The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-05-04
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 Squire Norman had clerical friend whose rectory of Carstone lay some thirty miles from Normanstand. They had been chums at Trinity, Cambridge, and the boyish friendship had ripeneo and lasted. When Harold An Wolf had put in his novitiate in teeniing Md land manufacturing town, 1t was Nor mans influence which obtained the rec torship for his friend. An Wolf's mar riage and the birth of a son had Kept him closer. to home. Mrs. An Wolf had been killed in a railway accident a couple of years after her only child had been born. The last time the two men had met was when An Wolf had come over to Worcester to aid n the burial of his friends wife. When they met again after a lapse of some years, each found the other somewnat changed. in all but their old affection.
 An Wolf was delighted with the lit- file stephen. Her dainty beauty seemed to charm him: and the child. sesming to realize what pleasure she was giving, exercised all her little winning ways, The rector, who knew more of children than did his friend, told her as she sat on his knee of a very interestlhs person: his own son. The child ns" tened, interested at first, and then en- raptured. She asked all kinds Of ques-
 
 as he gladly answered the pretty sym pathetic child, already deep in ms heart for her fathers sake. He told her about the boy who was so DIE ana strong, and who could run and leap and swim and play cricket and root ball better than any other boy witn whom he played. When. warmed nm self by the keen interest of the little girl. and seeing her beautiful black eyes beginning to glow. he, too, woke to the glory of the time; and all the lonely heart gave out their store. The other father, thrilled with delight be- cause of his babys joy with, underlying all, an added pleasure that the little Stephen's interest was in sports tnat were for boys, looked on approvingly now and again asking questions nim- self in furtherance of the child wishes.
 And so all the afternoon as they sat in the garden, close to the stream that came out of the rock. An Wolf told fathers tales of his only son. Ot the school races when he had won so many prizes. Of the swimming match Tn the Islam River, when, after he had won the race and had dressed hlmseh, ne went into the water in his clothes to help some children who had upset a boat. How, when Widow Norton's only son could not be found, he dived into | the deep hole of the intake of the | milldam of the great Corstone milis where Wingate the farrter had been | drowned And how, after diving twice without success. he had insisted on eo- l ing down the third time though people | had tried to hold him back; and how he had brought up in his arms the l child all white and so near death that they had to put him in the ashes of | the bakers oven before he could be I brought back to life.
 Here the child wept. and flew to her father for comfort; and hung round his neck. and buried her face in his com fortable waistcoast where she could | hear his heart beat and his watch | ttclf The two men were moved also | nartly by the heroism of the deed and its touching issue. and partly by tho cbiid's emotion. The clasp of theil | hands. in fresh renewal of old friend sbip over the baby's head seemed tt link together the two fathers and thu two children. When stephen recov cred, for her weeping was. not iron sorrow but only emotion, and asked To- more stories of Harold whilst all th' time she clung tight to her fathert neck lest they should frighten her. til | the presence of Mrs. Jarrold, looming on the edge of the lawn, called 10 mln' that tea time had come.
 Even the child's anxiety to neal more, gave way before the habit O obedience. She slid down from ne fathers knee and coming over to pr An Wolf gravely held out her han' and said: "Good-bye" Then she kiss ed him and said:
 Thank you so much. Won't yol come soon again, and tell us more? Then she jumped again upon her ia thers knee and hugged him round thu neck and kissed him over and owe again. When she had taken Mrs. Jar roId's hand she let it go and ran bacl to her father and pulled down his hea. and whispered in his ear:
 Daddy. please make Harold's dada