Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-06-02

best that she wore on this occasion
was the same as it had beer for many
years.
Alice rested her hand upon the iron
rail surrounding the plot, and her eyes
traced the. inscription upon the stone:
LEONARD WARREN.
Who died for his country
May %, 1853.
Aged "a years n / day.
She knew the story of these two, and
she tried 10 picture this faded old wo-
man as she had been when she was q
and Leonard Warren was "a.
You have made it very pretty" said
she.
Aunt Polly stood up Straight with
some difficulty, for she was becoming
feeble. She looked down at the grave
with gentle and affectionate pride.
"Prettier than last year. I think
said she.
You have always done it," exclaimed
Alice suddenly, the tears springing to
her eyes.
Alters" replied Aunt Polly, "an' l
alters will until they lay me here. /
own this plot, you know"
Was twas it very terrible]ong
ago." whispered the girl.
When / come ter know, 'twa'nt so
bad" replied Aunt Polly. "But there
was months an months when I didn't
get no word. But l knew that wherever
ne was, in this world or the other one,
he was thinkin O. me an that he'd tell
me il he could"
you never deubted"-
well, 1 should say not" replied Aunt
Polly, drawing UP her meager Shout
ders. 81 knew Len Warren. An there
was many another situated as I was in
those days, my child. We art O. help
ed one another"
But you heard the truth at last"
said Alice.
81 found out arter a SPELL" replied
Aunt Polly, that he'd been in the bat
tie O May %. He wasn't taken pris-
oner because our boys recaptured all
the men they lost the very next day.
So | knew he must be among the un-
known dead. If he'd been alive he'd
have written ter me. It was plain
enough; SC finally A had this stone set
up. 1t took me some time ter get the
money"
"You set up the tor before you
knew? In pure trust that he
Aunt Polly nodded.
"In pure trust that nothin but death
could separate him an me. It wasn't
IT,. 1871 that they brought him home.
His grave was found by a very curious
happenin. / used ter pray it would be.
Well, he's here now at home, an he
amt never lacked for flowers on this
day. Hark! THERE calm the roll!'
The impressive formality had indeed
begun. Aunt Polly drew herself up
like a sentry beside the grave, wait
ing.
Leonard Warren"
The old lady raised her face with an
expression Of quaint and tender pride
as she looked toward the clergyman
who read the roll-the gray and droop-
ing old man who had been a chaplain to
the boys in blue from 1861 to the end
of it. He, On his part, looked toward
Aunt Polly and reverently inclined his
head.
Alice reached over the rail and grasp
ed the old lady's hand, which she car
ried to her lips.
L thank you! I thank you from my
SOUL" she sobbed.
Why, what's the matter. child?''
asked Aunt Polly, kindly; but Alice
had turned away. .
When the girl returned to her place
beside the children, Curtis was waiting.
Well" he whispered, hoarse with
excitement, have you d~ecided?"
Il have, indeed" she replied. Owen.
l have been absurd and wicked. | have
decided to be a very different woman
and to trust the man who loves me-"
THE mar who has deserted you."
he cried.
When I have waited and been true
for more than thirty years" she said,
Il shall have some right to discuss
fidelity in this place, but not till then"
He could get no other answer and ne
turned away, half mad with ~disappoint-
ment.
"0h, Miss Alice!" painted the bare
foot Mercury of Grafton. 'Were's an
other TELEGRAPH for ye."
Another" cried the girl. why I