Bisbee daily review., 1910-06-07
One Who
 Came
H Memorial Day Story
By cLAmssA MAcnE.
Copyright. 1910. by American Press
 Assoclation.

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 She had been looking for him all through the .warm spring. and now. late in May. she felt that he must come. Another week would bring the 20th of the month. and Memorial day. with its tender observance of all the ! beloved dead would come to crush down her cherished hope of Roberts return.
 Esther looked wistfully across the | pasture. and tears filled her hSIe eyes until hillside and pointed cedars were a dark blur.
 When she had wiped them away ! some one was coming wearily down | the narrow path-some one tall aud thin. dressed in dark clothing. with A gray felt hat on his dropping bead. ! The man did not lift his eyes from i the ground. but tramped steadily on. with his gaze fixed on the winding path under his feet When the path | ! saw Esther gazing al hi,n longingly ! lovingly. but there was DO recollection ' in his glance. merely undlsguised won ! derment
 Esther's radiant smile faded as she i searched the handsome face for some | sign of recognition. It was Robert 1 Webb. paler. thinner and curiously ! changed in expression. and yet it was l Robert. \ sudden terror filled her soul.
 [ Robert" she cried softly. don't yor 1 know mey"
 : He stared curiously at her while q slow red burned into his thin cheeks. | He lifted the gray hat and showed ! dark hair streaked plentifully with white
 T am afraid you have made a mis- take he said in q deep. musical voice 1 that was like Roberts own tones. My name Is Robert. but am sure l would have remembered you if we had met before came to see Mr. Lane. I was directed to take the short cut across the lots from the station. Is this his farm:"
 Esther shrank back.
 Yes. this is MT. Lanes farm. You will find him at the house or barn. Take the path through the orchard | With a murmured word of thanks the man replaced his hat leaped the fence and disappeared in the gather ing twilight of the orchard ] When Esther went into the house her fair hair was wet with dew. but her eyes were very bright and shining.
 In the sitting room they were all gathered about the evening lamp. The light fell on the red table cover and 1 was reflected in the comfortable fur ! nishings of the room. Mir. Lane was reading the almanac with an interest quite unabated by a long winter s persual of it's closely printed pages. Helen and Agatha were embroidering-
 They all glanced up as Esther en- tered the room. blinking at tine light
 You'll catch your death out in the dampness. child" reconstructed her
 mother as Esther sat down in low rocker beside her. We've been wish
 ing you'd come in and give us a little
 music"
 You promised to practice that duet
 with me. Esther" complained Helen
 ''I don't see why you want to run
 away every night after supper. You can't guess what's happened since
 you've been gone." she added teasing ]. ly.
 The color leaped into Esther's pale
 cheeks. She struggled for moment
 with her quickening breath before her
 words found uuerance What has
 happened. Nen?" she asked. with as
 sumed carelessuess.
 Nothing at all" interposed Mrs
 Lane. smiling. except that father's
 tickIed to death because he's got some
 one to help him all summer"
 -Who is itE' asked Esther.
 "A man who came here tonight
 Tbe station master sent him. knowing
 your father was put 10 it for help on
 the farm. He's young and willing though he's a little out of healIh. Hes
 been a soldier. and he wants tO have a
 summer farming it to get back his health again"
 - And likewise fiN his pocketbook. k. Q yawned Farmer Lane. stretching him ? self luxuriously T guess we'll gel F along as well as may be. He's a fine Q pleasant spoken young chap, but he; Q seer. a sight of trouble. take it. Hi l hairs as white as my own. He's com S ing tomorrow"
 - What Is his name2' asked Esthel | in muaied voice.
 Robert Munson. Looks like som'
 one I've seen before Can't think wh'
 it is to save my life" said her father
 rising and filling his pipe at the man
 telshelf
 With quick movement Esther aros'
 and was gone from the room. Father I.ane." exclaimed Agatha Il stage whisper. its just come Co m who this man looks like, He look enough Ike Robert Webb to be hI it own brotherr'
 They cast startled glances at one an other. 'I declare if he doesn'tg gasT cd Mrs. Lane at last. T hope Esthe won't notice it- It would upset he U terribly. ps-
 n That may be- returned Mir. Ian IT decidedly. ''Esther's mourned Ovc 1t Rob Webb jest two years longer tha d he was worth. If he'd cared anythin s. for her he stayed behind and mad