The new South-news., 1909-02-06


bewildersd look, letting go OF the
trembling hands
Mamie Jewett"
And where IL Josie. Miss Jeweft,"
She has run away. | believe. be
fi.use--' and jCst there Mamie paused
~ the recollection and Josie's secret
must be kept
Harry orion laughed-he coudn',
help if--st The bright young face be
fore him.
Well. we'll. Josie always would have
Ter own way n she could get it by
hook or by crook So. az she has sent
you in her place. We may as well start
for home"
That ride out To the pleasant farm
where Josie Ofton lived was delightful
The read led through long avenues Of
trees blazing in The October sunset:
PAST pleasant fields and along delic
ious little brooks full OF music. and
al last. al twilight. up 10 the door OF
The old farm house
Harry lifted Mamie out. and put her
Gown on the broad door-stoue telling
her mother that the Young lady's name
was Mias Jewett, and Josie had sent
her out TO make shirts. as Josie her
awhile.
SO Mamie found herself established
in the cheerful home Josie had desert
ed. and with her hands fnll OF work.
was not only busy a. bee, but merry
as a bird.
All day long her song rang through
the house. and Harry used to tell hIs
mother privately that he thought her
song was worth something. even
though there were no shirts to make
Nothing was said in her presence
about Josie's continued absence. and OF
course she could not break into such
topic without invitation so her days
ran on / nhappy ignorance
Josie. meantime was living quietly
In the old sarret. going out every day
for a breath OF fresh air and the bene-
diction of the sunlight and Just as
determined as ever. never to go home
and marry Hugh Harding
She had made but one friend in her
rew nome and that was the lodger in
The garret room adjoining her own.
He was poor man very. poUr--Jos'e
thought he must be from the appear
ance OF his room. He had slipped on
the stairs the very day after Josie
came. hurting his ankle so badly that
he had not been able TO leave his room
since
lie had only an old maiden aunt TO
take care OF him, who came in the
morning and stayed until o'clock. and
Josie had to acknowledge that she wac
awkward In = sick room.
Josie had = fashion OF her own OF
singing when she WAS alone. and AS
she was alone ali the time Just then.
she used to sing from morning until
night One day the old lady Knocked
ut her door. introduced herself. and
asked her II she would be so kind as 10
cone in and sing to her nephew. who
seemed nervous and restless.
Josie's red lip curlcd 4 little Al the
idea OF man being nervous. but As
she was always ready to do any one =
kindness. especially when she imas-
ined that they would never he able TO
make her any return she walked into
the room, sat down near the invalid,
and sang some Of her sweetest songs.
II was wonderful 10 sec the change
it wrought in the poor young man. and
Josie was so touched by his honest
k..t -. .k,.s~
to him every day.
For two weeks she sang TO him every
iay. and he listened and looked at the
leauiiful singer, until she held his
heart in one OF her kind glances. and
lie began to think life would be a very
dresty thing without her.
Josie's eyelids dropped in his pres
ence. snd her cheeks grew snspiciousls
rosy when he looked at her too long
One day Josie came in with daily
newspaper in her hand. aud a smiie
flu,tering ON her lips.
Il believe am getting homesick
Mrs. Cady," she exclaimed Here is
an advertisement for me. and | think
! viii go home"
An advertisement tor YOU" ex-
claimed Mrs. Cady. In her turn. while
her nephew turned his head suddenly
@wsy.
Yes. You didn't know | rnn away
rom home. did yous"
Ran away from home repealed
The good old lady. who. il seemed.
couldn't sct beyond n repetition of Jo-
sis's words: ~whs, could make you do
such \ ihinx,~
Because | wanted to hnvs my own
| way | have been away = whole monfh
| and half. aud nov my dens odd fashe:
| Sa~ pu, an advertisement in the news
psper. promising all he has in the
world. or something to that effect. ia
any one who will ard aud hrins home
| his missiux Josie
Is your father poor maa Miss
| losiey" inquired Arthur Cady
Il rnthcS think | am about the RIOS.
| .aluSbls part of his poesess lens: ..s
s.at Is nothing sgsins; person to
be poor"