The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-08-08

And dear Old Mich,' she went on
softly. Done come up-riverI Done
goin' 10 occupy the land, That's
what he'd say. Done goin 10 find the
land OF joy" She turned to Wiley
suddenly And before | go I'm going
4 20 climb the hills once more. And I'm
going out to see EN- all, il Papa Lind
strom will let me on the place. just
want somebody whose eyes get bright
er when come among EN-. And Tn
Gle Mich's VIII. MIR. Curran,'
II know they will, Aurelie. And
Knute's and Peters and the baby's'
And surely all OF us The land or
JOY? Youll bring it to them ont
there, Aurelie. You've sent them so
much stuff and money-they'd have
halfstarved last winter. when Albert,
the peddler was sick. If you hadn
done that John knew you were send
ing the money, too. but he pretended
he did not Why. We all like you,
Aureie"
I'm glad" she answered, and stood
In the doorway looking over the town
with torgiying and proud simplicity.
They do like her" drawled the
tired blonde woman from her chair
I've been in stock five years, and be-
fore that seven over the Beckmeyer IL
Grady circuit spot-lighting "A song, and
I've seen EN- all When tie to a kid,
she's got TO have IT, Spnt-week yau-
devllle and cheap stock don't leave
you no Illusions. But Aurelie-l'm
going TO take this kid to New York
and get her in right if | have TO sell
my shoes.
Are you going there TO act?' in
quired Mr. Curran innocently.
who? Me-" The spotlight artist
sat up and turned her heavy, good
humored face TO him. oh, Gawd--me
on Broadway. Say you're one OF
these jay humorists, amt you? Cnt
out the funny stuff
Now, Ada"-burst forth Aureie--
you mustn't talk so. You're the best
and kndest woman | ever knew,
She turned defantly to the others:
"Oh. the days and nights she coached
me, and rehearsed me--and dressed
me-and told me how 10 behave al
hotel tables--and everything Mon
Deu, Each night say a little prayer
for Ada Norman She finished SOFT
~ and was staring out the window
ing at me in the old days | guess
was funny. And | felt so bitter when
/ went away But sitting here in Mr..
Curran's old shop, somehow. all tina:
Is dead The birds singing up the
cliff and the smell of the corn and
clio, er-its all so peaceful. guess
was wrong-everybody would have
been my friend il I'd have let them.
A a -. L.
almost think people would be glad 20
see mel could just love the Old
ilace.
Miss Vance glanced out to where
her brother was bringing the buggy
across the street. Harlan. in the
doorway. was listening But only Mr..
Curran looked at her If Aureie had
breathed a prayer for forgiveness he
could not have stood in more mute
reverence. And suddenly Janet turn
ed 10 see his eyes. Then she crossed
TO Aurelie and. lifting the girls face,
kissed her cheek She could not tell
what compassion, what unutterable re.
nunciation, moved her Only she knew
that to Curran, Aurelie would ever be
the princess whom he had released
from the witches spell. This was the
secret OF his kindling fires. his new
and eXultant life. For Janet there
would be the steadfast work, the long
road She would still the faint dream
of a mans love The other sort OF
woman, the primal appeal, would win
Well, she did not need this love, then.
She left Aurelie in a shy surprise,
and Wiley in wonder at this demon
stration Janet was not given to it,
He watched her and Arne drive away.
and Harlan cross to the courthouse.
They were guessing at his madness,
II seemed.
Aurelie decided that she and Miss
Norman would put up at the Parsons
House. She wanted TO be seen by
Miss Amelia and to order, with her
new air OF the world, the best room
and To comment critically on the Sc
date Parsons House dinner The Par
sons family had kept the Parsons
House and once had entertained Ste
rhen A. Douglas. Miss Amelia kept
the tradition as we'll as the hostelry
so that she had the eminent respect,
If not the patronage, of the best peo-
pie
Harlan, from his office window,
looking absently across the Square,
saw Miss Norman come out of the
News door and go down the street to-
ward the Parsons House presently.
Then she paused at the corner of the
courthouse park TO glance up at the
splendor OF the August naples The
birds were singing, and the sunlight
flickered through. She crossed the
lawn to seat and sat down. Harlan
could see her looking ah0ut dra wing
In the air perfumed with the bloom of