Evening journal., 1899-11-14
FOUND ON THE TRAIN

ny that this should happen again. 1
have come home the last I'VE years on
this $50 train, still nothing OF this
kind has ever occurred before until the
last week. Its queer: but III advertise
this one-maybe they are mates." He
drew the other from his pocket and
compared them. '"rhey are a pair as
sure as l am Granville Baker-same
color, size and alln He folded them
and replaced them in his pocket, took
the evening paper and settled down to
read.
Mr.. Baker was bachelor and resld-
ed Ia W.. n suburb OF Boston. He
was a banker In the latter city, liked
and respected by all who knew him.
On two different occasions he had
found on the train a glove, which, af-
ter investigation, proved 10 be a pair;
SO he determined TO find the owner
In few days in the lost and found
column appeared:
Found-On the 500 train TO W, a
pair Of gloves; owner can have them
by calling on G.. w. Baker, 3lS T.
street, City.
The first morning light-haired
damsel arrived and asked in falterlng
tones IL Mr.. Baker was In. He smiled
as he told her she was talking with
that gentleman, but after questions
were answered, the gloves still re.
malned In his possession and the young
lady left the Office utterly disappointed
The al remained In the paper over a
week yet the rightful owner had NOT
put in an appearance, 50 he made NJ
his mind TO have IL removed.
II was nearly time for closing as
Granville Baker sat at his desk and
took the gloves out OF the drawer. -
guess I'll take them home as a sOuven
ir." for as he folded them It somehow
brought TO his mind bygone memories
II wonder whore she is nowW he
mused Strange that / never meet her
Let me see. IL is nearly ten years
since we parted. How foolish ] was
10 believe such false stories. but it's
past and gone now. and I'm the loser
He returned the gloves to his pocke
closed his desk, and prepared 10 leave
when a woman stepped to the door. rs
this Mr.. BakerT she asked. Yes
madam. but we're closed now" he re
piled kindly, trying to see her fac,
through the thick veil which concealed
It. Il didn't come TO deposit-but cam'
IN search OF my gloves "Ah, did yol
lose a pair-can you describe them 2
I Certainly. sir; they were light gra.
with pearl buttons" He drew then
from his pocket and handed them 4
her. Are they yOursr' he asked slow
ly. She gazed into his face
with a pitying glance and murmured
"Yes, thank yOu' Was IL imaginn
ton, or who did that look remind hin
i of lie watched her as she left tn
f.nIfrasr f.r .auf ft4
over him as he seated himself in III
chair and bowed his head. VIII
should the past come so vividly hac
again? Why should those gloves max
him feel uncomfortable and wher
had he seen that look. and why didn
nc detain her moment? but-h
! paused and drew out his watcl
"Only eight minutes to catch m
train" He took his hat, but had gon
only a few feet when he stopped
"YhO was that 1 saw at the door
How I tremble. / am tired and ner'
GUS. 1t Is gone now" He buttone
his coat up tightly and hastened
the depot.
AS he took the train and started
perusc the paper, his mind was q
disturbed, so he laid It down and gaze
at the passengers. Opposite him 81
the face he had seen at the door;
dazed him as before. Where had i
seen it? Carefully he studied ever
outline and noted every change of ei
preston, until he was fully convince'
then he took the seat beside her.
beg pardon. hut are you not Mis-
Wnmott0
She lid not blush. but sighed as sl
laid her hand upOn his arm and gaze
earnestly into his face. "NO. l am nS
Miss Wllmot now, but am still Grac
You Judged me wrong years ago. bl
| know you have found out diffe
emily"
She ceased speaking. for she sa
the words caused him pain. In a fe
minutes she began: "NOu rememb,
how you sent me that letter OF stingiu
rebulyeg | never answered Il becau'
YOU accused ms Of so much. l wei
West with my father, and after
died I married for a home, but M
husband was killed four years ago
Colorado. So now / have come Eas
hoping. perhaps, 10 right n cru
wrong" As she finished his heart W.
too full for utterance. SO he presss
her hand for he knew her face b
tOkened a sad life.
She was widow, alone an the Wofl
lie was a bachelor nearing his fo
tieth year, but the old flame Of lO'
was rekindled, and as the train puff'
out of W. it left behind two hapl
hearts that had been separated for
many years. 1t is needless TO S;
what took place. but now Mrs. Bak
often smiles as she thinks OF how h
glove unintentially restored her
her lost happiness.-BOston Post.
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