Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1901-10-17

oo.,t-of-arms had been scratched
deeply the figures "1s9s." That was
all and vet for the time being En-
sons heart seemed to stand sun
"As / live" he said to himself. ~
is her sixpence-the one ] gave neri
If IL isn't how came that mark just
where | put itP And if the SIX
,ance is here" But he did not
finish the sentence. Making his way
Ia where one of the walters stood
near the dining-room door, he ASKED
abruptly, and in a tone of voice whleh
his men aboardship were not IN lne
habit of questioning. 'Who serves
the supper to-night?'
"Hammond, sir" replied the man.
promptly and respectfully.
.sItsmmond?" repeated the lieuten-
ant. Does he bake his own CAKES!
!. "I think he does, sir, but II you
will wait moment I'll find out from
the man in charge"
"Tn go with you" said Enson' ana
in moment the two were IN the
kitchen.
Five minutes later the best man
was seated in a cab, dashing along
the street as if life depended upon
his errand. Drawing up at the mod
est establishment of the caterer,
lieutenant Enson FASTENED into the
Office and surprised the proprietor at
his account books.
II wish to know where you had
that wedding-cake for the Hackett-
Knoles wedding made-if it was made
ont of your bakery said the visitor,
after explaining briefly who he was
The caterer turned to his books
AGAIN. I'VE were especially crowded
this week" said he, "and | think
YES. here it is. There is a lady IN
reduced circumstances who does
some work for me, and she made IT,
The name is Miss Porter, ia Fayette
street"
The officers heart sank again.
.'Thanls YOU" he said, and turned
to go.
IF there is any especial order !
can take it now, sir" said Hammond
bringing the young man to his senses.
Lob, ! will let you. know to-mor-
row. Thank you again for the infor-
nation" and he closed the door be-
hind him.
Diminishing the cab, he turned mood
. ily up the street, resolved to walk on
his excitement and disappointment.
"Iysbeth, Lysbeth," he whispered
, ~ himself. what blind wall is this
. that Fate keeps building between US
Is il that you have forgotten me, OF
, that I am becoming a worthless hub
her on land?" He lifted his head as
he spoke and glanced at the street
r sign on the lamp post at the corner
, II read Fayette street Almost
!. mechanically Enson turned into tn
' quiet little avenue and walked slow
4 ly down it, CHANGING, he knew no
!. why, at the numbers on the houses
: Half way down the square he saw
: ala" in worn gold figures over tn
r transom of modest little cottage.
n "Of course 1t isn't possible that sh'
O Is here-she lost the sixpence, that i
g all-but perhaps this Miss Porte
! knows something about her. There
light in the front room, anyhow
l. I'll stop and ask"
d As he gave the oldfashioned bell
Is null the clock in distant tower RAM
is out IL. slightly late for a fashion
able CALL" remarked the officer Z
E. himself, grimly, "but necessity know
d no etiquette" The door opened, an
n white-haired old lady stood in tn
dimly lighted hall.
;" Can / see Miss Porter" aske
to Fnson. 81 beg your pardon for con
ir ing so late, but il is very importan
CT to me to have a few moments tai
y with her" The old lady smile
gently. ct is late" she said, "bu
er we are up. Come in" and she led tn
T. way into a tiny but tastefully flu
st nished sitting room. will tell he
IL -ah. here she is. My dear, this gel
tleman wishes to speak with you
is and the kindly old lady passed int
do a back room as the door opened. p
e. son caught the words: u suppose
III Is from Hammond's," as she went, an
/ Infn ne luIBNu " EAN1N MSS . - -
franklin" cried a beloved al
~ familiar voice.
- "'Lysbethl" he answered, boar
y, with mingled surprise and unutte
able joy, holding out his arms to he
% And with a little sob she ran to the
lifting her face for the ungiy
= kisses of three lost years.
- With 'Lysbeth's strong, white lit
- hands in his, Enson learned all tn
~ he had longed to know; how Nj
us Lytle had lost her little fortune, tn
-, her health, and finally passed ava
=. of how Iysbeth had been forced
- seek her own living. and Of how NJ
- Porter had played the good Sauna
=. tan on her limited means; Of b.
~ Tysbeth had taken her name,
gratitude and in order to stop all I
ose gracious comment; and how she b
~ found that cake and break-baki
~, had paid better than embroidering
- bookkeeping.