The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1910-11-23

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Little sis, please 60 In and ask
mother or nanny TO bring out glass
Of milk dasn't 30 myself for fear
he'll run away
The Judge presented his right hand
Imply to the glrl tthc hoy was still
clasping his left and 4 sudden thrill
swept over him. The physical contact
of loving, palpitating childhood called
to him with the yoite OF nature
At this juncture graceful figure,
carrying a tray, appeared upon the
walk. Her resemblance to the little
girl proclaimed the mother Her man
ner was as cordial as the boys
Good evening, SIR she said tal-
though It was only o'clock IN the
afternoon) "My son has been for
tunate enough to make your acquaint-
ance, see. Dimples, bring up tha
table"
The iudge rose and bowed and
stammered something, while the boy
brought from behind the tree wob-
bly, rustic stand upon which his moth.
er put the tray.
Conversation became general and
for the first tine in has life Judge
Holcombe shone at an impromptu en-
tertalnment lie paid the lady old
fashioned compliments upon her home
and her children, upon the milk and
the wine, both of which he re re,klessly
drank and finally added "Dimpes-
Dimples-dear me-auite an extraordi-
nary name for a boy, is it not? 6ut
like it"
Her low, sweet laughter answered
him. "Oh, his real name s not Dim
PIES. 1t is a pet name. We Southern
people are given to them II seems
such pity, his father says, for boy
to have all the dimples instead of his
sister"
Il never thought much about DIM
pies the judge replied, but now that
my attention Is called 70 the matter
must say that ] think they are decld-
edly attractive in boys think it Is
q misfortune they are not more gen
orally practiced-l mean possessed" "
His host beamed upon the company
you see. mother, he can talk very
nicely. knew he would after he got
acquainted. He was only bashlul at
irstp
The judge had wide reputation as
N after dinner speaker and his polt-
cal oratlons were not unknown to
anne, but this tribute OF his new
rlend touched him more than the en-
omums OF the press. lie exerted
himself to interest the lady and the
hid, and after delightful half hour
'ose to take his leave
Madam he said, You have given
ne n unique experience, a pra tical
Exhibition OF the Southern hospitality
# which we hear so much My name
Is Holcomhe."
Dimples pricked up his ears.
"Oh, motherl Mother. he's got my
middle name. Maybe we can claim
kim
What is your full name?' the old
nan cried with an odd break in his
voice
Jeremiah Holcombe Grey, Father
alls me Jerry when I'm good and
yhen I'm bad he calls me jeremiah Jr.
Ind says I'm like
Hush, Dimples." his mother inter-
upted but the visitors face had light
d up with a radiance which took ten
ears off
"When you're bad he calls It raising
ain. doesn't he? That was an an.
lent phrase of your fathers when he
vas a naughty boy himself--and he
ellis you you are like old Jeremiah
Hol.ombe, who wished TO adopt him
as his own son. in whose office he
tudied law and with whom he fooa
ishly quarrelled years ago. Madam
| was once part of my day dreams
hat there should be some time upon
this earth a boy named Jeremiah lIol
combe Grey. Strange that my dream
should have been fulfilled today at al
hour when life seemed to hold nothing
tor me-
She would have spoken, the warm
light Of understanding flooding her
beautiful face, but he raised his hand
Not now. When your husband re
turns tell him that there is a lonely
old man at the hotel who longs
know that bygones may be bygones.
Tell him to forgive me and let me -or-
give him.
Thanksgiving at the Grey's that year
surpassed itself. II was rumored all
through the place that Judge Grey
had found some OF his Northern kir
at the hotel, that the kin" was also
judge, and that after years of es.
arrangement, peace was about to be
established
On the occasion Judge Hocomhe
made the speech Of his life. lie asked
Dimples to stand up with him.
1T Is usual" he said, under cir
numstances siich as these. to BERN
with The personal. will therefore be-
gin with the turkey, the turkey that
talked, for II showed me that my boy
Edward Grey, had not quite hardened
his heart against his old state of
Asssachusetts- He Was still celebrata
ing Thanksgiving her one day 0
bride and glory-as his ancestors did
He had not forgotten, even in these
happier surroundings, the stern old
man who loved him. for his only son
bears the pame OF Jeremiah Hol ombe.
] am emboidened 10 ask favor once
refused. Edward Grey you once re-
fnsed 70 lef ne adcpt Won M fhc dav-