Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1912-02-21

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And ~ dke m beseT pseaDee1
ths aassa WITH enaiisy.
n bovO him % much that would
i've up every one g them WITT dsy
eyes. II ~ % doing could save him."
said Lord VAoss's wife
"Ohr cried to anGsA ''0A ~myT'
She lifted ~ clear eye0 70 Lord
O'Mors's and stsek ~ head
"She nsvoe. never csueo - fhatE'
she saia. "Bue NJ . miGaty w thin.
to your credit e1as she thIDks she
could ! gussD IN eeli you Why !
ea0A~
She laid down ~ papss and touched
the portrait.
.wheo yos wsss Just q boy. did
people eail 20 treckiear' she asked
"Dossns a send fellows Ill over lrs.
Aod asd tAs continent are doing Il TO-
day" answered Lord O'Moss.
Ths angels face lighted with her
most beautiful smile.
n was sure OF IT," she saSd winning
y. THAT'S what We Gait him. and ne
10 10 IKE you. doubt u any ous of
those three boys Of youra are more 40.
Bot rs been :Ssut5 5ears. Seems to
me you've been long time coming!'
Lord O'Mose caught the Angels
wrists and his wife slipped her arms
about her
STEADY. my Rirl!" said the mans
voice hoarseiy "Doo't make me think
you've brought word Of the hoy at this
last hnvpe s,nlono vO,s nnNsus 80, eOSv,
"Its all right. SAID the angel. I'VE
have him. and there's no chance Of a
mistake. II ! hadn't gone TO thst home
for his little clothes ana heard ut yon
and been hunting Jon ana nad met
you on the street. or anywhere.
shonld have stOppad yo0 and asked you
VINO you were Just because sou arr 40
like him: IT'S alt right can, tell
you where FreckIes Ia: but whether
you deserve to know THAT'S another
matterr'
Lord UMore DID not hear her He
dropped back IN nis chair ana. covering
his face. burst into those terrible sobs
that shake and rend strong man
Lady O'More lowered over him. weep.
Ing
''Umph! Looks pretty fair for Free
kies." muttered the angel. Lots OF
things can be explained Now perhaps
they can explain thta"
They did explain 80 fnlly that In a
few minutes the anger was on ner feet.
hurryine Lord and Lady OMore to
reach the hospital
sevosp amlH Ee~oklAns Al2 NreoA hn0rv
his mothers picture instantly" said
the angel u want that picture ana
the bundle Of little clothes"
Lady O'MOre gave them into her
hands r.,e-
The likeness was large miniature
painted on ivory. with q frame OF
beaten gold. and the face that looked
out of 1t was Of extreme beauty and
surprising sweetness. Surrounded by
masses Of dark hair was delicateiy
cut face. with big eyes. In the upper
part Of it there was no trace OF
Freckles. but the lips curving To Q
emile were his very own. The angel
gazed rs If she could never leave OF.
Then with quivering breath she laid
the portrait aside and reached both
arms for Lord O'More's neck.
''That will save Freckies' life and
insure his happiness" she said post
lively. THANK you. oh, thank you for
comingg' .
She kissed and Rugged him and then
the wife who had come with him. She
opened the bundle Of yellow and
brown linen and gave just glance
at the texture and work. Then she
gathered the little clothes and the pic.
turn to her heart and led the way to
the cab.
Usherine Lord and Lady o'More into
the reception room. she said to Nc
Lean. "Please 90 can up my father
and ask him 70 come on the arat
train"
She swung the door after him..
these are Freckles' people," she
said 70 the Bird Woman. "You can
ind out about each other. I'm going
to him"
And she was gone
The nurse left the room quietly %
the angsi entered. stiii carrying the
bundle and the picture When they
were alone the angel turned to
Freckles and saw hat the crisis was
indeed. at hand.
angel" ~ painted -Oh. ANGEL
Did you get them? Are they white7
Are the little stitches thers7 Oh. an.
geli Did mo mother love mer'
The words seemed to leap from his
burning lips. The angel dropped the
bundle on the bed and laid the pic
ture, face down. across bis knees. She
gently pushed bis head to the pillow
and caught his arms in q firm grasp.
"Yss. dear heart" she said With
fullest assurance. mo little clothes
were ever whittier. ! never IN all my
life saw such dainty. dne little
stitches. ana, 40 tor loving you. no
boys mother ever loved him morer
A great trembling seized Freckles
''sure? An you surs3' he urged.
with clicking teeth.
II know" said the anEs, aruly.
"And. Treckles. while you rest and
be glad l want to tell Jon a little
story. When you feel stronger We
will look at the clothes together.
They are here. They are all right.
But when WAS at the home setting
them heard Of some people that
were hunting lost boy. went to sec