Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1915-03-10

Tor his kind. My Dan was that way.
could bullyrag that poor devil night
and day till see the CLINT begin to
come IN his eye Why, darlin', what's
the matter? Sammy, you big simple
ton. why don't you get Miss Junie q
glass Of water! And be quick, win
your
Jabbering out ali her pentup excite
ment, not a word OF which June had
heard, she helped the colorless, half
iainting girl up to her own rooms and
mothered around her with a solicitude
which was fully as lively as her tongue
and far more sincere.
June might as well have been alone
for all that she was conscious Of the
O'Keefe ministrations. They had been
here, here in these very rooms, Ned,
her father and motheri How she long
ed for them! How she wished they
had found her! And a great food of
love surged up in her. She must see
them! She must go to them at once!
She must give up this foolish flight for
romantic ideal and be just girl, and
return to her own people, and be pet
ted and forgiven, and be clasped in
Ned's strong arms, never to leave them
again! She rose with a wild impulse
to hurry straight after them, but her
knees bent under her. She had not
known how much this sudden emotion
had taken away her strength. The
Widow O'Keefe pressed her tenderly
back in her chair, and Sammy held a
glass to her lips and spilled trickle
of water on her chin. She smiled at
them both, for she was very fond of
them; then the widow drove Sammy
from the room and put June on the bed,
and took off her little shoes, and drew
the blinds, and left her alone to cry it
out. And the Widow O'Keefe rasped
her own eyes with lumpy knuckles as
she closed the door.
June sat suddenly bolt upright and
dried her eyes and hunted for her
shoes. How bare everything looked in
the room! Why, everything was gone!
And where was Marie?
Marie had just turned the corner of
O61cer Dowds post when there came
swiftly toward her a family limousine
which she remembered with q Jump in
her breast
Suddenly there was a loud yelp of
joy from a handsome collie sitting be-
side the driver, and Bouncer, who new
er left his seat when in the city, was
halfway to the curb in one spring
With a shrek Marie headed for the
nearest alley, Bouncer barking happily
at her heels.
Five voices yelled for Jerry to stop,
but 1t was unnecessary. That good
chauffeur had used both brakes, and
the Moores, the Bletherings and Ned
Warner all tried to crowd out Of the
door. While the agitated Bobby block
ed the doorway Ned rushed after Ma
rie, but he suddenly found himself
breastbone to breastbone with Officer
Dowd.
Excuse me-" said Officer Dowd, still
breasting him. WAS it you or me
that's in the roadT'
IL want to speak to that young wo-
man" And Ned tried to pass around
Officer Dowd as that young woman
accompanied by the leaping Bouncer,
turned swiftly into a narrow alley.
The last fash OF her was a red and
white striped stocking.
Officer Dowd was at this moment one
of the most awkward men on the
force. He had tried to shove around
Ned, and now they met again, breast
bone to breastbone.
"Get out of my wayr' yelled Ned.
"Who you orderin'" retorted officer
Dowd
"She was servant of mine" said
Moore.
did she steal anything?' demanded
Dowd.
"No."
"Then it's none of my business"
And Officer Dowd looked toward the
alley with twinkle dawning in his
eye Marie knew every turn and twist
within ten blocks of the Corners. go
on and speak to the lady"
They went down to the alley mouth
and looked In. There was a wilder
ness of crooked byways and no Marie
visible.
Where to, sir?" asked Jerry.
'The Widow O'Keefe's" declared
Ned.