The Caucasian. (Shreveport, La.) 1900-192?, 1912-03-07

patience she awaited her divinity up.
on the following day.
Where Is the picture? was Emilia's
abrupt greeting.
The singer was deeply touched.
'svhy. little one, do you really care so
much for me?"
The flower girl raised her eyes in
mute reply. "Will you piece write
your name on the back Of the picture?
The little true name Claire would
have, and beneath it the line Of that
song which says, 'Jes' Longing For
You"
The beautiful lady bent over the cot
until her hair brushed the girls face.
"Oh. you queer little thing, you dear
little thing" she said tenderly. When
the photograph. with the desired SEN
tence written In peculiar dashina
scrawl. was in Emilia's hand che smil'
ed in blissful content.
"If l could l would also give to you
a parting gift" she said gratefully.
Nine. Claire stopped to leave her
card with the hospital superintendent.
kindly see that little Emilia does not
leave too soon," she said.
When Emilia asked the nurse later
when she might go home that cheer
full person shook her head noncommit-
tally.
Tomorrow. maybe" Emilia ventur'
ed, "I might take little walk"
Decidedly not tomorrow" was the
discouraging answer. Therefore when
Emilia rose shakingly from bed the
next day she cautiously closed the
door Of the private room whittier she
had been unquestioningly removed
and donned her garments In nervous
haste; then. creeping stealthily down
the stairs, she passed unseen into the
gardens and fed. The downtown
streets rolled dizzily before her eyes.
and she rested often, vainly trying to
steady her strangely confused senses.
She must also go out Of her way in
order to avoid Tiida, who would de-
tain her with useless questions, and
there was now no time to lose. Az
Emilia plodded along she repeated
name, saying 1t over desperately lest
this buzzing thing In her head should
cause her to forget, and the name that
she whispered was. "Sir John Burrows
the Palace hotel" She said 1t mechan.
icaily to the man at the desk. sinking
down unasked into an Office chair
After one hurried look at the forlorn
little figure the man spoke sharply:
"What can you want OF Sir John
BurrowsT' he asked.
Emilia passed her hand across her
eyes ITO give him this" she said.
The man glanced contemptuously at
the dainty packet held out to him-a
fold Of tissue fastened with silken
string. Then Emilia smiled family,
spea King as from distance. "Pleece,"
she entreated. When she opened her
eyes again the man was bending over
her concernedly, while gentleman
standing near exclaimed Good in
tone of relief. 1t was this gentleman
who claimed Emilia's prompt atten-
tion, for he held In his hand photo
graph of her beautiful lady, and be-
ueath the picture was an angular writ
ten sentence. "Jes' q Longing For YOU
Emilia whispered; then, with tense
anxiety, she studied the face Of the
man. "It is a message" she said dar-
ingly-"a message from her"
81 thank you" the man replied. IF
you can tell me where Mime. Claire
may be found I will answer the mes
sage In person" There was a sup
pressed eagerness In his tone. which
the flower girl noted with quick. hap
py laugh.
"You will go to the White Marble
apartments" she directed joyously,
''and when you see Nine. Claire tell