The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-06-03
BY ANNE PAGE.
fconvrieht. 1915, by the Mcclure Newspa'
'NOf' Nor Syndicate)


On N town to live, she to her daugh'
ter's house. For the pair had a mar.
ried daughter-their only child-ano
an infant grandson.
Nobody seemed to have an IDEA OIL
what the trouble was; everyone IN
the community wanted to KNOW
for Mr.. and Mrs. Seton had peen
popular in the little social circle LOT
years.
The beautiful home of the Sections
was for rent, and summer VACATION
lists we're looking at it every day with
a prospect of renting it.
Mrs. Seton spent every moment OF
her grandson's waking hours with
him. She took him out into the
parks; she sewed for him and rompeo
and played with him as If she had been
20 years younger.
Mother and daughter had never dis
cussed the separation since the nrst
| day that Mrs. Seton came there; ana
then the explanation had been DrleI.
Leila knew nothing. But she was
loyal, loving daughter, and she knew
that whatever had been the trouble
/ her mother could have done no great
wrong.
You are utterly spelling Peter ana
me-" Leila said to her mother one
day when she had returned from an
afternoon spent under the trees with
Peter.
II must spoil someone, dear"
the mother answered. "A woman
can't spoil and pet human being for
30 years and then find herself
empty handed of anything to indulge
You're young, and may not under
stand how long 30 years is, daughter.
Perhaps, not, mother" said Leila
"And don't think I'm seriously object
ing to the spelling. love it. It's won
derful to have you with us-even Ned
says So and that's a concession from
a son-in.law, isn't it?"
II suppose So" Mrs. Seton said, alb
sently. Her mind was far away, back
to the days when her own little daugh-
ter was in arms as was Peter now.
Leila had sensed her mothers
loneliness for some weeks, though
this was the first time she had ever
given utterance to word that would
lead anyone to think that she missed
her partner.
That night Leila and Ned talked
until far into the night. They were
planning q ruse by which they could
get their baby's grandparents to
gether.
For, once together again, I'm sure
they could not bear to separate
Leila had said. Mother may have
little too much Bruce stubbornness
in her, but father-like all his fam
ily-is downright obstinate. I hon
estly think they quarreled over some
trivial matter, and having nothing
else to think about and very little t.
do, the quarrel became serious ant
neither one would give in"
1T can't be anything else, dear. I
will come out all right feel It," com
forted Ned.
Leila was in touch with her father
and on the following day she spok'
with him on the telephone. Hello
daddy" she said. Mothers out to
night and we-Ned and Though
perhaps you'd like to come and se
Us and Peter"
She waited for q few minutes 70
the answer, but when it came 1t wa
satisfactory, for she promptly tele
phoned to her husband that sh
would join him for dinner, and tina
they would spend the evening at tn
theater or on a roof garden.
John Seton rang the door bell q
:. his daughters apartment with
feebler touch than had ever been hi
before. He did not admit it to hin
. self, but he was declining in strengt
: very fast
He left his hat and old walkin
!. stick and gloves in the hall an
he stopped to listen to the baby
cooling and laughing before he pushe
7 inside the portieres and stepped int
/. the coy living room.
Mary" he gasped, looking at hi
: wife, who was as surprised as ain
self.
John Henry Seton! You!" sh
. said, holding the baby close.
"Mary-Mary," began the elderl
y man, brokenly, II didn't know no,
much l wanted to see you till l lai
my eyes on you this minute. Thi
= Is some Of Leila's doings," he adde,
1T must be-" Mrs. Seton sal,
blinking away the tears Of Joy tbs
would spring to her eyes at sight {
her husband.
J. There was silence for full minut
q while John Seton stepped closer an
% closer to his grandson and his wifi
o They both looked into the roun
i laughing face Of the infant and the
u into each others eyes. 1T was m
n fault" they said in unison.
- She looked at her husband with Il
u old-time smile.
u And you remember when we sal
q when we celebrated our silver we
10 ding, that our love had been II
I. blown for SO long that we could r
'e member nothing else but that pc
fectly developed understanding
"a asked John softly.
D. oh, DON'T do know 1t. XII
r, Peter and"
Her words were never made artic
late. for Peter began to demand 9
tention and the fond and DOTH
Of grandparents tried all their wiles
/? quiet him. At last he screamed hiI
self to sleep. and the reunited pa
found as much to say to each 9TH