The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-01-07

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Down old Broadway they swung. She
had horn tucked under her arm, for
to make use Of the toy. Her hat had
angle. The satin-fnished braids had
become loosened, and delightful ten
drills Of soft, golden hair framed her
face, alight with interest and amuse-
ment.
"Isn't this perfectly gloriousf" She
cried in Harry Is ear.
And GLORIOUS, glorious,'' echoed
strong, insistent voice within him. The
blood ran riotously thru his veins. He
flung, up his head and drew her arm
closely thru his. s,sGloriops7" Yes.
~ missed the momentous fact.
The chimes rang out the old year
and welcomed in the new. Other bells
and whistles and mad voices drowned
ola Trinity IN an orgy OF sound: Then
the crowd swung back. breaking for
cars and ferries and trains.
Lynde was plotting Helene skilfully
thru the crush, when suddenly q huge,
lurching figure drew up in their path,
and thick voice exclaimed:
Hello. here's the pretty Typewriter
cross the hall! Seem life, little 'uni
l a;xa Hon g NeM Yeapa Hiss fpe-got
| It was all over in minute! The
laughing faces in the throng closing
round them turned grave, the heavy
| figure Of the drunken man bent for
ward, a straight, sure arm struck out
with unwavering aim, and there were
rise above chimes, bells and whistles,
/ and then--Helene found herself in
4 cab. A policeman was closing the door.
A strong, firm arm was supporting her
and deep, impetuous voice was pour
ing words into her ear that somehow
pected. It was all part Of the new
year, the new life, he told her.
| James Allerton Grey stood in front
Of the unpretentious door Of the Crimes
by apartments at the Glendale. he
to touch the button. He was taking
very serious step. Perhaps he should
4 have brought his lawyer, or at least
a witness. Then he remembered the
big, empty house he had just left; Yes,
decidedly. the home needed 2 mistress
worthy Of the setting, 10 10 pressed
After the gloom Of tho hall, the ,l b1il.
drawing room almost blinded him: But
presently his gaze adjusted itself TO
slender, slightly stopping .,, ae ovs:
; Which was draped a delicate iaes scarf.
and by her side, the more familiar fig
ure. straight, tail and 1.-THE, and hover
ing in the background-yes, II was
He returned their greetings ! =, :. per ,,a:
. derstand why his nephew drew for
> ward Mrs. Ormesby's chair In pro,
: tecting fashion, or why his hand rested
: for a moment on the back Of the chair
8 which Helene had taken. They we're
z talking of the old-fashioned New Year
' custom Of calling. Mrs. Ormesby had
{. brought forth some quaint, old spt,glass
+ saying that she had used these on the
very day when, at her mothers New
+ Year reception, Mr.. Ormesby had asked
9 her to marry him. But Mr.. Grey was
t watching Harry. What the devil had
. come over the boys What. was that
, new light in his eyess Had the wine ;e
q critically. It was certainly mild.
J VTalk about history repeating
9 itself,'' said Harry, looking into Hell
: e's eyes. "It was New Years morn
- ing when-'
3 mother coughed ,a9pologetlcally'
n n ri Know didn't tell him this
" morning. I wanted to surprise him
y, when he came this afternoon. You see
10 Uncle Jim, I IN going to take that good
=, It advice Of yours and marry Helene.
y James Grey took fresh grip on his
i glass. and it was we'll that Mrs. Ormes
r. by did not know how close her precious
y. heirloom had come to destruction. lie
70 spoke as one in a dream.
"To the New Year happiness of the
g. future Mrs. Lyndel May it never
wane!" '--t
70 Ho was picking up his gloves and
It. cane Mrs. Ormesby stepped to his side
" HHelene told me Of your kind inter
est in her work, but, Of course, every.
IS thing Is changed now, and it was not
n necessary for you to explain your plar
TO for her future. But thank you just
the same She will not return to the
office if you can fill her place. My
70 brother will assist us-and prefer thai
If she should not be seen again in the
ne Offices with which her future husband II
lg connected. I feel sure you will appre
e. ciate my feelings in the matter"
ut "Most assuredly,'' answered Mr.
"A Grey, "and I congratulate you upor
30 your good judgment.'
x He offered his hand to- Helene, ant
~, looked long and earnestly into her face
% Something he read In her eyes, perhaps
- the tenderly happy light which tllumin
ated even his narrow viewpoint, tolt
r.. him that had he spoken the day before
it would not have been differentl
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