Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1913-08-28
The LUCKY Old RING.
BY JOSEPH s. SMITH.

BY JOSEPH &. SMITH. .5'
ithaca. N. y, Jan. ~, 100 --.3 5
Dear Old Dad: We have always
been such awfully good friends about
everything that thought would tell
you how it happened. 5s u #
OF course it's Jim's sister. You re-
member Jim. He was one OF the
boys In the old frat back at Yale.
You know we were both on the elev-
en- for old Ell, and 1t made It no end
Jolly that when I got 1t for coach
here he should get 1t for trainer, too.
4. At first liked Edith because she
was Jim's sister. I took her to things
and tried to give her q good time.
Pretty soon, I got to like her for her
own sake, and then finally It hap
pened-only after l had made a thou
sand fools Of myself.
You see, since Jim and I were such
chums. got to know Edith pretty
we'll, and we became great friends. .
If it hadn't been for the ring, It
might never have happened. It was
= heavy Egyptian scarab, with an en-
graved setting. It was a particular
thing In the frat, and you know you
couldn't let girl wear it unless you
were engaged. "A scarab is supposed
to bring luck, and mine certainly did.
One night I had come back home
from taking Edith to a reception. I
glanced down at my hand and saw
that my ring was gone from my lit
tie finger. 1t upset me considerably.
Not that the ring was valuable, only a
fellow hates to lose anything like
that. I could not see any way that
could possibly have lost it. After
had hunted everywhere I gave it up.
| was out of town for week or so,
but the next time 1 saw Edith, you
can imagine what I felt when I saw
my ring on her finger. It knocked me
dat with surprise. At first couldn't
think of any way that she could have
gotten it, until at last it came to me,
that the night Of the reception she
had asked me to hold her muff for a
moment. My ring must have slipped
off in it then, and the next day she
probably found It,
It was the fact that she wore It
that gave me- courage to speak at
last. AS long as she was Jim's sister,
I knew that she must know what it
meant for girl to wear that ring,
and so I was in a fools heaven Of
! happiness.
| 1t was good weather for sleighing
and so took Edith out the first
! chance I got. Nothing seemed to
come right to bring up the subject
until she took her glove off, for some
reason or other. It happened to be
on the hand that had the ring on.
looked at it and said:
"You know what that ring means,
! don't you. Edith?'' a..,
She looked rather surprised.
"Of course" .-... ...-' g.,
- We were way out in the country
and I guess my happiness went to my
head and made me all kinds Of q
j presumptuous fool. She pulled her
hand away with jerk. Tho air had
brought the color to her face, but II
was not the air which made it deepen.
! She did not say = word. but JUS
, looked at me-. 49,
But the ring" I stammered.
What has the ring got to d
With"
why, you know what 1t means,
and thought you understood"
ho oto ~ n%,,l1 a.
Jack, what do you mean? don't
understand at all"
It was my turn to stare 1T her.
'Why, didn't you find my ring in
your muir" IL.
your ring In my muir! How
should it come there?" 4.
II lost my ring the night Of the 70.
/ ception, and when saw you with
that on, I thought you had found it.
Your wearing it gave me hope fol
something had never dared dream
Of. You must know that l."
Edith looked at me q moment and
then she laughed. -.
This. ring? It has always had Z
fascination for me. I have tried ia
persuade Jim to let me wear it and
he never would. So when I found II
on his dresser last night I appropriate
ed IT. ''et - l. j.. ~ 81
Then all Of = sudden it came ovel
me what q fool I'd, bean. might
have known 1t was inns, but I wal
10 ready in my conceit to think, II
was mine that I never stopped to con
slider anything else. "'T #t # ~ >'
1T don't suppose there's anything
can say. Il am sorry to have made 4
fool of myself and have spoiled every
thing" s~g5 >. II e. .srEa
There was = long silence after
had headed the horse around.
thought Of all tho things might say
ard didn't. .t 4 ".I&@>"' #4g@
It must have been the courage d
despair that made me ask: s.,@5
Cant we keep on being friends
only in another way?" s5#
4 And then It happened. I could hard