The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-01-12

Catching up the paper. she hurried to the desk and laid down Lord O'More's card
 'Has my uncle started yetY' she asked. sweetly.
 The surprised clerk stepped back on a belIboy. and covertly kicked him for being in the way.
 His IordShip is in his room.'' he said. with a low how.
 The clerk showed the bellboy toward the angel.
 ''Show her Iadyship to the elevator and Lord O'Mores suit" he said. lowing double.
 At the bellboy's tap the door swung open and the Iiveried servant thrust a card tray before the angel. The opening of the door created a current that swayed a curtain aside. and in an adjoining room. lounging In a great chair. with a paper in his hand. sat the man who was. beyond question. of Freckles' blood and race.
 With perfect control tbe angel tray. whipped past his servant and stood before his Iordship.
 "Good morning." she said with penSG pOlIle1eSS.
 Lord O'More glanced her over with amused curiosity until her color be- gan to deepen and her blood to run hotly.
 wen. my dear." he said at last, 'how can 1 serve youY' Q Instantly the angel bristled. She had been so shielded in the midst of almost entire freedom. owing to the circumstances of her life. that the words and the look appealed to her as almost insulting. She lifted her head with a proud gesture.
 ''l am not your 'dear.'" she said. with slow dist1ncfness. '"rhere asnt a thing in The world you can do for me. 1 came here to see If could do something's very great something- for you; but if 1 don't like you l won't do It!''
 There was a siIken rustic and a beautiful woman with cheeks of cherry bloom. hair of jet and eyes of pure Irish blue. moved to Lord O'More's side and. catching his arm. shook him impatientIy.
 Ference! Have you lost your senses?'' she cried. "Didn't you un- derstand what the child saidf Look st her face. See what she hasP' ''I beg your pardon" he said. "The fact is. ! am leaving Chicago soreIy disappointed. It makes me bitter and reckless. 1 thought it was some mora Of those queer. useless people that have thrust themselves on me con- stantIy. and was careless. Forgive me and tell me why you came"
 ''l will if l ike you." said the an- gel stoutIy. "and if 1 don't 1 won'tT'
 "But 1 began all wrong. and now 1 don't know now to make you like me-" said his Iordship. with sincere penitence in his tone.
 The angel looked into the beautiful voman's face.
 Are you his wffeT' she asked
 ''Yes." said the woman. ''I, am his wife"
 Well" said the angel judiciaIly. 'the Bird Woman says no one in the whole world knows all mans big nesses and all his IittIenesses as his wife does. What you think of him ought to do for me. Do you like him?"
 Better than any one in the whole world" said Lady O'More promptly.
 The angel unused a second. and then her legal tinge came to the fore again.
 "Yes. but have you any one yon cOnId like better if he wasn't all rtght7'' she persisted.
 "l have three of his sons. two little daughters. father. mother and several brothers and sisters came the quick reply.
 And you like him best7' persisted the angeI with tinaIiry.
 ''l love him SO much that ' would give up every one of them with dry eyes. if by 90 doing could save him." sand Lord O'More's wife.
 "Ohr' erred the angel. "Oh. my"
 She lifted her clear eyes to Lord O'More's and shook her head
 ''She never. never could do 1hatr' she said. Hut it's a mighty big thing to your credit that she thinks she could guess I'n tell you why came"
 She laid down the paper and touched the portrait.
 When yon were just a boy. did people call you F'rpckies%' Ehe asked.
 Dozens of good fellows all over Ire land and the continent are doing 1t to- day." answered Lord aO'MOre.
 The dngprs face lighted with her most bea utiful smile.
 "I was sure ot it." she said winning ly. That's what we cali him. and be is so like you. donbt if any one of those three boys, of yours are more so. But it's been twenty years. Seems to me you've been a long time coming"
 Lord O'MOre caught the angeI's wrists and his wife slipped her arms about her.
 ''Steady. my girl-' said the mans voice hoarseIy. Don't make me think you've brought word of the hoy at this last hour unless you know surely"
 "It's all right saId the angel. We have him. and there's nO chance Of a mistake. If hadn't Gnue to,that home for his little cIOthes ana heard of you and been nuntlng you ana mad met you on the street. or anywhere. | should have stopped yOn and asked yon who you were just because you are 50 elf 1srkN