Williams news., 1913-10-30
A Hole Tn
 the Wall

came shambling up the pebbled path leading to the veranda of Orrin Can non's country home. With half grow at the owner, the animal entered tine open door and vani-hed down the cor ridor.
 Cannon was a new resident of Dew berry, the little village that he had motored through the year before, and that had so inspired him by it's quiet and it's greenness. This old manse, with the well-kept lawn and neat paths and rare shrubbery, he'd appealed to him. and a chance remark to the ore general merchant Of tie community, were h@ had stopPed to buy gasoline, had elicited the information that the place was for sale. An impulsive word to his lawyer upon reaching Boston, and the estate was his.
 Cannon possessed fine greyhound. After the curious dog had entered the house there came out to the nature lover the sounds of strenuous battle.
 Keno objects to company" laughed Cannon, as he hurriedly entered the house.
 The aged shepherd dog was out classed. He was pretty well torn by the punishing jaws of the 1.-the Keno before Cannon could part them.
 Strange to say, the old dog showed DO disposition to leave, even after this reinstatement. Calling a servant, Can non turned over to him the bruised and mangled canine with instructions to mend him as well as possible before allowing him to go his way.
 That afternoon the Bostonian re- ceived his first visitor-a minister of a sect of worship strong in New Eng land.
 q am the pastor of the local flock, '' prefaced Rev. John Dobbs, 'and I came to ask if we are to include you in our congregation"
 Before Cannon could answer, there came to him again the war-like canine voices, and rushing into the hall he dragged the resentful greyhound from the persistent collie.t
 T perceive,'' came from Rev. John Dobbs, when the two were again in the parlor. q perceive, sir, that you are of kindly disposition. Miss Helen vii thank you for your treatment of her dog. He is old. He forgets that this place is no longer his home"
 "Ah, then he used to belong here? That accounts for his persistence!"
 Yes, he is owned by Miss Helen. When her uncle died, and by some mischance failed to leave a will mak. ing her his heiress, his scape-grace son came into the property, and it was promptly offered for sale. We are all positive that Judge Gray wished Helen to have, at his demise, all of his earthly possessions, but"
 The visit Of the minister was fol lowed within the hour by the arrival of a very pretty and evidently very much worried young woman.
 "You!" she cried when Orrin Cannon answered the ring at his door.
 Cannon's own dark eyes beamed recognition.
 "You!" he echoed Helen Darrow, of all people! I can't imagine you as a resident of this town"
 Nevertheless, I am," laughed the girl. .frhe miracle, to my mind, is that you are the Cannon who has bought my uncle's home" A wistful look came into her great blue-black eyes. T don't know of any one l would rather see here" she finished. It was a warm June day. Cannon had drawn porch chair forward for the girl.
 'You should have married me, Helen,' said the man. You know 1 loved you. and--som etimes-I half be, lieved you loved me-in spite of the fact that you sent me away
 Bark, g-r-o2wI, bark" came from the hall, and with an impatient ex- plaDation Cannon sprang to his feet and dashed into the hail.
 The dogs were fighting again. While the two previous battles were beyond doubt won by the greyhound, this melee was in favor of the collie, who had a throat hold on his enemy.
 Hither and yon threshed the con- batants, nor could Cannon get to them until after they had smashed into a heavy umbrella holder and. sent it crashing to the floor.
 Then strange thing happened. AS the huge affair struck the side of the tiled wall three feet of this swung silently inward on a concealed hinge to reveal a heavy safe.
 "Oh!"
 The girl, who had followed Cannon Into the hall, gasI Il at the revelation.
 'The hidden safe that uncle told me pf, and that I could never fnd!"
 The door of the safe was ajar. It contained but one article-an impor- ant looking paper.
 A wiEi" came bresthlessly from he girl, after she had read this, and it caves everything to mel'
 (Which" ruefully commented the youth, with sigh, "puts you farther lway from me than ever,"
 Tt unites us," corrected the girl, and wo arms, there in the dusk of the hall, Erept up and about his neck. T would be lonesome here a1OOe-dear-T want