The Kansas City sun. (Kansas City, Mo.) 1908-1924, 1915-06-26

Get a conveyance Of some kind"
ordered Abel, still supporting her.
she must have shelter n she is
welcome to my poor home, If it's good
enough for her"
So, Highlands had a guest. Mrs.
Day tended the stricken singer as
would a mother. Alton, home twice
a week, saw her and loved, but ST.
lently. The delight of old Mr.. Day
was to sit evenings and hear the pa
tient-singer. She had to cancel her
engagement for the season and re-
NAMED at Highlands for six weeks.
Her bright sympathetic ature won
the old man completely. One evening
when they two we're alone, he told
her of his vision. After that, more
than once she made him tell it once
again.
The day she left, Mrs. Day cried
over her as though an own daughter
were going away. Alton was there.
She looked once into his eyes. She
read their secret and lowered her
own. Then she flung her arms about
the old mans neck.
Dear, lear friend!" she said fer
vently, 81 shall never forget YOU.
And then, between kisses, she whis-
pered in his ear
The vision splendid-wait, hope!
it shall come truel" and was gone,
and with her sunshine seemed to de-
part from the lonely house.
One year went-two years. Alton
had secured work with a construction
firm, but liberal compensation and a
permanent establishment were a long
way ahead. He never forgot the beau
tiful songstress. Mrs. Day mourned
for her. The old man recalled her
bonny face with love and longing.
One stormy day a great cyclone
swept through the district. The Day
family CHANGED to be in town. When
they returned home they found the
old house a heap of ruins.
Then the old man and his wife
sought a temporary home with the
widowed sister of Mrs. Day. They
were made dearly welcome, though
the flour barrel was not always full.
1t was four months later when an
automobile halted outside the lowly
home where the old couple fretted
and pinned to get once more upon an
independent domestic footing. A fash
ing form leaped from the machine.
Father Day." she cried, dear, dear
mother of mine, the only one l can
remember, 1 am back to you! You
are to come-come-come! Oh! the
joy of this moment"
Annie Winthrop was so excited she
was incoherent. She had won wealth
and fame. She had arranged for a
new home for her dear old friends,
she said, back in their native village.
They must come and Gee it.
AS they neared old familiar scene
the eyes of Mr.. Day became misty.
Then, as they turned past a dense
grove, there was Highlands.
Look, oh, my cherished dear!"
cried the exultant Annie.
THE splendid vision!" gasped the
old man, spellbound.
Yes, there, upon the old site, was
the mansion he had dreamed Of
porches, hedges, swings. tennis court
all ready for the children! Money
had done wonders in the way Of
speedy construction.
1T is your home-yours!" spoke
Annie, land enough behind it to make
your last years the best years of you
life"
He could scarcely comprehend i
all. He could not realize the deeI
love and devotion of this peerless
friend, who had devoted her life tC
reward him for all he had done fol
her.
The days went by, the children
came, then Alton. Annie fingered. She
was waiting-waiting for the man she
had worshiped for over two years
to tell her hat she was to him the
one star in his armament of love!