Belding banner. (Belding, Mich.) 1889-1918, 1899-02-02
A PAIR OF GLOVES.

funny that this should happen again. i
have come home the last five years on
this 8 80 train; still nothing of this
kind has ever occurred before until the
last week It's queer, but I'll advertise
this one. Maybe they are mates. He
drew the other from his pocket and
conn pared them hey are a pair as
sure as am Granville Baker Same
color, size and all He folded them
and replaced them in his pocket, took
the evening paper and settled down to
read
Mr.. Baker was a bachelor and resided
in W, 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, after investiga
ton, proved to be pair So he deter.
mined 10 find the owner
In few days, in the lost and found
column, appeared
"Found-On the 80 train to W,
q pair of gloves; owner can have by
calling on q w Baker, 3lS T
street, city.
sci arrived and asked in falterng tones
il Mr. Baker was in He smiled as he
to- her she was talking with that gen
tleman, but after questions were an
swered the gloves still remained in his
possession and the young lady left the
office utterly disappointed
The ad. remained in the paper over a
week, yet the rightful owner had not
put in an appearance, SO he made up his
mind to have it removed.
1t was nearly time for closing as
Granville Baker sat at his desk and took
the gloves out of the drawer.
II guess I'll take them home as a
souvenir" for, as he folded them. it
somehow brought to his mind bygone
memories.
~ wonder where she is now?' he
unused "Strange that never meet her
Let me see, it is nearly ten years since
we parted How foolish / was to be-.
lievesuch false STORES, but it's past and
gone now, and am the loser.
He returned the gloves to his pocket,
closed his desk and prepared to leave
when a woman stepped TO the door
'Is this Mr. Baker, she asked
Yes, madam, but we're closed
now" he replied kindly, trying to see
her face through the thick veil which
concealed it
II didn't come to deposit, but came
in search of my gloves. y
"Ah, did you lose pair2 Can you
describe them?'
Certainly. sir They were light
gray with pearl buttons.
He drew them from his pocket and
handed them TO her
Are they yoursy he asked slowly
She gazed into his face with pity
ing glance and murmured. Yes thank
you. -
Was il imagination or whom did that
look remind him Of, He watched her
as she left the Office Then feeling of
remorse came over him as he seated
himself in his chair and bowed his
head Why should the past come so
wildly back again: Why should those
gloves make him feel uncomfortable,
and where had he seen that look, and
why didn't he dotain Ler monentS
|
"Only eight minutes to catch my
train He took his hat. but had gone
only a few feet " hen he stopped. WHO
was that | saw at the door? How
tremblel | am tired and nervous 1t is
gone now =" He buttoned his coat up
tightly and FASTENED to the depot
AS he took the train and started to
peruse the paper his mind was too dis
turbed so he laid it down aud gazed at
face he bad seen at the door 1t dazed
him as before. Where had he seen it?
Carefully he studied every outline and
noted every change Of expression, until
he was fully convinced. Then he rose
and took the seat beside her
Beg pardon. but are you not Miss
Wilmot?'
She did not blush, but sighed as she
laid her hand upon his arm and gazed
earnestly into his face
mo, | am not Miss Wilmot now,
but am still Grace You judged me
wrong years ago. but know you have
found out differently
She ceased speaking, for she saw the
words had caused him pain In few
minutes she began You remem Der
how you sent me that letter of singing
rebuke? | never answered it, because
you accused me of so much | went
west with my father and after he died
| married tor "A home. but my husband
was killed four years ago in Colorado;
so now have come east, hoping, per-
haps, to right cruel wrong
AS she finished his heart was too full
for utterance. so he pressed her hand
She was widow, alone in the world
He was bachelor, nearing his fortieth
year, but the old flame of love was re.
kindled and as the train pulled out of
W it left behind it two happy
hearts that had been separated for SO
many years. 1t is needless to say what
took place, but now Mrs Baker often
smiles as she thinks of how her gloves
Intentionally restored to her lost hap
piness. Boston Post
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