The Monte Vista journal., 1912-05-18

oo A"u Little Don playeA
about the two rooms wistfully M e,ss
for the final sheet to slip from tbo 1e'
chine SO that he might claim r4s M
share Of his pretty mothers comns m.u'
ionship. paa'
The rest of the time thess
spent together, but rarely did o,.' ""
tunity or means permi. them n op0'
farther north than the nart =, ~
Agatha had a terror of the rainv ass w.
that might come upon them and brir,
sickness or worse in its train 40
SO she had stored away tiny snm m
each week in the bank.
This particular evening was IN.
night before Easter Sunday and
Agatha had been telling Don s,oris,
of our Lords suffering and Of nj,
resurrection from death; the story d
the sorrowful princess had followed
afterward.
Let US go tomorrow and look n,
a beautiful garden, mother" Don
pleaded as she tucked him in bed
Yes, sonny, we will" promised
Agatha. and she sat up late that night
to get clothes ready for them to weu
the next day. Little smiles ripplS
around her lips as she made plans ta
a rare days outing.
1t was a beautiful day, mild and
sunshiny, with clear blue sky owe,
head.
Happy Don and his young motha
set forth shortly after breakfast They
rode on the Third avenue elevated ur
til they reached the end of the rouh
and then they boarded a trolley ca
and rode a while and then they got os
and wandered through a beautiful
budding country side. Don skipped
along, blissfully full of spirits. Agath,
1elt almost as young as he did as sh
followed him carrying mysteriou
package of lunch. Agatha might hau
been happy II she had not had &
many poignant memories to bata,
with.
"Mother-let us follow this ltd,
green lane and see II 1t will not LEAD
US to magic garden!" suggested Don
dancing along winding path that cu
across a field.
very we'll, dear-who know
what we shall fnd?" she called baei
gayly.
Her loving eyes were fixed on th
dancing feet ahead and SO she did ns
notice whittier the path was leadn
until all at once 1t became merged Il /
a wilderness of eager little panE
faces upturned to hers.
"Oh. mother, mother" Don's vclu
became a squeal Of joyousness. "Tht
Is the magic garden-I know It d!
See all the pretty Towering shruSi-
look at all the pansies and mountis
daisies-and everything"
Agatha looked amazed and some
what disconnected to find herself
the midst Of a beautiful private o.
den. Narrow walks hedged vIu
green led away from the wide
panse Of pansy beds toward an
posing house half-hidden among n
distant trees.
Don. dear. I'm afraid we're ~
passing" she was saying when u
child paused at the entrance to ru
and looked back at her with compss
happiness upon his chubby face
Mother. dear! 1t is the garden
magic flowers and here comes
prince! And ! guess-it's the KING
with him!" he ended rather tmdV
two mon stepped from the path !
looked from the handsome lad 10
beautiful. sad-eyed little widow
black garments.
The elder man was tall and s"e
.. Of carriage and had stern, sorrow.
dark eyes that flashed wonoenS
when they fell upon the inru'|
His hair was white as snow ano
wore a mustache that added ="
dignified appearance.
The young man-the one whom
had called the "prince" was aso
and he was handsome, too IN
Scotch way, with honest blue ~
that looked stern at first and 'neH
came a. tender as a womans'
Agatha looked surprised, then Wv
and scornful. and would have 'u
away had not the two men ''y
hastily forward each with ou's"'
ed hands
"Daughter!" cried the elder m'n
"Agatha!" pleaded Sandy Me'D
Don, watching with curious
saw his mothers face soften a.
when she looked at him. u.
tears come into her proud daN
and wash out the pain ana W
from them. He snw the KING aD n
prince and his mother all
hands and kissing and he fei'
hugged and kissed and tosseu :