The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1904-11-10

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air q rtnDement about her. She passe
the books and magG Slnes and took upa tir
bonnet from the clothing counter. The
she looked up As the wall, where hung
few OF the choicest articles. o1e Of tbet
looked strangely familiar. She turned
little pale as she asked II che might a.
that bahys cloak with the fur trimming
Nes, |. Was the same, her own baby cloal
she had worn when In long clothes. sb
remembered bcr mother showing her th
pretty baby clothes, ard how she had teas
ed her TO let her have II for her big doll
But bow came II here' III win take this,
she said, as she turned TO the lady at th
coua,cr, 10 her esgeruess forgetting to ssl
the pfic',
ff.y cents, said tie ssleswoman. Wal
one moment, please, she called as th'
young lidy, after paying the price, moved
toward the door. When we unwrappet
this cloak this picture fell out Of the bun
ole We do not know who sent the cloaF
as the man who called around for tn,
things don't remember where he got II. W.
would like to return II, as 1t may be yslua
bic to the owrer. Perhaps you know who
II ls.
II looks familiar, TOO. thought the younR
woman, but she did not know whose II
was.
do not know who II is, she sald, but II
looks like someone know, and ! would
like 70 have II, will leave my address and
the lady can call II she wants 1t. She took
from her pocket rather large az card
with James Smith, Painter and Paper
hanger printed on It, and wrote under
meath 10 good hand, "Alice Reynolds
Smith, 20 Wendell Road y
Then she sent home, puzz'ing over the
picture all the way. OF course her mother
had given the cloak. Neither that nor any
other Of her daughters belongings had any
value since the lstters marriage with that
common mar, Smith.
Why. his name might as well have been
John Smith, her mother had said.
Mrs Reynolds was left widow, In cir
cumsiapces ihst had enabled her to give
her two children Al excellent education,
and she had hoped for better marriage
Tor Alice. A risifg young doctor had as
pired to the hand Of the pretty daughter,
and Mrs. Reynolds had fatty denied her
my other lover. Ii ended 10 an elop3ment,
md Mra Reynolds closed her doors to the
ana ways, foI bidding them to enter the
Rouse again.
When Alice arrived home she found her
husband waiting at the door. Why, how
xei.ed you look, Alice, he said. Where
lave you been today
have bser 10 The rummage sale, and
ee, found my baby cloak there. Oh,
lin, she began sobbingly, she will never
are, How c I'D size give ny pretty cloak
o that hofrid rummsge saleS Never mind,
Baby Ruth needs one and this will rave us
'uying one this fall. | am Nsad | saw 1t
efore stranger took 1t. But don't know
Who this can be. A young mans pc
ure.
1t looks like you OIL oi5aby, Alice, think,
aid her husband.
Do you suppose 1t could have been my
athtrf asked Alice after pause. You
now he died when was little and never
aw him. don't believe mother meant to
end this to the sale. wonder II she has
nissed 1t YETI
In her luxurious home on Country Street
fashionable district, Mrs. Reynolds lay
ossing In bed. She had contracted cold
nd was taken violently i'll the opening day
I the rummsge sale. The third day she
Ias 10 high fever and her sister, who came
rom neighboring town to attend her, be.
qme quite anxious. As the sick woman |
aved 10 her deirium she constantly refer
ed to picture.
~ have lost Gerald's picture. What have
done with his pictures' she mosned.
nd 1t on the cloak and 1t is gone, and my
irl gone, too. Give me the picture, Ellen,
be asked OF her sister.
But where did you put the cloak' iTell
le and will get the picture, Mary.
The man! The man He took II to the
Idies. was to 20, but now the cloak and
cure are gone. have nothing left.
DO you mean 1t was sent to the rummage
.let asked Ellen. light breaking in upon
er.
Yes, yes, that YVES It; get 1t for me.
Thus II was that Aunt Ellen knocked on
le door Of the little tenement where James
NTH, painter and paperhsnger, lived, ard
lice received the fret news Of her mother
le had since her marriage. Ah hour later
IN headed procession Of Aunt Ellen,
lice and Baby Ruth on their way to the
eynolds home. When the baby 10 Allce's
OAK, and with Alice's face in miniature,
,ened her tiny arm, and said, Pretty
dy," Mrs. Reynolds heart Of vanity wa,
ucked and she melted at oLcs. I
II was your fathers picture Alice, she
plained, and wass all had of him. Now
nave got it back and you and the baby,
ink shall get well. h