South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1915-08-18
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dictation. Perhaps you might like 10
see the letter"
Mrs. Everington read this. but az
poor little Joan had not filled In the
word "Mordaunt." merely leaving a
blur In its place. It threw no fresh
light whatsoever upon the matter.
Il was Just debating the words
George Mordaunt.' the name OF my
niece's hance." resumed Mrs. Fresh
water. But what is IL, Mrs. Ever
lngtonT she cried in alarm, seeing
that her visitor had all in moment
lost every vestige Of color. Are you
III. too?"
Ny daughter was engaged to
George Mordaunt." replied Joan's
mother. her eyes filling with tears
as she knelt down by the side or her
still unconscious child.
Poor girlH' exclaimed Mrs. 'esh<
water, In a Mortified tone, adding en-
phatically: What bruites some men
can bel"
After short time Dr. Farrant sue.
eeeded in partially reviving Joan
Miss Everington had evidently re-
ceived severe shock" was his yer.
dict. as he rose TO go. but with few
days perfect rest she will soon re.
cover Will call to see her to-mors
row at her own home Until then, "a
VIII be advisable to keep her as quiet
as possible"
Joan now opened her eyes. and.
c--tcnlng sight OF her mother, begged.
IN piteous tones, to be taken home
Ms. Freshwater Immediately offered
the use Of her car. which was CRATE.
fully accepted
During the drive home Joan went
unrestrainedly, her head upon her
mothers shoulder. The latt-r at
n q M e.
her, hoping that tears would relieve
the overweight brain and nerves
Mrs Everington's thoughts of
George Mordaunt were naturally ex-
tremely bitter, and as she sadly con-
templated her heartDroken daughter.
the poor mother wondered IL the old.
sunny nature would ever reassert it
self In one so sensitive after having
received this terrible blow.
She tenderly helped Joan to bed. and
In doing SO was wildly reminded OF
the old happy days when this daily
task had been one Of her greatest
pleasures. She found herself devoutIy
wishing that the time could be re-
called when her girl had been the liz
tie child depending upon her mother
alone for her comfort and happiness
The next morning. to please her
mother and the doctor, Joan made q
big effort TO rouse herself and con-
Quer her weakness. DR.. FarrEnk LEFT.
satisfied with her progress. and the
expression Of acute anxiety on her
mothers face lessened somewhat
Kind messages OF inquiry. accom-
panied by flowers and grapes, from
Mrs B'reshwater even brought a faint
smile TO Joan's wan little face. She
became a tri1e less apathetic, and
begged her mother not to over-fatiguO
herself In nursing her.
Mother dear" she asked presently.
In firm but subdued voice, has q
letter come for me2"
Poor Mrs Everington's heart stood
almost still with fear at this question
letter from George Mordaunt had
arrived the previous evening, but she
dreaded the possible effect OF its con-
tents upon Joan more than she could
express.
Joan. darling"- she began I'M
ploringly.
Please give It to me at once.
mother. dear" said she gently, but
very decidedly. Il must read IT."
With trembling fingers. Joan opened
the envelope after allowing her eyes
TO rest for just one instant upon the
address in that well-known. and yes
beloved handwriting. Mrs. Ever
ington, from motives OF delicacy. had
moved away to the other side OF the
room
There was a dead silence 2or q
few moments before the anxious
mother ventured 10 turn her head TO
look at her daughter. What a sight
then met her gaze. Instead OF the
half-fainting girl she had expected
to find, a radiant, smiling face was
turned towards her, and q pair Of
eager arms were outstretched to en-
brace her.
''Mother-mother." cried Joan JOY
fully, read thisT
And because Mrs. Everington, In
her surprise. did not move quickly
enough TO satisfy the impatient girl.
Joan, in her old. lively way. jumped
out Of bed. and, running across tho
room, nearly suffocated her with
caresses.
Gently releasing herself. Mrs. Ever
ington read this letter:
Darling could not write to lou
yesterday. owing to the happy out
come OF meeting quite by accident.
my cousin and namesaks, Georges
Mordaunt
Il don't suppose, dearest. you have
ever heard me mention him Eis
family and mine have not been ol
speaking terms since we were infants.
and il is only due 10 the fact that we
STAYED in the same boarding house az
scarborough three years ago that We
recognized oh other yesterday when
we met IN the street.
And now, my beloved. for the great
news My cousin George. who re-
Gently Inherited a large fortune from
an uncle on the maternal side, has
been taken into partnership by his
employers, Messrs Forsyth s. McDon-
aid. the meat packers, and they hs6
deputed him 10 and somebody TO MI
his late position. Directly he caught
sight OF me, he slapped me on the
back and exclaimed, Thou art the
mani
Wondering what on earth he could
mean, I went home with him at his
pressing invitation. and I am now
hxed up.
Two thousand. Ave hundred dollars
- year. Think OF IT. This means
that my wife Will accompany me &c
Chicago Just as quickly as she can ge,
her things together. Good old George
is also TO be married shortly 10 Miss
Ethel Mcconnell
I shall be with you IN a few days
time. and have already sent In a
weeks tice 20 my present employ
ers. That moving picture romance Ia
not in the same street as oursl
Now. darling. reply Immediately 10
Your own
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