Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1904-02-19

Sonn Was SCII at the TICKET "InoOW.
LET them heart" went on the high.
pitched voice, ANYONE living in such
a hole wouldn't have brains enough"
"Bessie!" exclaimed the husband:
"they certainly will hear you. Just
come and look down that elm-arched
street with the sun rising at the fur
Their end. It's-it's glorious!"
'Sunrise!" scoffed the wife. 1T was
brutal to awaken me at six-like q
common laborer. The next trip hope
you will study the timetable and"
Just then the lady caught sight of
John Clarke Brown fastening through
the open aoor.
"Of all the people! joint" But
where were the vixenish tones? Helen
could scarcely believe her ears. The
balmy breath of babe was no
sweeter than now were the words of
the attractive blonde.
But why were Johns cheeks burning
in those deep red streaks? All! It
all came to her in moment! A great
Joy laughed in her heart and in her
shining eyes. This, then, was the
sweet Bessie of her husbands dreams
the one blot on her otherwise happy
welded life. Yes, the hair, the slant
ing eyes were Gibsonish; but the lips
were the thin, cold lips Of the photo
graph.
Dear, dear friend" went on the
honeyed tones: chow sweet it seems
to see you! You have met my hus-
band, Mr.. McElwin. But do tell me
how you happen to be here? ibid not
see you on the train"
my home is here" The professor
spoke shortly: Helen fancied she
caught twinkle in Mr.. McElwin's
eyes. She could have laughed aloud;
but she would not lose one word of
this delightful conversation.
Indeed, and so your home is here"
commented Mrs. MELVIN blandly; II
was just about to speak of that. lovely,
elm-arched street with the sun rising
through it. What is more refreshing
than sunrise walk?"
The professors face was a study.
Helen was ecstatic. She began to fear
she might do something reckless
dance hornpipe-give three cheers
and tiger; but Teddie saved her.
Breaking bose from his mothers re-
straining hand, and making a dash for
his father, he shouted, Papa! papa!
l want penny for the gum machine!"
AS John was searching his pockets
for a penny, the gracious voice went
on: "Ah, your little son; anyone may
see that; the same lovely hair-you
know I always admired your hair"
Helen felt her husband was looking
past this sweet friend of his youth at
herself.
"And your wife," continued the mel
lif1uous voice; isis she dead?"
What balmy blending of sympathy
and consolation! In the face of that
look in his wife's eyes, the professor
of mathematics was fast degenerating
to the state of savage.
"Mrs. Brown, will you come here!"
MRS. Brown, Mrs. McElwin!"
"Ah, these men!" cried Mrs. Nc
Edwin, coquettishly; ri doubt whether
you have ever heard Of me. john
pardon me, Mrs. Brown, for calling
your husband by his first name-used
to know me as Bessie Alter"
Certainly the professor was degener-
ating, and at terrific pace. No Tus-
carora Indian could look more blood
thirsty than he at this minute.
Once more Teddie saved his family
from lasting disgrace. Helen felt sure
that in a moment more the Phi. D.
would have done something desperate
"The cars! the cars!" yelled the
guardian angel, dancing up and down
IN wild frenzy of anxiety. Teddie
was not mistaken; the Overland Spe-
cial was rushing down the track in a
whirlwind of steam and dust:
Out on the platform, John, looking
into his wife's happy, triumphant
eys, whispered: Helen. you were
right One kiss, my dearest and most
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