Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1911-03-16

window which seemed to have emerged
from the land O. dreams for night
to torture him with longing, only to
slip back again before his fingers could
close on the vision and prove 1t real.
And then. as capriciously as it had
appeared before, the window and the
dear sight behind 1t came back to
him. It was revealed even as the
theater curtain rolls up on an en-
chanted first play.
There was the window, bordered
with its tender greenery, the homely
room, CHEEKY and pleasant under the
glow of the shaded gaslight; the table
and the small boy seated at 1t eating
his supper; the girl in a low chair in
front of him, elbows on knees.
Presently the boy finished his meal
and began spirited tale. He meas
ured with his hands, made a motion
as If throwing with them, then jerked
on an invisible rod. The gestures
were eloquent; the youngster was tell.
ing about fishing.
When he had finished, the girl and
he washed the dishes. She made all
tidy with a charming little air Of
housewifery, and turned out the light.
Wiles sighed He spent the night at
the observatory, determined to locate
that kitchen window.
When the mists rolled away early
next morning and the sun began to
gild the plain to the east, Wiles looked
into his telescope again. He was over
joyed to find that he could pick out
the window easily. He studied 1t un-
til there could be no possibility Of mis-
take. There was wide, well-shaded
street In front Of the house to which 1t
belonged He followed the street until
a gap in the trees betokenad an inter-
section.
1t was an achievement to read the
name on the lamp post at that cor
ner, but he did 1t. spelling 1t out
slowly while his eyes blurred with the
strain: Locust. But the name of the
cross street was effectually hidden.
After breakfast at his boarding
house, Wiles plunged into series Of
abstruse calculations, In which the
height of Tower Hill, the magnifying
power of his telescope and the dis
lance to Oak Harbor above the sea
level all had part.
Just before dusk that day, Wiles,
"all dressed UP like broken arm"
as he admitted humorously to him
self, strolled down Locust street at
the spot where his calculations indi
Gated his search should begin. Within
half an hour he came to girl hang
Ing over an old-fashioned front gate,
and he stopped with amazement and
pleasure.
why, 'Coralie Fleet" he cried; Il
haven't seen you for years"
The girl, who had dark hair and
gray eyes. In which the Joy Of living
was alight. shook hands warmly
Nor l you," she smiled land
wouldn't have seen you now, only
I'm waiting for my little brother. He's
late for supper, as usual. That boy is
crazy about fishing. Won't you come
up on the porch and sit DOWN."
81 will" said Iicove: W'ics, with sol
emn Joy. "a
That was four years ago. Now, at
bedtime every night Hoover Wiles. Ir.,
\ chunky boy with his mother'a Sr"y
eyes and his fathers sturdy shU al
ders, waves "By-by" from lighted
kitchen window toward Tower Hill.
Mrs. Wiles throws a kiss, for she
knows her husband is seated al lis
telescope, waiting for their messages.
But the pretty little custom will
soon De discontinued. Wiles has ad-
vanced; he has just been appointed
chief of the forces at Tower Hin, and
is going to move his family to the
residence adjoining the observatory.