The weekly Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1911-1922, 1911-05-11
WHAT THE GREEN
BOX CONTAINED
The Explanation That Came
Out With Its Contents.
BY INA WRIGHT HANSON.
This Is the letter that | wrote:

Dear MIS- HyneS-After you mad lett my
brothers Office l went to the corner table.
over which hangs a mirror. to get my hat
Near the hat found a nickel. which was
not there when 1 laid my hat down.
Therefore i conclude IL is your property
and am incJosing its equivalent in stamps.
Yours most faithfully.
WILLIAM BEATTY.
This is the letter that she wrote:
Dear Mr.. Beatty-The nickel. as you sur
missed. belonged to me. and | thank you
for your thoughtfulness. But as it's loss
was the result of my own carelessness l
feel that no more than cents is my due.
and i return herewith one stamp. Again
thanking you. l am yours sincerely.
l. NJ HYNES.
I had several times from my studio
observed Mrs. Hynes enter my broth
er's law office The rather sad brown
eyes. shining rolls of dark hair and
unusual grace of carriage attracted
me- So. on the morning of the letters.
/ happened TO be in the Office when
she came was presented and al
lowed TO remain
Back in my studio again. I was in
possession of these facts concerning
her: Left penniless by an invalid hus-
band. Mrs Hynes was about to seek
some employment when her only rela-
tive. an uncle. died. There seemed to
be no will. so she had come here from
q distant town TO reside in her uncle's
handsome home and enjoy his ample
-l1 he III
will. which gave everything to one
Harry Armstrong. whose father had
been a friend of the deceased. She
had laid the matter before my brother.
bidding him search for Armstrong
My brother censured her for her ex-
aggerated sense of honor. but to me
there was something splendid about it.
Then followed the answer TO my let
ter, which showed that under her
serious demeanor there ran a vein of
fun
Soon came a happy evening. when
was invited to call upon her with my
brother. who had something to report
concerning the unknown heir
We found Mrs. Hynes looking rather
frail in delicate green gown-frail.
but charming I had been wondering
what her name was. and | did not like
to ask Jim.
"Her name is Lillian" I thought
WAS ever name so fitting?"
Then as she and my brother dis
cussed their business affairs took In
ha U4 In ha
library, furnished In green. with dar-
ing dashes of crimson The mantel
pleased me especially. 1t held but two
articles-a vase of autumn leaves and
a small green box. The latter seemed
familiar TO me somehow AS we were
bidding her good night after a very
pleasant evening I observed the box
more closely 1t bore a paddock about
as big as the width Of my knife blade
You would like 10 see the con-
tents?" queried Mrs. Hynes. Some
time. perhaps. But If you would see
them Alright your eyes must be anoint-
ed with the salve of fancy"
There were other evenings after that
when | visited Mrs Hynes alone. and
each time | went away determined
that at the next visit | would disclose
to her the state OF my feelings. Each
time I was deferred by circumstances.
As with breath my heritage had
been blown away. and at sonnet hing
more than thirty was beginning life
anew. I was prospecting. but should
no Harry Armstrong turn up Mrs
Hynes was a rich woman On the
other hand. if Armstrong did appear
and took her wealth away from her
her proud nature would refuse my ad-
vances. thinking that rendered them
through sympathy: consequently was
not entirely happy
One evening as waited in her libra
~. turning the matter over again in
my mind and gazing at the green box,
l suddenly discovered Of what 1t re-
minded me. and at the same time
knew whom Mrs. Hynes herself was
like.
1--WE found out about the green box
I observed when she was seated near
me.
Into her face flashed a startled ex-
preston. You opened itw she ex-
claimed
1 looked at her reproachfully. do
you think l am without honorT
asked. Besides. had no key"
There was a strange note In her soft
laughter.
when I was a boy" I began. 81
went to school at Glenbrook. where
my parents lived. not many miles from
here. We moved away from the place
when was fourteen and my chosen
playmate, Ludema Sears, was twelve
Your eyes are exactly as I remember
hers to have been. except yours look
the experiences of a none too happy
maturity. She had the palest yellow
hair ever saw. One day she brought
to school little green box This one
looks like 1t. though II we had the
ether one to compare with this there
would possibly be quite a difference
Well. she opened her box when the
teachers back was turned. and ! saw
inside two small but very red apples
OF course l supposed one was for me,
but at recess she gave II to Willie
Henderson feel quite angry and
reckless now when l think Of tt"
The 6relight was bringing a most
becoming flush to Mrs. Hynes' rathe
pale cheeks.
.And what happened thenT she asl
ed softly.
ssyU3llfa Henderson got licked, an