Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-03-05
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thought we two agreed four years ago to
put all that behind US" he said. Wasn't
it for that that l gave you new name,
took you away from all you had known
before? That's why you are no longer
Margaret Flint, but Lucene Blount.
Her Love Attachment.
ooh. I'm so grateful to you" breathed
the girl.
There! No more Of thatY' he COM
manded. '"reI me now, has our little
gir. left her heart in Paris or has she
brought II back intact"
Neither she replied softly and met
his eyes with perfect frankness. 81 left
it here when / went away. You know
that"
still faithful TO the old memory" he
asked with strange CLEAN in his eyes.
Does IT surprise your" There was
grave reproach in her gaze.
"Oh, no! Mo-" he quickly protested
and then with smile: I'm going to
surprise you
Are you?"
Eyes. You shall see him soon" he said.
"Oh!" gasped the girl, taking a quick
step toward him and clasppg her hands.
"Mr. Andrew, You mean"
Yes, yes" He smiled upon her with
THO al vi d NdllpH Ht IdI WHO OWES
his life to you and doesn't even know
your name"
when?"
You shall soon see"
"Oh, it can't be true! It's too Won
derful!" she exclaimed.
Yes, yes he agreed, after all. there
is magic in this dull, old world and it
pleases me to be the magician. Why
not?"
rs he quite well?" she asked
quite There was a peculiar grim
hardness in the tone with which he inn
parted this Information.
When they took him away in an am
bulance | was sure he was going to die.
she said softly, and her eyes grew big
and misty at the recollection
And SO he wouldn't for you" smiled
Mr. Andrew
The girl flashed him an eager. happy
look. Il did do the right thing, didn't
~ she asked.
Yes. the only thing that could have
saved him. But tell me-" he went on,
how did you ever learn to make
tournquet?'
When She Learned.
"Why, I'd seen pictures of it in those
First Aid things in railroad trains; and
when he was thrown from the automo-
bile and lay bleeding at my feet don't
know why, but just happened to rem7m
Der it and tore my petticoat into strips
and took a stick and twisted it around his
ann and held it just as tight as l could.
And for a few brief moments you
locked into each others eyes" supple
mented Mr. Andrew, with a smile.
Yes" Her eyes dropped,
And then the ambulance came and
whisled him away out of your life"
Yes very softly.
But you never forgot, though neither
Of you ever knew the others name"
| The girl looked up at him and held
out her hands.
"Oh, Mr.. Andrew" she replied. who
| is he? Who is he?'
Hmm he unused. taking her hands
rather absently. Small chance that you
! two should ever meet again. The little
waif Of the streets and the man of the
world yet so it is to be"
I'll Gems like fairyland," she wills
pered.
1T is for that purpose" he went on
gravey, ignoring her last exclamation, Il
have taken this house, and for that pur-
pose | have created a family, in place
of the one you lost when you were a child.
father. a mother, brother-in short,
a past that will stand all the scrutiny it
is ever likely to receive"
These details were Of little Importance
to the child just then.
Does he remember me-" she asked
with trepidation
He has often tried to find you" was
the grave reply. But ! have kept you
hidden until you were ready to blossom
like the tnJaH'
But why-why," protested the girl re-
proachfully. didn't you let him find me
when you knew that She blushed
and broke off abruptly.
In order first to educate and train
you" he explained gently. And sec
ondly, TO blot out a past that. innocent
though you were, would forever have
kept you apart"
"And-and-you know" she asked. with
hesitancy.
II have seen him"
"Oh!-Don't you admire him, too?" she
exclaimed
He looked over her head in silence for
a few moments before he replied very
slowly, as If picking his words
He once unknowingly did me great
service and desire to return It in kind
You mean without letting him know >"
breathed the girl excitedly.
"Hm-yes-yes. That's what these
clothes mean. SO remember. for the
present. he reminded her gravely, II
am only Andrew Watkins. your brothers
valet and confidential man"
For the first time the girl looked
troubled.
But, don't you see. Mr.. Andrew" she
said tlmidly, you are asking me to de-
ceive him."
Mr. Andrew slipped an arm about her
waist and drew her toward him
my dear child" he said with infinite
tenderness, II am only doing my best
10 give you a fair chance to be happy"
But ] don't believe | could deceive
him when when r she stamniered
almost tearfully "Oh. Mr. Andrew
ran.t' can'It Can't