The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1893-02-10

meu1btr my name9'' and Tire tan maa
stepped 1sniuvl tied into the rooz=.
Yes she said. her eyes blazing, 81
remember your name, il is the name
of the only man who ever treated me
with disrespect Go back into the
silence that has covered you for these
afteeu years"
..No4 YETI he said- ..Ths morning
mail brought me this letter that you
mailed me so long ago Listen ne
said, impetuoasly5 ''sit down beside
me while I tell yol- The Post-odiee in
the little city 10 which this was sent
has recently undergone repairs A
package of letters has been e1Zhumed
by the gas-Etters or plumbers This is
one of them. I only hope the others
have been forwarded to as happy des-
tiHatiou- And the dear words in the
letter-they are Us true now as they
were then, are they not Alice2'
81. don't know, she said.
Find out as quick as You can. dear5
the years have been long and hard, but
these eight hours have beeu-torturs- %
What do you think have sudured?"
she asked.
Il don't dare TO think of it,
Then, as ninety-nine men out Of q
hundred would have done. ne added
eve will not talk about it. or even
think Of IT, We will"
How did you hpd me2' interrupted
Alice.
- saw you at the rtsstaurant with
your somewhat striEin R-lookiuE guest
I knew you at onee-there's no woman
in the world like you. A little later I
caught the boy on the street, and with
some difficulty peEsuadgd him to tell
me your name and where you lived"
s4My nance"
''Yes; you might have changed it.
q IL. .
Then Alice told him of her revsrseg
and successes-a little, only a little,
for she was a wise yvo uan-of her
heartac hes and WEAKNESS, and then Of
Mr. Browne.
'"EAat IS all past" he suidi ''sspe-
cialy Mr.. browne. You Will teach mu-
SIC no more. You will let me set you
in the deare.st spot ON earths a happy
home YOu viii sing to me after this,
my dear"
DO You know" she said. s.that this
is Valentines day-f we are. not too
old to speak the name of that saint of
seutimeu MT"
80 il is" he saids land we are not
too old No one, no f,r0, are sId who
are as happy as we this hour. Then
he reached up aud took the scrap
pinned above her desk and read:
o. This day for all that is good and
fair. It is too dear, with all its
hopes and Invitations, TO waste a mo-
meut on the bitter yesterdays. To
morrow is "a new day. We viii begin
it well and serencly and with 700 high
a spirit to be cum bered with our old
sorrovvs and regrets I agree with the
wise man who said that and we will
both pay our vows at the shrine OF the
sweet saint Of to-day hereafter Won't
we dear?"
Then some friends dropped In, and
after little Alice lighted the tiny gas
stove behind the gay screen and soon
there was a singing kettle and "a dainty
little feast, which the friends pro
nounced just lovely, but which they
two only knew was the feast Of be-
trothal-
Then they asked Alice for a song
and this is what she sang;
found 81 to-day in an amused drawer
This treasured sweet OF a long ago
With arrows flying and roses above
Loves fond aud lifting ambassador,
Twas a bouuy lad who sent it TO me
Loves fond and fitting embassador-
With symbol and sign and met phor,
And I was as glad as q maid could be-
NOW we sit iu tine twiIIght's fading glow
Shade and shine in our lives have met
But he loved me then and he loves me yet
And We say, as We dream OF the long ego
That If once again sweet youth were mine,
Aud he were as bouny as he was then.
sh0biL choose him from the world of men
And he HealJ choose me for his valentine.
A month later little Joe was dividing
a box of wedding cake with a number
of friends. ''Ehey looked as happy as
kings and queens" he said, when
they rode away, an I don't 'sPoss
'twould ever have happened if it hadn't
been for me. CABLOTrA PERRY.