Bisbee daily review., 1911-02-18

If they had only known, Doxie | would not have minded their mention ! ing the name of Howard Bundermab. to whom she had once been almost en- gagged to be married, nor of Lucy | Moore, who had been the village belle | and madcap who had got Howard away from Doxie and married him. some said, out of pure love of mischief. It was known that Lucy bitterly re pented of her wickedness. for her bus band did not love her as dearly as he did Doxie Turner. yet never by lonb or deed did he betray himself But Lucy 1 Bunderman knew. The postmistress said that Lucy had written a letter to Doxie once after her marriage, when she had gone out to Omaha to live. and that a letter from Doxie Turner had passed through the office in reply. That was ali Nobody ever knew what Doxie Turner thought about the mat ter. She always looked the same. tall and fair and sweet, with wistful blue eyes that never overlooked duty un- done.
 Now she suddenly arose from her chair with a little exclamation of dis may. She opened the doo- into the sitting room where Grandmothev Turner sat in the sunny bow window knitting furiously at long white stocking
 Apple wood logs were singing and sizzling in the drum stove. and there was the pleasant odor of cedar from the cid lady's open cedar chest.
 About time yon took your tonic. grandma" suggested Doxie. "I forgot all about>it Have you been lonesome in hereT'
 Not mite Doxie. I'm too busy to be lonesome l heard Beulah Norton's voice in the kitchen. and was scart to death afraid she'd come in here. ' can't abide herr Mrs. Turner jabbed her needles into the wool and paused for breath Her black eyes sought her granddaughter's face with keen in- quiry.
 Whats the news. Doxie7 Some things happened-your face is real pink
 i q guess sst was the spieed cider I've been drinking" evaded Doxie as she moved to and fro preparing the tonic. "Beulah was real cold when she came | in. and heated some cider, and. be- sides, the kitchens getting most too hot"
 whats the news?' persisted Mrs. Turner, making horrible face over the medicine.
 You know Estelle and Captain Lees went to the city and got married last Saturday"
 "Of course l know, Doyle Turneri i You told me yourselg guess know what Beulah Norton came up to tell you" She looked narrowly at the younger woman.
 What thenT" asked DoXie dehantly.
 Mrs. Turner folded her wrinkled hands and looked out of the window. ''Beulab came up to tell you that Howard Dzcdsrmaa had come back. I've k1sxl ss gScz eince he came. DOxie eGEzzEEg zza tn and told me when you was Gown to the postofice. feel dreadful sorry for that poor fel- low. I guess he had a hard row to hoe with Lucy Moore. though bet he tried to do his duty by her. And after she got him I guess she wasn't real happy over the way she'd treated you. They say before she died she named the second little girl after you"
 After me?' Doxie's face radiated with a strange glow. "Did Lucy name her little girl after meT'
 "Yes." snapped grandmother sJeruiy. "'Iwas the least she might do after making so much trouble all around. Lucy wanted to marry Jim Turrell. but he didn't care for her. so she got around Howard and married him for spite. She was clever one. Sfe fixed it so he couldn't get out of it. and first thing Howard knew he was en- gagged to her instead of you"
 How did you knowT
 Ut came direct from Lucy herself returned Mrs. Turner with dignity
 Doxie opened the stove door and looked at the fire. The red glow shone on her sweet face and discovered her blue eyes wet with tears.
 Something else ! never told you, Doxie," resumed Mrs. Turner, knitting busily. Before Howard married Lucy Moore he came here and told me all about it. He setd be knew it looked as if he was . coward and villain, and he asked me what do do. He said he didn't like anybody but you and he'd never be happy if he married any body else. I advised him to go and tell Lucy what he told me. He did tell her, and she said she'd rather marry him even if he didn't love her bit. and so he did Doxie Turner, Howard Bunderinan is a hero, What are you going to give me for supper?
 ~T'll cook you a poached egg. grand mother" said Doxie in a queer little tone as she kissed the gray hair be- meath the old lady's cap.
 "rd ike it kind of early" went on Ithe indHlgent old voice. I'm rather expecting bean tonight He came last evening and talked to me through this window when you was across the | f.s.. l. rra-