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again that good black script in which
he had long ago penned her love

again that good black script in which
he had long ago penned her love
notes.
"You see," Elvira said, "he speaks
of coming back here to live. He
wants to give his girl eastern school,
ing. Her mothers dead, and I should
MT wonder if he felt pretty lonesome"
Malvina had turned white. II
didn't know that he had ever mar
ried," she said.
"Oh, yes,' replied Elvira comfort
ably. HE married right after he left
here. You didn't expect him to stay
single on your account forever, did
you?"
Malvina'e stay heightened into ten
days Elvira would not let her go.
vira had said she would, and made
friends with them. She wondered
why she had never liked children be-
fore, Then, too, the memory Of AL
bert Dyer came teasingly. What fools
they had been to quarrel because their
fathers had!
Malvina returned home on warm.
bright June afternoon. A cab took
her from the station to her own door.
AS she got out before the house she
saw that change had come to it dur
ing her absence. The east side was in
habited. There were curtains at the
windows and a screen door had been
hung. She felt sense of apprehen-
sion. She never had such close neigh
hors as these. She wondered what
kind Of people they were, and If there
We're children. Good heavens! There
was a child right now in her flower
bed! And a cat!
Malvina sped forward. Here,
I. &C 80
ing to my flowers?"
The girl looked up. She was per-
haps 8 years old. Her brown hair was
tied with fresh blue ribbon, and she
had a wide, merry smile. I'm weed
i'm" she piped. She snatched up the
yellow kitten and rose. I've watered
'em, too, every night and mornin'
since I've been here"
Melvina began to smile. II guess
you're a pretty nice little girl. Do
you live in the other half?"
The blue ribbon bow danced as the
child nodded. We've lived here a
whole week. This is my kitten. l
call him Goldy. Don't you want to
poor him?" She smoothed his shin
ing back.
"Oh!" said Malvina, laughing. "You
| better come in my house with me
while I take off my things. I've got
! Maybe you'd like cake. And I'll tell
you about the children where I've
been visiting"
The child followed her. Malvina
threw off her things and selected a
cake of sugar and gave 1t to the child,
who received it without enthusiasm.
What is it?" she asked.
why, it's maple sugar." explained
Malvina, astonished.
haf t hi
said. She nibbled the edge. At the
first taste her eyes sparkled. Why,
it's bettern' candy!' she cried
Where did you come from that you
don't know the taste of maple sugar %
incurred Malvina. wonderingly.
II came from Wyoming. You know
| where that is? Dad and 1 came to-
gether with trunk. And we're go
ing to stay, dad says"
Your names Dyer?" Malvina
gasped.
The blue bow bobbed.. I'm Alice
| Malvina Dyer. I was named after my
mother and somebody dad knew years
and years ago"
! You were named after me. My
name is Malvina," Malvina said. Her
heart throbhed strangely. She went
and put an arm around her. Look
at me, Alice. Do you like to be nam
ed after me?"
The child studied, her impartia1ly.
Then she leaned close and touched her
sugar-sweet mouth to Malvina's cheek.
II think you're just grand" she said.
There was a sound at the open door
and both started and turned to looked.
A big, brown man stood there gazing
at them.
| "Dad!' Alice cried. She rushed to-
ward him, waving her sugar cake.
But he looked past her to. the wom-
an who was waiting. "Malvina!' he
said. -