Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1906-10-17

L y ally @auv4C0A O1 s<AAeSs S14arry !#C1eap!
Then come along with me, Tor i am in
q dickens Of fx!'' cried Ross Court,
ney,, collaring his: chulmn $s;aaln and leading
him. of per force to the boarding
house he called home: sS$ I. 9 x.s Il. 45a 5s5
ITS a case of excess baggage he
continued, as the two5fwent up: the
broad stairs two steps at q Jump. ) "
/ you see, Percy Miles and I hap
pened into the railroad ONCE where
they were auctioning or old, uncalled
i for luggage, and Just, for fun each OF
us bid in a trunk. L selected q small,
malinish looking. one, and here. we
are! Come and view. the burden 81
my woes" >@sS*'. Il =@.}%Ss -.
! = He led the way into pleasant room,
pointed solemnly at little leather.
covered trunk in the middle o. the
floor, threw himself lazily upon a
| "Open the COMPOUNDED thing! It's
| full of woman.s stuff. Percy got q
! fine overcoat in his, and some new
ties and things. But what can this
unincumbered man do with. that toy
gery?' - .< ~ T.
Keep it till you're married." sug-
gested Larry. - III ~ =. .~i
married! The girl I'd marry
wouldn't touch secondhand clothes!
Besides, I daren't keep it here. Mrs.
Landlady is too curious. No I'll just
dump it in the lake some dark night
and make mystery for the police"
@'And incidentally get yourself into
more trouble. But why such cruel
! waste? These things cost money
lots of it. I ,imagine-and you paid
a dot in the bargain. Suppose you
give it to some grown-up orphan
asylum, ONO, 1 say, Ross, go
through it systematically and find out
the owners name and address-it is
surely on something-then write to
her, offering to sell the whole thing
back for trif1e.''
Good! Do an act Of charity and
turn an honest penny by it! Scotch
you surely are! But there's the din
ner gong! Won't you 60 down with
| me?"
mo; had mine. I'll stay here and
rummage for you, If you like"
wish you would. Only lock Mrs.
McGatfey out"
Courtney disappeared, the door was
bolted, and Larry turned back to the
battered little trunk with look of
pity on his handsome face. Had it
been lost in one Of the awful catas-
tropics he had read about; its owner
killed and her body, like the baggage,
| unidentified? How else would a val
liable trunk remain unclaimed? They
were girlish things; dainty wells, rib
bons, ginghams, silks and piles . of
snowy linen. He fingered over pair
of half-worn slippers, thinking Of Gin
derella and her prince.
T. But not the sign of. a clew!" he
murmured. Perhaps there are let
ters,in sthi; box" -.
Its catch was bent; he wrenched It
open, and out flew-his photograph!
He, sat down plump upon 2 lace
hat and stared. On the back OF it
| were his initials in his own handwrit-
ing, and date he had put, upon but
one photograph. Beneath the picture
were all the letters, and scraps of
notes he had ever sent Nell Burr; also
some comical pencil sketches he had
| made of one never-to-be- forgotten pic
ntcing day, and some little trfnkets
he had given her. >r ~.
Only one bit Of paper bore other
handwriting than his own. Unfolding
1t, he read: -
20 to call back the days that are not!
Mine eyes were blinded your words
viii. YOU know: the truth thi. side OF
Larry! Larry! Tender and true!" r
He bent his; head upon the brown
trunk and groaned aloud: :;;.""And now
you are dead, dead! Oh, Nell!'' i. =. :.
How the old love song Douglas,
Douglas, tender and true. $: brought
back the happy days they had spent
| together! 49, And now Its revised
words revealed her heart and showei!
him how sadly he had misund erstood
her. And she was dead, dead!.>zs@@' 4 ~: y
HCourtney's heavy tread on the stair
aroused him from stupor to; quick &C
ton. The photo and letters were
|scrammed back into, the little box,
which he hastily hid under his shape:
less old Panama then, unlocking the
door, he met: his old friend with a
Istolid sort Of a SMILE exclaiming: i, 81
f.. 4 ~ ou're right! /, There's not q thing
| In it to tell whose it is /: But tell you
what Sell 1t to me to give to- that
/ poor little cousin 4 Of mine who sis
working her way through normal
school,. T. rs : & ss I. .5. : "
Bless your beneVolen old boots!
but surely there's: aj5clew. somewhere
IN tilt would be so romantic It'd
hunt her up. She's young, and }!I'll
bet she's pretty, Judging BY all ! this
dummery. Let me take 81 .whtrl at
it! & and the jjolly allow tire 45op Pei,
the Nd with "a bang that struck So
Echill to Larrys heart. #S s5!s| /
Killed. with terror lest Ross should
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