Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1894-07-19

] knew your heart, and knew nay own.
Let us understand each other; and
have known that it would not be just
to you. If you are Christian, Her
bert, and believe you are, you can
understand how / look upon this
thing"
But, Mabel, if you love me as you
intimate, can you not let me share
your responsibility and duty?''
mo. Herbert; you do not know how
bad grandma is sometimes, and can
not make up my mind to impose such
burden upon You, and dare not take
upon myself any new duties, no matter
how sweet they might be, that would
make me for moment forget dear old
grandma. She has been so much to US
in times past, and mammals last words
were: Take good care of grandma :"
MabePs lips were trembling, but she
bravely controlled herself. The next
words of the young man made her give
a sigh of relief.
Very well, Mabel; will try to re-
spect your feeling, but you must not
expect me to leave you I shall come
just the same, and some day you may
change your mind"
One day not long after the young
people were looking over an old album
that Mabel had brought downstairs.
This" she said, turning to a photo
graph, twas taken while the photo
graphic art was new. It is a picture
of grandma, taken when she first came
to live with us, about twenty-five or
twenty-three years ago. 1t don't look
much like her now, does it? But she
was as spry and bright as could be,
though 1 can't remember quite SO far
back, as 1 was then mere baby"
The young man looked at the pic
ture, passed on and turned back again
to study the face, saying, with
thoughtful wrinkles in his forehead:
THAT face, and indeed the whole card,
is very familiar to me. I'm sure
must have seen it before"
Mabel laughed as she replied: Hard
ly, think. Photos were not so com
mon then as now, you know; besides,
they were expensive, and, if l remem-
Der correctly, mother told me that
grandma had but three finished, one
to send back to her old home in the
east. zone for ourselves, and the third
for some friend somewhere here in the
west with whom she used to CORE
spond."
The matter dropped, but somehow
Herbert Orwell was surprised to find
| the small picture recur to his mind
again and again, with the feeling that
| he had certainly known, and known
! intimately, that face.
The next morning the thought re
| turned, but this time coupled with the
picture of small card of his mothers
| and then like a flash he reviewed the
many times when. as boy, he hac
leaned against his mothers knee
while she told the oft-repeated story
of the boy who would have been ruI
over by train of cars, had it not beer
for woman's heroic action.
Herbert Orwell as quickly as possible
posted down to the telegraph office
and sent this Mother, senC
| photo of the woman who saved ny
| life Herbert The following da,
| the card was in his hand. and tina
night, as soon as he dared to guess tn,
| CAROLS had finished their supper, b.
stood at their door. They had jus
risen from the tea-table and he wa
obliged to wait in the study with tn
minister, while Mabel attended to he
grandmother. The young man franll.
told him his sto-y, and opened hi
heart; telling him also of Mabefs an
swer. As Mabel entered she caugh
the twinkle in her fathers eye an
| heard him say, as he left them alone
You've got pretty good case, yOun.
man." then looking back to Mabel, h
said affectionately: "a pretty cIea
case. daughter; 1 think you'll have t
listen to him"
Mabel flushed, and, wondering, sa
down, but rose immediately at Hel
bert's request for the old album
When she brought it he laid his pic
ture beside it's duplicate, smiling e.
ultantly at her exclamation.
Didn't tell you I'd seen it before?
he cried; land did you never hear you
mother or grandmother tell the stor
OF that little fellow she snatched fror
death beneath passenger train? An
did she never tell you how the child
mother was robbed, and how the sam
good woman supplied her wants? d
you know now who that boy was, an
do you dare to tell me, now, that tina
dear old woman has no claim on hin
or that he has no right to insist tha
he owes her as much duty and love a
you do?"
Mabers beaming eyes fell; she ha
nothing to say, but she thought {
that first day she had seen him. Ho
kind he had been! How much more h
had done than was necessary even,
order to appear we'll in the eyes of
stranger. And as the young lawye
gently took her hand, she felt that h
had carried his point and won his cas-
Mary S. Hatch, in Springfield Mass
Republican.