The Newtown bee., 1904-11-25

' writing mention dlIs paper and uon make any mistake, but remember the name, Dra Kilmer's. Swa1np-Root, and the address, Binghamton, IN. Y. 7. n |, 14-,12ncf ~ dgU5HiI 3lbSot st -; !. .....i 70. ; ...z.. " 7. =. plexity.a1 He called upon the saints. How to restore" that money, "a great roll of it!uSuch riches!h America. had been true to her promises omiisss with his little compatriot. .osood l3dja1 Ii ft Possibly she would come to look fol her purseq To remain and watch fo1 her was the plan Filippo settled upon lHe held the position until evening Then the open sky,T now clear and starry, and the lighted flower shoI furnished him with a sense of home surroundings. So he found some sup per in his pocket, and then went intt a corner, of the porch again, and dozee until morning. @,',, .s<,i,'t, <,+ +{' 4'a,7d
 lo#At daylight, he and Poco had break fast. This also came G from Filippo's pocket, ,-4a lbitof hard bread and some ] Lies. asw If ,ei2tfrB 1c'h 'f''1 iot 'l.,! "c'l | u.-!t ,,+ ! i Every minute ,Filtppo was thinking Of the money, and frequently wipine |ihis face on a gay 5haudkerchief,I as though he labored hard 's'i's'' v ~ To be born to fortune is comparative. ly simple; and when one has achieved "a fortune he generally knows what to do with it;l but to have, 8 stolen fortune (as it Were) thrust upon you, just when you particularly need one of your own, is a trying matter indeed. It was something about the, florist $ window. which , finally gave, him an electrical idea. He started to aR.sud- den erectness of posture, his eyes di- lating as, at some unfolding vision. '''Cielo!" he exclaimed, and picking himself up, with the organ and Poco, he disappeared. nst ".,'h,,j l,,...I, ,.,,', " D4 Not many days passed, and then a modest little place burst into bloom near. one, of the railway stations. Nothing in a city of general excellence could excel the quality of the roses and carnations, I,, the Parma violets and md Annunciation lilies in it's one window. But it ,was,1 for time, neglected. Many flowers withered on the young florists hands. He was threatened with failure. Butrhe gave his whole soul and patience to his great: under taking, and the dark days passed. !. Then the great flower shop itself had hardly more customers. For the florist was Filippo.u Those who came and went on the trains could not resist the oblfging, sunny, delightful fellow and This always fresh flowers. By degrees all the fower-lovers in town seemed tC know where the best and; cheapest 1jwere to be found. uj3nj:1 ,H Ii! l And finally there was great boon in the the business, for one morning 1T l the autumn Filippo filled a large basket with Some Of his finest roses and tucked in a card upon which wal written in Italian, with much cart and exertion, ITO her excellency, tht Signora Bray ton, her obedient servant l Filippo sends these" On the othel side was Filippo's address, In hi pocket was another address, which h. had choicely kept. With that to guido him he had been to look at the signorah house several times. To this destina tion the roses went forth. ' ''' '''7''''
 The next day was the day of his lift to Filippo, as far as life had then dis pensed itself. The morning had moi passed before a carriage stopped'at thu little flower, shop. The kind signors herself stepped quickly out. The proprietor was waiting in the doorway as he had so often waited at her dool in Casa Miccio1a, with his charming obeisance. ',''.:''. @,' ....
 "Filippo!'1' She gave him her hand and with a tear, "Ah, it all comes back to me-" she said in his own Italian "And have you been in Boston st long" (she looked about at the, eyi dences) land never let-me know?"
 "Si, signora. Pardonarmi, cara sig, nora," said Filippo. At first I was unfortunate. was ashamed. was waiting to do better" ".at;. .,I t,t3:ti TH | "And you have done it! How beautl full! You must be quite rich.'' !" '',.
 "Not at all, signora. Imust tell you that this shop is not mine. 1 used an other persons money" {; 4si, 'i:'.' .i .'
 "Why, what persons? Tell me everything, Filippo." ;'' Y
 Mrs Brayton sat down, and Filippc stood before her. He pointed tc Poco, sitting up in smirking bliss among the flowers, receiving much attention and far too many bon-bons.
 "It was through that fellow, sig nora," he began. And then he told the rest ,.. .:..,4.j,,
 "But, Filippo, you don't mean tc tell Haven't you tried to find the owner of the money?" ~~.' :"r.
 "Dio mic! Have I not?" cried Filippo.
 "Have you advertised9"s 4z 2
 "Very much, signora. ," @-7 '~A
 "Then it must be reported in Fall your churches. Have you thought of that, Filippo?" "a%
 "Somebody thought of that, too, signora. It has been done" .o 4
 "And you have never heard a word from her?' '.r:,s'j '1ja1