
Il am only too glad and proud to tell
you that am"
You don't ask who am, or seem sur
Il