Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1907-04-22

S,lo !, fl the train aul gaZcd around ln surprise. The depot building was entirely new. q pretty brick and tile affair, with trim flower beds all laid out for spring planting. She crossed th" tracks H!M followed the street leading to their o!d home, but was amazed to find that ti4e tree mere stripiieg wllca tAey left. new intcrtWincd their branrho> ogpr the sidewalk. An air Of perl0aueHeN and reet ulnpss seemed to enT"lop the canmu4ity. Progress was there, hut not half finished hlllIin@s torn paV"ueIts ami moving vans How the igy hstd grown over tne IUr den gateway. In frJHt of her own o'u hon1" she sip: ped ami almost rubbed her eyes. Had 1t really been that pretty
 No: there was d new porch on tA4 south side, and d bay window had been thrown out from her room. What I lovely room it must be, With that food of light pouring into it!
 Il wonder if they'd care
 With firmly set lips she threw hesita tlon to the winds, opened the low ifou gate and walked up the well kept path to the front door
 "l beg pardon. she said as q white haired lady opened the door. and then she stopped. and her face turned first scarlet then White. "Oh. Mrs Carruth did net know you had bought the place just thought
 A gently insistcnt hand drew her in side the door and led her into the sit ting room. Madeline leaned agaius! the door jamb, staring around her. II was just as they had left it.
 "Why, thought everything was sold"
 "IcS, but somehow Henry traced nearly all of the things and what he could not buy lie somehow mauagcl t3 duplicate at secondhand shops Hen.l always did think your mothers house was the finest in Grafton Heights, and before he Nss doing so we'll he used to tell nc that he meant some day to carr. house just like it for me"
 Madeline felt the room spinning around her. There were other things Henry CarrHth had tried to tell her more than once. but he had been |. poor, struggling lawyer and she well paid illustrator cven then. She had talked of a trip 10 Paris d career and where had it all gone? Lost ill wan. derings through a desert Of apartment houses, studios. teas and lunchcons But Henry had realized lis ambition or part of it at least. Perhaps now he did not care so much about the rest
 She never knew just how it happen ed, but Mrs. Carrutb had soon taken away her wraps, and then. after d com fOrting cup of tea, she had led her guest over the old house The bay window had made great improve ment in Madelines quarters; otherwise they were quite the same, with even some of her first drawings framed and hung above her old fashioned desk
 Downstairs once more. she gathered up her wraps and was drawing on her gloves when Mrs. Carruth excused her self to look after some dinner details Madeline stood by the window looking at the arbor over which wistaria now clung like loving, harmless old octo- pus. She reached out one hand and felt lovingly of the old fashioned dam ask hangings. A step sounded behind her, and without turning around she remarked, with something of a choke in her voice:
 "Mrs Carruth, never knew before the bitterness of that old saying, "A rolling stone gathers no moss-not even pleasant memories.'"
 A hand rested appealingly on her shoulder She looked up to meet Hen ry Carruth's grave glance.
 "I know of a cozy corner just meant for tired rolling stones. Will you come, MadelineY'
 It was midnight when he came back from town, but Mrs. Carruth was wait ing for him.
 "l told her we must be married be- fore the 1st. Mrs Stanhope wanted it In the new parlor because the Bull gravia has a bay window that would be fine for a wedding bell, but I don't propose that Madeline shall endure another moving day"
 "And the sweetest part of 1t all was that she never blamed her mother for all these disturbing years-just acted as if she herself were to blame for a foolish ambition for career That is true loyalty, and it makes me all the more willing to trust my boy to her care"
 And Mrs. Carruth turned to find her son by the window, his rugged face pressed against the old damask hang ing where he had found his first and only love that afternoon.
 Where Sentiment Ciinss.