Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1900-07-02

gave her, and while he lived never
heard her name mentioned. Since his
death have searched for her long and
unavailingly."
II think your search is ended, 4"
said ], ''and that you will find her
living with Mrs. Kempton in this viii
lage."
''Is it far from here? Would you
show me the way?" questioned he,
eagerly; and the next moment we wers
hurrying down the broad elm shaded
street.
AS we neared the Kempton cottage
/ saw Mrs. Paget sitting on the tiny,
-wreathed piazza. Her soft, white
hair shone in the sunlight; her pain
distorted hands lay idly on her lap;
her cotton gown and stiffiy-starched
apron were clean and speckless; but
her face, sorrow scanned and time-de
faced, bore no trace of bloom OF
beauty.
"And yet" said my companion,
seeming to divine my thoughts, 'it is
Marty herself; the very image of our
mother MS I saw her last" He went
swiftly up the little graveled path, his
face growing visibly paler as he
walked
Just in front of her he stopped, and
for moments space no word passed
between them. Then the woman
arose, her worn face working, her
faded eyes frightening, her hands ap-
pealingly extended.
"Father," she cried, "father, for
give me!'
"Father died years ago." answered
Senator Borden, gently, "and ever
since have been searching for you,
my sister''
"Bennie! Benniel' she screamed,
finging herself toward him. The
scene that followed was too sacred for
stranger eyes to look upon, and SO I
quietly withdrew, going back to my
delayed duties.
That afternoon was "a parsonage"
in the village. Over and over again
told the story, fairly revelling in the
first bit of romance that had ever
stirred the monotony of my quiet life.
or course there were a few i'll
natured souls who declared that Mrs.
Kempton had known all along which
side her bread was buttered on, but
as this idea seemed to be confined ex-
clusiyely to those who had beforetimes
pronounced her quixotic and improvi.
dent, and it did not greatly affect pub
lie sentiment.
Senator Borden made immediate
arrangements to remove his sister to
his own home. But she, poor soul, in
abject fear of her august sister-in- law,
clung to the dear second cousin who
had so frightened the years of her ad-
versity.
A compromise was at last effected,
Mrs. Kempton selling her little home
and removing to Anderson, where Mr..
Borden lived, and where the famous
Anderson seminary was located To
attend this school had long been
Dolly's highest ambition-an ambition
which grateful brothers. liberality
made it perfectly possible to crafty.
In few days the little ripple of ex-
citement that attended their departure
died away, leaving in its place only a
memory.
missed Dolly sadly, feeling sure
that the duties and pleasures of her
new life would soon blot out all inter-
est in her older and less favored
friends.
realized my mistake when, weeks
afterward, 1 received O letter from
her which wrought in my life de-
lightful change.
Zone OF our teachers" she wrote,
"has resigned, and Senator Borden
has secured the position for you. He
knows how you helped and encour-
aged me through the pink dress Or
deal, and he is very glad of this op-
portunity to show his appreciation of
your good sense and kindness
A day or two later this delightful
news was officially confirmed, and at
once set about my modest preparations
for departure. just before left I
called upon old Deacon Dudley and
found him not only sympathetic but
fairly jubilant over my improved pros
poets.
Il gave you your first chance" said
he, "and 1 presume to say 1 helped
you to your second one. I talked
quite a spell with the senator when he
was here, and I gave you first-class
recommend She is young, said 1,
and no great things to look at, but
she is master hand at fggerin'.'
thanked the old gentleman for his
doubtful compliment with becoming
gratitude. Not for the world would
| have panied his kindly heart by the
knowledge that anything so frivolous
as pink frock had far more to do
with my good fortune than his unique
and well-meant recommend. Chi
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