The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1904-02-27
going to stop spell? Then you'll
hear Eta sing! I'm"

gong 10 btOp spell! ntu youi
hear Eta sing! Pm"
But here the train for Boston came
laundering along. The old lady has
tened to put away her knitting and
get together various Of her belongings
which were lying on the bench. Jes-
sic walked over to the train with her.
and saw her safely in the car. There
was no time for words. but the old lady
waved smiling good-by to the girl
from the car window as the train sped
away.
Jessie returned to her seat on the
bench. 1t was plain, she thought, that
this old lady's daughter was the girl
of whom Anna Holmes had written In
her letter, whose voice could not be
compared with her own. How strange
it was that she should have met her.
She was going to Boston to tell her
the good news that she was to be
chief soprano in the new church choir.
But Anna said that she would be sure
of the position
How the old lady's eye had shone as
she told of her daughters voice! How
proud she was that she was to have
this position! What cruel disap-
pointment 1t would be for them both
to return and find stranger had come
and secured It! That poor old lady!
She had doubtless had many disap-
pointments in her life. How cruel 1t
would be, to take 1t from her! Still,
why should not she look out for her
own interests? What was there wrong
in that? And how could she give up
the chance Of living with Mrs. Holmes
and Anna?
Jessie sat long time In deep
thought. The whistle of an approach
ing train aroused her. A number of
people were hurrying toward the sta
ton. 1t was the train for Newton.
Jessie rose and walked to the front of
the platform; then, seized with sud-
den resolution, went to the ticket office
and inquired the time at which the next
train passed to Wasset- She bought a
ticket for the latter place. and tn en- sent
| telegram to Mrs. Holmes, for they
would be at the station at Newton to
meet her.
Then she returned to her seat on the
shady side of the station. Her eyes
| filled with tears as she watched the
train for Newton disappear rapidly in
| the distance. She was going back to
| the old monotonous life, but that old
lady's plans for her daughter would not
| lose their chance of fulfillment.
| Wasset was quiet under the MONDAY
sun when Jessie walked up the road
from the station to her aunt's house.
There were no signs of any preparation
| for the midday meal as the girl entered
| the rear entrance door and passed
through the kitchen. Nor was there
any sign of Mrs. Sinclair. Jessie passed
on to the sittlng-room. Her aunt was
lying listlessly in her lap. She looked
up in startled way at her nieces en-
trance.
The latter did not wait Cfor her to
speak. She told her briefly why she
had returned Mrs. Sinclair's face was
white and drawn, and there were marks
about her eyes which would have been
made only by tears. Jessie noticed
them. She impulsively put her hand
on her aunt's arm and said, II hope you
are not sorry that | have come back
| Aunt Martha, Il"
| But before she could say more Mrs
Sinclair had drawn her down into her
arms and was kissing her passionately
Surprise kept Jessie still. But she
slipped one arm around her aunt's neck
Child, couldn't bear it. You must
stay with me. | am not so hard as
seemed. And was jealous of those
friends of yours"
Il don't want TO leave you, if you will
let me love you," whispered Jessie
Her aunt held her closely. Presently
she said: 1--WE shall go to town to
morrow and buy you piano, but
shall not touch your money for it. You
will stay with me?"
'Oh, Aunt Martial"
Have all the books and music you
wish. child"
| Jessie kissed her warmly. Then no
ticing how worn she looked, she said:
II am going to make you a cup of tea.
Go and lie down on the lounge until il
is ready"
And Mrs. Sinclair, who had always
declared 1t 10 be sinful waste of time
to lie down in the day, gladly obeyed.-
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