Bisbee daily review., 1914-10-16

coprriFhL 1915. by u, The name of Nelson had it's value iu the world, a value made by ter rife effort, by kindness. by compas. sion, by struggle and by intellect The woman he loved had taken that name. The people among whom he had work cd had accepted it as representing all that was fine and high and noble
 The supreme court of South Carolina in chambers gave to James Monteom- cry the right to have legal use of the name of John Nelson. This document from the court was placed in the ar- chives of the state without publicity. While the last of these details. clear ing away the past and making straight the future for Nelson. were being at tended to by lawyers. John Nelson him self. his Wife and her parents were walking impadently up and down the station platform of the Southern rail- way in Grecnville
 Mir Bryau's finest horses and traps, his negro ooachmen in the freshest of linen suits and brown straw bea- vers, were there also. Guests-nnd very important guests, evidently-were ex- pected.
 The crowd that always gathered Co greet the express train from the north fdgeted with impatence. Perhaps a party of famous millionaires or re- nowned statesmen was coming to Greenville. The Bryan family had never turned out so conspicuously at the station in all its history.
 The faint shriek of the locomotive in the distance brought the idlers nearer the tracks to peer northward and get glimpse of the oncoming train.
 Molly Nelson clapped her hands with delight Mir. Bryan's face was wreath ed with smiles. The coachmen licked the ears of their fine teams and start ed them to capering jauntily and gayly. If the president of the United States and his cabinet had been coming to GreenviHe on that train no finer well come could have been given them. The train thundered up. and white capped porters jumped from the steps of the coaches.
 Among the passengers were two old people, one a bent. white haired man with long arms and a face that would have been grotesque in its ugliness but for a smile of patience and gentle ness that played about his Clean shayen lips; the other was a slender woman well beyond middle age. dressed in black. with dolman and hat that had been long years out of fashion.
 To this homely and humble pair the Bryans and the Nelsons rushed with cries of joyful greetings
 The Bryan servants fought to win the honor of carrying their two pieces of luggage. The coachmen made their horses dance afresh.
 The crowd exclaimed in one long drawn "Ah" as the pretty Mrs. Nel- son deliberately kissed the bent old visitor and then put her arm about the waist of the woman who had come with him.
 A strange word of greeting for the ears of the rich and the fashionable came from the lips of the old man to John Nelson.
 "Kidw
 "Bilw was the reply.
 The stately Mrs Bryan was making as much of tue Mustered. little, old wo- man whom the crowd heard called by the name of Jennie as MT. Bryan and Mir. Nelson were making of the homely man called Bill
 The train pulled out on its way tc 1.rrnd1nH futfr the fine carriages.
 Mir and Mrs. Hawkins were taken tC their new home-their first real home It might have been called a cottage ir the south. but to the woman from Cor Tears Hook 1t was a mansion such as she had never dreamed of entering even as a servant
 Fresh and spick and span in new paint, its garden a tangle of gloriou, blossoms. its piazzas wide and cool anC its grounds stretching a good ten acres about it. Bill and his wife thought il the home of the Bryans.
 They entered the house. It was fine ly. but modestly, furnished Silvel glistened on the sideboard, end vases and jars of cut glass were nlled WILL freshly cut flowers. Everywhere wal touch of femininity and coziness showing the hand of Molly Nelson.
 There were comfortable desks anC easy chairs. lamps that hung low and spread soft lights for old eyes and many rugs There WIS even fat sleepy tabby dozing on a cushion ir one of the window seats.
 Molly took Mrs. Hawkins to her bed room. a front room with a veranda She threw wide the deep windows, ana the east side woman gazed out into th' Ioveliness of the garden.
 'Tts grandw she gasped- Mrs. Nel son. it's grand. maam. Central parl never had anything on this"
 Nelson had brought behind them hi old friend and belper the man wh' was of the type that society had giyei