The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1902-10-01

away with: Don't bother me Will
that now It's such fine afternoon
think I'll take walk and look at that
Dorren property"
Wilson went back to his desk, He
furtively watched the lawyer as the
latter put OH overcoat. hat and gloves.
1t was the first time within his knowl-
edge that Cyril had set aside an impor-
tant matter. What had happened7
The lawyer walked on with rapid
stride. There was In the air a sugges-
tion of the spring which was not yet
near
On the corner an organ grinder was
playing popular airs. A little farther
on n flower vender was offering bou-
quets OF violets for sale. The scent
of the flowers ioated up to him, and
the memories awakened earlier In the
day by pair of childish eyes were
again stirred, cyril bought one of the
fragrant purple clusters, fastening 1t
In the lapel of his coat with smile
| When had he done such thing?
As he walked along his glance fell
upon lamppost bearing the name
Rose Crescent"
A sudden remembrance came to him
of his little visitor of the morning.
That was where she had said she
| lived. He recalled his promise to do
what he could for her aunt, Why not
call upon her and find out her fitness
for the posltionf He paused to glance
up and down the street.
But the child had not told him her
nunt's name or their number. Then 1t
was useless to consider It further.
Still he would like to please that child
lie was walking on when he heard
flying of small feet behind him and
his name called. He turned around to
see his little visitor OF the morning.
oh" she exclaimed Il was at the
window and saw you passing.
thought perhaps you were coming to
see u.s."
Well" said Cyril, smiling, ''you did
not tell me your number"
Il forgot" she laughed. Its In
here" They had been walking back,
and now she stopped In front of q
modest house standing back from the
street
Come In" she said "Auntie's Just
got home didn't tell her about 1t yet"
Cyril followed her up the garden
path and Into the house. She led him
into room opening OFF n small hall
A lady seated before an open fire rose
at his entrance. She was not very
young and she was very sweet look
Ing, with great brown eyes.
Madam" began Cyril, p
He broke off abruptly looked bewi
dered. then calculated. "Rebecca Pow
ersyouH
cyril! Why
You see, auntie, | went to see Mr.
Moore about that school | was afraid
you'd be too late. and began Doro
thy.
But neither her aunt nor the lawyer
seemed to hear her. The latter was
| saying, she has eyes like yours"
you see, auntie," began Dorothy
once more, but stopped us Cyril spoke
| again. ITO find you here" His face
] was pushed, aud hia eyes were shin
Ing. There was bright color In the
| cheeks of Dorothy's aunt too. Dorothy
was looking at her In surprise. Why,
she knew Mr.. Moore. Then she would
surely get that school.
Are you still Rebecca Powers
When | saw you last, | thought that
you We're going TO narry"-
Miss Powers interrupted him quietly.
"You were mistaken, but | remember
you had bad habit In those days Of
jumping at conclusions"
THAT one has cost me dear-all these
lonely years." he said.
lie took the bunch of violets from
his coat 81 remember you were al
ways fond of yiolets, Rebecca. Are you
stillf" He held the fragrant blossoms
toward her and Miss Powers, after
glance into his face took them from
his hand. She held them to her lips a
moment. then fastened them carefully
In her bosom.
Dorothy was becoming impatient,
but to her great amazement just then
Cyril stopped down and kissed her
aunt.
Then he turned to Dorothy. Il am
going to ask your aunt TO take charge
OF one pupil" he sald-"one who needs
her very much"
zone pupil" exclaimed Dorothy.
"Why. p
But again neither her aunt nor the
lawyer seemed to hear her.
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