The free press. (Poplarville, Miss.) 1890-19??, 1897-06-17

|.ha sand dunes beyond Pacific Heights.
|Cnly here and there q lanceolate beam
|toncbed the hills from the crimson
|s.lI going out to sea through the
|r0lden gate. There was scent OF
|I;lies in the air, mingling with the
more wonted perfume of February
[oses. The hum Of the city sounded
[sr away, and the song OF meadow
.,k could be heard from treetop.
| The door of the house stood open,
.vealing a broad hall There was a
suggestion, in the dim light, of waving
Ems NJ and the silvery CLEAN of foun-
ain in the conservatory at one side.
from the doorjamb there swayed in
he breeze long ends of soft, snowy
Gbbon, holding in place a cluster of
khite roses.
In the centre of stately apartment
bat opened upon the hall stood tiny
hite casket on slender pillars. Two
indies burned at its head. By a
ndow man sat, gazing, with unsee-
q eyes, into the creeping shadows
the trees. A woman lay in crushed
eap among the pillows of divan.
either had moved for long time.
he little form in the white casket had
en their ALL Now it lay scarcely
Filler than they.
Suddenly the silence was broken by
sound of a woman's voice, high
tched and clear.
.Willy Willy! oh, Willy p' it
fed. A friend within the house has
bed to the door. Along pathway
rough the shrubbery handsomely
essed woman appeared. "Oh p
! exclaimed, advancing, "have you
Pn little boy about four years old !?
little boy is lost ! Some one said
y saw him come in here. l cannot
him, and 1 am afraid he has
en somewhere in the sand dunes. "
Have you notified the police p
Long ago. They are all on the
kout for him. But he may be
RED in the sand. We have been
rching for hours. Oh, 1 have lost
little ones through death, but 1
Ter felt as l do at this moment!''
he mothers heart walled forth be-
ID the cultured woman's enforced
hposure
he woman who had been lying
png the cushions. came through the
| to the door.
What is it?" she asked.
he friend put her arm about her
would have drawn her back but
stranger spoke.
Ny little boy is lost" she said, ex-
dly He is only four years old.
are afraid he is among the sand
es."
Oh," cried the younger woman, 81
20 sorry Is there nothing we can
Cannot we help you look for him?
ok OF him all alone in the dunes
did it happen?" And she put
nand In the strangers for sympa-
be latter was full of her story of
ing home from round of calls to
the child missing and the other
lfen seeking him. Even as the
e voices could be heard calling
tn, the sand dunes, "Willy! Willy!
Willyp
must go" cried the mother. ooh,
peart is breaking! Willy! Willy!
re can he be?''
she turned passing zephyr
W white ribbon on the door
Rht out across her cheek.
back dismayed.
she cried, lyon have a
e this house?"
ID the other mother; "my
a little boy, just four
ed this morning"
pc into the strangers
she cried, edo forgive
sorry! / did not know.
to think I should have
l, too, have lost two
Heath; but this is more
little boyl You see I do
RE he isl"
the other said, calmly.
let us do what we can
am sure you will find
tgo with you. We will
bF. Not to know where
Nah, what trouble there
\ wrap, and the two
dow the walk together.
the were met by a boy
[ozen years.
dren ~ they met little
nrn . bin down toward
pd down the hilly street.
seen All ything of a little
Jour ye| Srs old, playing
hsked w, lly's mother of
pound lahl Prer. ''My lit
now, I'll ats very bad,
the ma d said, halting;
pc at th 'lice station?'
telephonaS Y all the sta
one thoueh they saw
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