The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1908-11-09

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S,sS ne lost Ms baIineS ana ell letl
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moment 1etiay, 1la1f stunned,
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ca him Ora himself u = ttines
pbstIre, he eut the laess. of The boot
ana with his handkerchief bound the
spra1ned ankle aS tightly as he eouIds
Then, by slow degrees, he made his
way TO his coat and slipped It on to
prevent a cold.
Holding. to tie trunk OF IN rec he
sought 10 rise but he sank - the
ground again ana rested FOR l0ment
until the sharp pain ceased
There was mo- sllcl IN igllt that
could be used as Z cane, and without
such an aid there was small chance Of
being able to make his way to the edge
OF the wood, where he might be able
to attract the attention OF some pedes-
trfan, ON the road below. Yet be
would crawl on his hands and knees
rather than pass the night In the open
He was stil considering the sit1a-
tion when he. spied fash OF brown
and scarlet between the trees, and a
came more clearly into view Paul
gasped and rubbed his eyes.
Coming toward him was Carol Ry-
der, not as he expected 10 ind her with
the weight of added years, but as
young and girIish as on that day
when they two had gathered ehestnuts
and taken them home to roast.
1t seemed that It must be some Vi
sion, for he had seen late picture OF
Carol, and the. glElishness had given
place to a maronly dignity that suit
oddly on her young face. This was
the girl OF the olden day-his Carol
and as she approached he struggled to
rise and fell, She came hurtying TO.
ward him.
s'You have hurt your ankle she
asked In voice that surely must be
Carols. II win try and End stick for
you to use as cane. Don't try to Else
until 1 bring you one"
She hurried away and presently re-
appeared with a stout branch.
: ssYou- wfl have to trim &c down lit
tie with your knife she explained.
IL was .Lue QGsE i COuIA 42A40ss ~ u
Paul Westford2" she added as, for the
first time, she studied his face.
Its Paul Westford," he assented,
''but you cannot be CarolI''
:tI'm her sister Edith,' she explain
ed with 4 light langh. 81 was just at
the awkward age when you left, and;
anyhow, you never had eyes for any
one but CAROL
.fYou look very like her." he said
quietly US he rose by aid OF the cane.
$50 eye-y one tells me- was the
girls careless comment You had bet
ter take my arm too. 1t win be safer.
Do you think you can manage it?"
Easily" he agreed as he accepted
her suggestion and rested his free
hand lightly upon her arm.
Slowly they made their way to the
clearing, and not until they left the
woods behind did Edith stop with q
little cry OF dismay.
'EYou never got the nuts she cried,
''and you came all the way from town
TO get them!"
''I came I'm search of old memories"
said Paul softly as he looked down
into the eager face upturned to his. II
thought they were dead memories, and
/ md that they still i've
The color flooded the girls face as
she turned it aside, but not till eyes
had spoken to eyes. and Paul knew
that he had found his mate.