The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-01-01
POSSES NEW TEAR PART1.

her father. panting for breath and wiping the snow and sleet from his face, led in two half-frozen little children. One was boy, the other a girl. Both had the appearance of foreigners. As soon as Mrs King could get the thin, ragged wraps from the little wayfarers, and had seated them in front of the blazing gas grate she questioned them: Where are you go- storm f'' ~ ~ 'a 'n'' 'erri0'e
 We're going to try to find our uncle," replied the boy, the elder of the two chil- dren. We lived in Dashtown, but our mother died last week and she told us, Just before she died, that we had an un- cle living in the city. So we started two oays ago to come hereto find our Uncle Ioney He keeps a fruitstand."
 The boy spoke with a decided Italian accent. Then, shivering from the cold, which had got into his poor thin body, ne leaned over the grate, thawing out hls st1nened hands. But Mrs. King had thoughtfully rubbed the children's hands and faces and feet with snow before al- lowing them to come close to the fire. Also, she had called to the cook to pre- pare some hot broth at once and to fetch It to the little strangers. Then, after the broth, we'll all have some breakfast" !" she said.
 After questioning the children, MT. and Mrs. King learned that they were or phans, of Italian percentage, both father and mother being dead. The father had been dead year. the mother less than a week; also that their fathers brother, an Italian keeper of a fruitstand in the city, was named Toney Feretti, and that their mother had said he was a good man and would take care of his dead brothers children if they could locate him.
 we'll find yOur unclp my littIo foJbs promised Mir King; but we'll wait till this storm dies out. If your Uncle Toney Is in this city we'll find him very quickly"
 But" suggested Mrs. King, with some uncertainty, perhaps the man may be very, very poor, and that he already has all the mouths he can feed. In that case these dear little ones would not be very welcome in his home. And they are such dears that I couldn't bear to see them in unhappy surroundings-in a place where they were in the way"
 Well investigate everything, dear,'' said MT. King, ''before we turn our little visitors over to their new relative"
 "Oh, our uncle has no children said the little girl, whose name was Nita. He has a good wife, too. Our mother loved her much.'
 And our uncle is a good man-yery." |" 0SNAoASh taS coys WhOSC dduo WaS LILO. "Our mother knew them and loved them. They will be much glad to see us."
 Well, we'll find Uncle Toney as soon as the storm passes,'' said Mr. King And in the meantime, my little people. you shall be our guests"
 To say that the children enjoyed the day in the King house would be putting 1t mildly. As soon as they had warmed through and through and had enjoyed A good breaKrast they played with Flossie in the happiest manner. They told her stories of their babyhood in Italy. the land of their birth, which they loved very much. And they told of their father, a fruit vendor in the town they had come from on foot, and told of their mother, who carried on the business after her husbands death. But they had been very very poor, and after their mother had died there was only enough money got from the fruit stand to defray the expense of her funeral. They-Tito and Nita-had been taken to the home of their mothers sister, a woman with five children and a very cross husband And they remembered that their mother had told them of their uncle Toney, and that he would take them and love them if they could but find him. So two days before the day of our meeting with them they had conceived the idea of go- ing to the city in quest of their uncle Their aunt, feeling that the burden would be lighter should these two intruders go away, consented to their plan and al- lowed them to set out on foot for the