Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1905-12-17

----1ss =s. EEzAszl you love lne, you will give them lo me-
 But it was sweet to hear him plead, and the little maiden was desirous of prolonging the pleasure.
 If ever l love you again, 1 will give them to you,' was all she would say. Just then neignbor's boy had hurried up Ereathless with importance.
 John, Jonn. Your mother has sent for you to go home right away. Shes .ot telegram from your grandfather. He's dead
 It was the last time she had ever seen John Warren Within an hour he was speeding on the train to the home that death had entered so sud denly. Then there had been sickness and unexpected removal in her own family. Ii John had written to her, she he'd never received the letter. Her own childish. misdirecied epistle to him had come back to her months aft erward from the dead letter office John had passed completely out of her life. But put away among her most precious treasures were the little red .nittens waiting to be given to him.
 What had an old maid to do with such mementoes? How Juanita would .luSh if she knew her foolisAness! he would get out the mittels this cry Christmas and send them to her brother Bob's boy-Bob's boy who was always losing mittens.
 It was hard day. Juanitas heed less words seemed to tinga eyersthins with bitterness. They sounded iii her imagination again as she sat wrapping 'ip the Christmas presents A foolish II: zt .,S l41 her c. tt5 cS he did the ~~.aL5 nl ,9..,.s GD l'.to . neat parcel, "r2!': cd ta2,l i:i WssIJe tissue pa@e 4.1a tied them wita ;ai ribbon Jas. :leil s.?c was callSG aw2y. Th2 .res. Us q out ol her table as carefi,liv trrar&ed as the specimens in sciea- l-ie ea3iret. hers Cn one side and i,;.tni.a's or he Otter. So they would -&Ve ren4ai2ea had careless little 31S1tte }ent cat of the room. But 5usette Wanted baby ribbon for her own small concerns, and nobody but Aunt Annabel kept it on hand. In helping herself to it. she knocked two small packages from the table. They were both about the same size. soft and tied up with red ribbon, and the envelopes o hold each had laid. al- ready directed, beside Susette, hastily picking them up and trying to put them back, exchanged the packages. The stubby red mittens in their dainty wranpirgs laid beside the envelope ad- dressed MT. Walter Taylor" to whom Juaaita had meant to send an en- broidered handkerchief
 Who is Mir. Walter Taylor?" Aunt Annabel had asked; and Juaaita had replied. lightly:
 "Oh, he's Jacks uncle" (Jack was the boy who carried the skates for her) Hes lonely old gentleman and I thought it would please him to have me send him something He's a wid- over, and he has lots of money, and Jack is his only nephew" And world ly-wise little Juanita smiled meaning ly at the unworldly little aunt who would never. at her age or at any age, have thought of future prospects in this way.
 And so. by Susette's mistake, MT. Walter Taylor received the stubby red mittens instead of the handkerchief that was designed for him. It was a lonely man who opened the little red ribboned package. though no one but girl like Juanita would have thought of calling him an old gentleman. When he unwrapped the package and read the card that said in the small, dainty, old-fashioned "ladys hand": With great deal of love for Christ mas from Annabel Wilder" his face suddenly changed into the face of boy. He whistled. Then he laughed. Then he scrutinized the postmark, snatched his hat and was off like shot to find 8 directory But Miss An nabel's name was not in the directory, as she lived with her sister and sisters husband. It was Christmas evening before he traced her.
 It had been lonely day for Anna bel Juanita's words had taken all the pleasure out of it. Sister Agnes and Brother Char-es and their children were as kind as could be, but they be longed so thoroughly to each other and were so absorbed in each othe that she could not help very sore left-out feeling. She went to her room