The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1902-10-07

Yet it had brought him to her, to her
feet. The thought gave her not even
throb of gratified vanity She told
herself she was past even that. Since
love and hope were dead, why not let
this man buy their ashes? He could
at least give her the creature comforts
that she craved. Yes, she would mar
~ him.
She started and looked around fear
fully. as if that yes" had been spoken
for the ears of greedy listeners. But
the stream of hotel life rolled calmly
on AS she looked down the corridor
her heart gave throb. Was that fig
ure part of her dreams of the past2
1t was an old lady in all the glory of
new black silk and shiny gloves, yet
strangely old fashioned and out of
place among the throng. The girl start
ed to her feet. 1t was Aunt Milly.
She went forward breathlessly, her
eyes fixed on the dear face, her hands
outstretched almost appealingly.
The old lady saw her now, gazed
wide eyed and in another moment was
kissing her on both cheeks as she MUIR
INJURED brokenly, "Oh, jamie, Janiep'
And then, in minute, What happy
day this will be for Johnr'
Tears had come to the girls eyes at
sound of that childish name. Now she
flushed and paled as she said almost in
whisper: "Johnl Does he remember
meY
1rhn old lodv no hnl 90 or har nd
If fearful of losing it, and Janet led her
gently to the big chair and nestled
down beside her
Remember you? Haven't we spoken
of you almost every day since you
went away? You stopped writing after
awhile. and that was hard" There
was reproach in her gentle voice.
The girl interrupted brokenly: Eyes,
know. But there was so little of good
to tell"
"Then you changed your boarding
place, and our letters were returned
unopened by the postoffice. We did not
know where to find YOU
The lowered lashes could not hide the
tears as jamie answered: when left
the home you had given me so kindly.
so generously, had high hopes | was
going to become famous and repay ev-
erything. | promised you this, and L
could not bear to write until | could
redeem the promise. 1t was all my
pride. But loved you still. You be-
lieve thatr' She looked up entreat-
ingly.
The old lady patted her hand in a
comforting way. "Just as we kept on
loving you" she said soothingly, land
we kept trying to find you. John came
up to the city several times on purpose.
didn't have to ask the poor boy how
he Jared when he came back each time
l could tell by his face He's grown a
lot older since you went away"
The girl looked down the corridor
beauty. John still remembered her!
After all her unkindness and neglect
he had hunted for herl
Her companion was looking at her
with fondly critical eyes. you are a
bit thinner, but you look much better
than expected. Why, your cheeks
are just as pink as they used to be"
The girls cheeks burned under her
rouge. She caught her breath sharply.
Then she said family, "Oh, am very
well!' To herself she was saying
fiercely: 81 had toi | had tol l was
growing so white and weary looking
He would not have liked me any more.
Perhaps John won't like me any more
when he sees me-" Yet she longed to
brush the color from her cheeks.
The old lady was going on happily:
"John said l must come with him this
time. | had not been in the city for
so many years. And l guess he re-
membered what a master hand | am
for finding things. And now l have
found you" she added joyousIy. 81 am
not going to let you go. Just to see his
face when he meets you! You are go
ing right home with us and see how
fine my Easter lilies are and pick the
first spring violets on the sunny bank
by the sitting room window. They
win be sweeter than those you have
on"
JUNE uaHuS cIuSueu Tue uOWSrs Oh
her dress as she asked eagerly. you
will let me Gomez"
Let you come! We ought never to
have let you go. John has said that
many time. Comet John must be in
our room by this time. Oh. just to see
his facep'
The girl passed her handkerchief
roughly over her cheeks. The telltale
color was gone. Thank God! That
was the worst She stood up proudly.
She could go Blackjack to the quiet
haven and the love of good man.
The old lady clasped her hand as they