The daily morning journal and courier., 1905-08-21

NAOh 4I NGAlAiC GLDOOI' GlS 5ACbllN4lIOll4Cl died on the farm, and when the under taker came to measure for her coffin and to make the final arrangements for the fun: ral with some women who had come to help during her last sick ness, he took notice of the child who stood about watching and not quite un- derstanding what it all meant. Then the day of the funeral he talked to me and was vsry kind, and if I re- member correctly I think he gave me some peppermints out of the pocket of his long black coat. Anyway, he must have managed to make great friends with me, because when the funeral was all over and they had laid my dear grandmother in the grave the undertaken took me home with him. The und: rtaker's name was Boden, and I found when I went there that he and his wife had no children. I intended to stay but a few days, but I was never sent away. A little time went by and thsy legally adopted me, so my name became Dorothy Anne Boden instead of Dorothy Anne Clay ton, as it has been before.
 T was very, very happy, a spoiled and petted daughter of my new father and mother, and l lived a very un- eventful life until I was fourteen. went to school. I enjoyed myself just like other girls but still kept up my corr; spondence with my dear father, whom I had never been permitted to see. When was fourteen years old my foster father died, and four years lot so at eighteen years I found myself just as I was left as nine-that is, practically alone. But there was now this difference, I was now neither help l'Isss nor penniless.
 ''T had in the intervening years suc- ceeded in getting a good education in the public schools in Cooperstown. I graduated from the high school and could, if it had been necessary, have tur1nsd in and made my own liveli- hood. But it was not, for my foster parents had left me all their property and found myself, if not exactly a rich girl, as least comfortably we'll off. l found myself with money enough to fit myself for almost any career for which might consider myself capable. But, as you know, good fortune, like i'll fortune, never comes singly, and I have no sooner become an heiress, in this modest way when won the Otsego county scholarship for Cornell univer- sity, which entities me to four years course there free of all cost. I have already spent two years of that time and am now in Cooperstown because it is vacation.
 "Yes, 1t is a happy vacation. It is the happiest time of all my life. have never been able to look forward to any time when thought could be so hap py.
 You see 1t all came about so sudden ly, I sent to the governor mysetlf few month ago and pleaded for my fathers release. His pardon has been denied or several former occasions when the peti- ttoners were old friends of fathers, and at last they sent me as the last hope. won. I might not have been heard SC readily had the path not first beer made easy by one faithful friend and neighbor.
 But I did not expect results SC quickly. I never dreamed of his be.
 
 nothing about it until about II o'clock The telephone rang, and one of my ole schoolmates the daughter of fathers oldest friend told me over the wire that father was free and that he was at that moment sitting in their parlor = down the street only a few blocks away"
 And you went then to meet him late as it wasp the Herald reporter asked, expecting, of course, the afr. native answer.
 But Miss Boden shook her head and , turned away her face as though she E would conceal the intense emotion that now crept into her face for the first time, for she had been very calm throughout the interview.
 ''No, I did not go that night. I did not go until quite late the next morn ing. ] cannot explain. I was over. come with joy at the news, and yet ] could not brace myself to meet it's full realization until had struggled many } hours. It was too great a joy for m, 1 to dare to approach it as one might z Hess stupendous happiness.
 , For 8 time my whole being seemed paralyzed. All wanted during those first few hours after they broke tn, glad news; all wanted was perfect , Iquiet, a place where I could be alone with my own soul.
 ''The next morning about ten o'clocl went down to tha office of my guadi- ; an, and, all alone i met my father anC looked in his face for the first time ; Well, all I can say is that when ] looked into that face I was not asham. ed to know that it was the face of m, , dear father, who had suffered so much 7 have often heard how handsome he : had been. 1 T had often heard how black his hai, l was and how gray his eyes; had ofter