The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1907-10-17
tore you could get the money"

fore you could get the money"
Wasn't the one Judge Brown and
all of us-fxed all right?" awed by the
thought that anything attested by the
minister and Mrs. Judge Brown could
possibly have a flaw In 1t.
He leaned back In his chair with the
glow Of satisfaction that creeps over a
man when he Is well fed, comforta BILE
and has pleasing woman asking his
opinion.
yours was all right In a way" he
said benignly, "but they have regular
forms with questions to be answered.
l was allowed to look at the one you
sent for had telegraphed the author
tiles to let me know II they found out
anything as to his wherea bouts There's
$50 due"
Her blue eyes opened in astonish-
ment But 1t only cost me sixty"
you can put In charge for nurs-
Ing" and the joyial eyes of forty-two
beamed into the gentle eyes of forty.
ut does my heart good to think he had
you to make 1t easier for him"
"But l didn't charge anything for 1t.
The moneys yours" she objected
"There's where you are wrong" tri-
umphant that he carried an over
whelming stock of knowledge ut
doesn't belong to me, for he left no
widow and no child under sixteen, so
nobody will draw that money except
you. You paid all his last expenses.
1t belongs to you, all right. little wo-
man"
The cozy fireside had given him a
taste of what home life might be, and
Miss Mary, who had never been called
little woman" before, turned rosily
red and finally agreed to fill out the
application for reimbursement accord
ing to directions.
He registered at the small hotel as
Jacob Rhine, Jr., and declared bis In
tention of staying until he could have
a stone put to his fathers grave.
When the stone was In its place Miss
Mary walked with him to the cemetery
one afternoon.
Her own lot, In corner of the GENE
terry, was surrounded by an old fash
Toned arbor vitae hedge that glistened
In the February sun.
at was good of you to put him here
with your mother and father" he said,
pushing back with his cane the leaves
from the border of violets.
'"There was plenty Of room" Her
deeds Of kindness were simply the nat
ural expression of her feelings toward
humanity.
Eyes: there is room for two more"
He eyed the remaining space fgura-
lively. "He was the only relative
had"
Miss Mary removed the dead leaves
that had drifted on the adjoining grave
"And she was the only relative !
had left. Everything has seemed lone
ly since"
He helped her with the leaves me-
chanically. But you have home
that's something. l often wish when
I'm Off on trips that had home to
return to-that there would be some
one-waiting for me-"
"You poor man, she said. utterly
unconscious of his meaning.
~ would like to come here some.
times, Sole wouldn't seem left here
among L gers" he said hJiskily
'T'll look after his grave Just exact
ly as do after mothers and fathers"
she said hastily.
do you think you could look after
me some too?" He caught her hand
as she reached out to remove the
leaves from the violet border.
She looked at him blankly, then un-
derstood. Her eyes opened wide like a
child's.
He kept hold of her hand. and hei
eyes finally dropped before his.
"What on earth will Mrs. Judge
Brown sayY' she gasped weakly.