The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1907-12-27


ly Al. forty the women of her ac-
quaintance were supposed to give no
thought to such vanities, but she was
evidently Of a worldly turn of mind.
and she remembered the set of the
overcoat worn by her guest.
Supper over, they sat by, the open
fire, she with her Battenberg piece. he
with a cigar encircled by a gilt band
which she wished fervently Mrs: Judge
Brown could see.
And so l brought this printed form
for you to fill in,'' he continued. 81 had
to come through Washington on my
way down, and knew they had GER
tain form that had to be filed in Be-
fore you could get the money"
Wasn't the one Judge Brown and =
all OF us-fixed all right?" awed by the
thought that anything attested by the
minister and Mrs. Judge Brown could
possibly have a flaw in it.
He leaned back in his chair with The
glow of satisfaction that creeps over
man when he is well fed, comfortable
and has a 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.
was allowed to look at the one you
sent, for had telegraphed the author
tiles to let me know if they found out
anything as to his whereabouts. There's
$50 due"
Her blue eyes opened in astonish-
ment but it only cost me sixty"
you can put in a charge for nurs-
ing" and the jovial eyes of forty-two
beamed into the gentle eyes of forty.
at does my heart good to think he had
you to make it easier for him.
'But 1 didn't charge anything for it.
The moneys yours" she objected.
There's where you are wrong" tri-
umphant that he carried an over
whelming stock of knowledge. at
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 coy 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 his in
tentiOn of staying until he could have
q 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.
''It 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
''Yes; there is room for two more"
He eyed the remaining space figura-
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 I
had left. Everything has seemed lone
ly since'
He helped her with the leaves me-
chanically. But you have a home
that's something. 1 often wish when
I'm off on trips that I had home to
return to-that there would be some
One-waiting for me-"
you poor man. she said. utterly
unconscious of his meaning.
II would like to come here some
times, so he wouldn't seem left here
among strangers" he said huskily.
I'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 I'M
derstood. Her eyes opened wide like a
child's.
He kept hold of her hand, and her
eyes finally dropped before his.
what on earth will Mrs. Judge
Brown say?" she gasped weakly.