Hattiesburg daily news. (Hattiesburg, Miss.) 1907-1908, 1908-05-05

an ache that the flowers were not
meant for her.
Gabrielle" spoke most impossible
dialect, and be did his little worst to
make Jane understand that there had
been no mistake. But Jane firmly re-
fused to carry the flowers back with
her. and. Just to convince herself that
she was satisfied with what she had
done, she walked half an hour In the
park. returning to lind the box stand
ing on her shabby bureau. Again she
opened 1t, and this time an engraved
card met her gaze. "Mr. Frederick
w. Grey" and beneath was the pen
ciled legend: Birthday wishes. and
may see you soon? am waiting in
the parlor now II you care to come
down."
"Frederick w. Grey?"
That must be the red headed assist
ant bookkeeper who was Freddy" to
every one In the Office save herself.
She had never heard his last name. or
course she would see him and thank
him. though she could not imagine
how he had known about her birthday.
Tucking the lovely flowers into her
belt and giving few def touches to
tie and hair. she tripped down to the
parlor. 1913 Z
But only the new boarder. he OF the
fine gray eyes. was there to greet her,
and he certainly stood at attention as
II waiting for her
She held the card in her hand and
looked about inQuiringly.
"Jane--little Jane williamson
you know me9" demanded the new
boarder.
Then suddenly something new and
strange pulled at James heartstrings
and at memories long dead. Something
new and wonderful bounded through
her veins.
"willie--littiel WILLIE" she almost
sobbed. ''Oh. II you'd tied the flowers
with pink tarlatan l would have re-
membered!v H mr.
It took him 80 long to tell her all
about it-of his wandering with his &C.
centric old grandfather from mining
camp to mining camp. from Mexico to
Peru and Chile. Of fortune made and
lost and found again and of how the
grandfather. growing more and more
bitter against the recreant husband Of
his only daughter. had insisted that the
grandson have his name changed by
the law from, that OF bis fathers fam
fly to his mothers
Then followed the story of how he
had gone back to the old town directly
his grandfather had departed on the
last long journey; how no one seemed
to know where she had gone. and how
he had finally traced her to Mrs. De
Lancey's and had come there unan-
nounced to make sure that be would be
welcome-that she had not changed
and had not found some one else.
"Oh. Williew she sighed contentedly
from comfortable resting place on
his shoulder. Just as If there had
ever been any one else since l lit the
birthday candlesr'
They had pre-empted the tawdry
ranr;es -nau ruineT BACK from church,
donned her pink silk negligee and was
staring at them accusingiy from the
center of the ugly red and green parlor.
But when You have fine gray eyes
you generally have the courage to an.
nounce your Intentions. and Frederick
William Grey did II 80 effectively that
Mrs. De Lancey wiped her tears on the
flowing sleeve OF her pink negligee and
shook hands with them both; then.
turning her back ON the coy corner,
for once put to its legitimate use. she
departed. murmuring: well. you new
or can tell what sort of gisl will land
man. And her hair 30 plain and her
face SO pale toor'