The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1893-10-04


daughter was dressing for walk.
"Mr. Leverton has sent us turkey I"
Laura let fall the brush she was u.s.
ing and stood gazing at her mother in
silence. Then the color mounted to
her cheeks, but she did not speak.
Laura read the lines and returned
the paper. She was still strangely si-
lent, and her mother anxious to have
an expression of opinion from some
one else, trotted off down stairs again
to consult Mr.. Gray as to what should
be done. Laura followed heI closely.
Mr. Gray took the slip of paper in
his own hands, read il carefully, re-
read it, and then turned it over as
though seeking further enlighten-
ment.
His eyes fell upon the line which
had been written by the lad with the
poetic soul:
Let the dead past bury its dead.
'1 suppose he means he would like
us to LEI bygones be bygones, replied
Mrs. Gray, slowly, "Don't you think
~ Laura?"
''Ies, said Laura very softly.
The afternoon wore swiftly away. A
faint appetizing odor arose from tho
kitchen and gradually permeated the
apartment.
As time passed this faint odor grndu-
ally intensified until at the hour when
Leopold Leverton, having with some
difficulty discovered the real No. II,
painted upto the hall door thereof, tho
fact that n turkey was being prepared
for table might have been guessed by
any chance passer who happened to be
gifted with critical discrimination in
the way of odors.
Steps sounded in the vestibule, the
handle ratified, the door was thrown
open and dark figure stood in the
doorway.
Poor Poly in his impetuosity had
never thought of how he would ex-
plain his errand, and now as that sa-
worry scent floated from behind that
dark figure and struck him full with
sudden warm gust, he began to stam-
mer something about ''n mistake" and
"a turkey"
Mr.. Gray, attributing his confusion
to the awkward predicament in which
he found himself through having
broken SO shabbily with Laura and
thinking, with an accession of that
goodwill to ALL which often comes
over men to help him out of his diff
Guilty, put forth his hand and half
dragged Levcrton into the house. Z,
"There, there" he exclaimed,
"you're strange fellow, but if you
can make it up with Laura all well and
good"
"Mlr. Gray" said Leopold, regain
ing the use of his tongue rs his ont
door garments were taken from him,
sit has all been mistake.
eyes, yes" interrupted Mr.. Gray,
"but you will find Laurain the drawing
room. Explain it to her while dinner
is being served"
He pushed the unresisting young
fellow into the drawingroom, and him
self remaining outside, closed the door
behind him.
AS Leverton entered lady ros,
from the fanteuil upon which she hat
been seated. 1t was Laura.
Somehow Mt sight of her standin,
there, looking 50 fair and sweet in heI
evening costume, Leopold forgot al
about the lady of the legacy, and
sudden feeling of shame stole into hii
heart and caused the warm blood te
rush up into his cheeks.
There was a moments 8 awkward pause,
and then he said bravely:
"Laura, 1 have been fool. Car
you forgive mc?"
''It was L who wns to blame" sh.
murmured brokenly.
SO he dined off that erring turkey
after all, and that is how it come.
about that when George and Dollie
were married in the ensuing summe,
there was also wedding from IL
Boston Globe.