Evening star., 1914-11-21

up the frame of the shattered glasses the
doorbell rang. "Hark your noiSe." said
Sophie harshIy. That's Angeline Dim
mick. and I wouldn't have her see you
crying for the world"
But it was not Angeline Dimick who
stood at the sitting room door when So
phie opened it. but a very gallant young
man, whose face was as sunny as the
June day.
| Good afternoon. Mrs. Peel" he said.
| Sophie, whose experience with agents of
various callings had rendered her Slight
| ly wary
Don't you?" said the young man, and
| the smile spread clear up to the roots of
: his blond hair and down into his silk
neglige collar. My name is Woolley,
You amt Stth Wooley's son. So
phie exclaimed.
Il am, to be sure. replied the young
man, and he laughed.
Land alive" said Sophie. holding
to talk with you. I used to know your
pa" she admitted.
rs that sou The young man laid his
straw hat on the table and sat down
comfortably.
Didn't you ever hear him speak OF
me?" inquired Sophie.
The young man studied the brussels
roses at his feet thoughtfully.. Sud
uenly ne nunS up MS head. i GER
tainly have heard him mention you.
he cried. He watched Sophie closely
| for an instant and seemed to take a
desperate plunge. He said you turn ed
| him down. Why. of course! Odd
should have forgotten it,"
looked very simple. She had not turn
ed Seth Woolley down. To be exact,
he had turned her down when he fell
in love with Ada Bart. whom he after
ward married. But if his son chose to
believe that she had been that much
of charmer in her youth, Sophie was
very willing to allow the pleasant flc-
tion. Yes. I used to go with your pa
some," she admitted with sigh. Them
| was pleasant days We lived in the
doings Of one kind or another-apple
parings, cuttings, singing school and
spelling bees Seems like the young
folks don't have near such good times
nowadays"
That's true said the young man.
earnestly. Times have changed. as
my father often says.
isis he well?"
We'll! He's the finest old boy of his
age you'll find anywhere. Fathers a
great sport. But ii doesn't seem pos
sible that you and he could have been
cotemporaries. Miss-Miss Peel. You
are an extremely young-looking
woman"
HOW QellRntIul LnaC was TO near.
Sophie looked more pleased than ever.
We'll, I feel young. But. land! to think
Seth's got a son as old as you be! May
ask what business you're engaged
in"
The young man hesitated and be-
came slightly embarrassed "Oh. I'm
In college. It's vacation now and Pm
just taking a little scoot round the
country for pleasure. looking up old
friends of my fathers, If they come
<~~rt
leave this locality without seeing you,
Miss-Bell."
Land, I'm real pleased to see you."
said Sophie, overlooking every dis
crepancy of the young mans CONVEX
sation in her delight at his attentions
She had not had SO pleasant caller
in n good long time.
'How's your eyesight, Miss-Wells?
Fathers been wearing glasses good
while now"
'Has he so?" returned Sophie. ITO
tell the truth. wear glasses when 1
do close work. But mine got broken
this morning. They were the best
glasses 1 ever had and dear knows
how I'm ever going to replace them
with as good. I'm dreadfully put out
about it."
We'll. now. that's too bad" said
young Mr.. Woolley. sympathetically.
do you know there's something of a
coincidence, in your breaking your
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you this morning. | found a pair of
glasses in the city yesterday. Let me
show them to you.
He drew a spectacle case from his
pocket, opened it and displayed pair
of cleaning gold-bowed glasses:
Beauties, aIn't they?" he said. Il
wonder if you can see in 'em. Try
'em on, Miss Bell"
Sophie tried on the glasses Why.
1 can see everything as plain as day"
| she exclaimed. why, I can see per-
fectly grand. bet whoever's lost these
| feels terrible bad"
'I dare say" replied Mr.. Wooley,
sadly. It was only stopping over one
| train on business for my father or
I'd have advertised 'em. AS it is, if
you want 'em you can have EN-. Miss
Peel. I'd give them to you outright
| if l could. but. you see-well, to tell
the truth, I'm in need of a little money
and-and ] don't like to ask father.
I'd love to give 'em to you, seeing
you're an old sweetheart Of my fathers,
and all that, but as IT is I'll let you