The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-12-23

tel till about noon and then strolled
along the pretty main street of the
peaceful town. mere for the sake of
exercise than with any investigatory
spirit just then.
church ended it's services and the
attendants were dispensing as he
neared it. Farmers from distance
were driving off in wagons and anti
quated Surveys. Two ladies had just
been helped into an old-fashioned
phaeton. The weather was quite crisp
and chilly. AS the elder of the two
ladies took her place she drew out
from under the seat cushion a shawl.
A Paisley shawl And having a
white center and "curlicues, and a
fringe, Wallace Briefly sprang into
action as if shot from gun, but the
phaeton had started up. Before he
could overtake it the rig had turned
corner and was lost to view, COM
mingled with other vehicles
That phaeton!" he painted, rushing
up to the man who had helped the
ladies into the vehicle-'the lady with
the Paisley shawl"
The man whose arm he had seized
in his fervor of urgent excitement
stared at his wild-eyed, breathless in
terlocutor in profound surprise.
Why, yes he spoke slowly, Mrs.
Esmond and her daughter.
'Do-do they live in a story and a
half house painted Yellow bolted
| out Wallace unanimously.
They do, one mile down the road.
| where you saw them turn, was the
rejoinder and then the informant
! found himself alone, staring marvel
| ingly after the erratic Wallace, who
had dashed away forthwith.
Mrs. Mary Esmond, widow, and her
were quite astonished half an hour
later to be overtaken, just as they
were putting up the old family horse,
by the GREATNESS, perspiring Wallace
Briefly. He apologized for his urgen
cy-"one story and a half house
painted yellow Paisley shawl
did they remember a feyered, hun
gered tramp who had fallen at their
doorstep such and such a length OF
time back?
Why yes, the poor fellow" replied
Mrs. Esmond. He made me think Of
my dead son. | put out his old over
coat for our unfortunate guest. The
next morning he was gone"
And often since | have hoped il
kept him warm, and that he fount
home and friends" spoke Leila rs
mond, and Wallace Briefly, reverence
ing her for her gentle pity for be
loved brother, thought her face wore
the divine glory of some angel.
He was my only brother" spok,
Wallace. He left Ais old coat behint
him here"
1T is in the attic now explained
Leila. There were some papers in it
They bore no address, so | placed
them carefully away. thinking tina
maybe some day they might b,
claimed"
Il claim them now" said Wallace il
tone Of deep gratitude and satisfaC
ton. They mean to my poor, mis-
guided brother and myself new
grand start in life. after many ba,
mistakes"
They restored the papers and mad
him stay to dinner. He would neve
forget that peaceful enjoyable after
noon He bade them farewell with
full heart
Three weeks later Wallace Brierl
called unexpectedly at the Esmon
horne. He had learned of mortgag
on the place, of the worthiness of tn
owner of the Paisley shawl. ii
: brought to her a present in ready cas-
that would free her home from deb
And then he found it hard to sc
! away Leila was the loadstone ths
lured him to delay, and then to a col
: fesson OF love.
: 1t was a quiet ceremony. their wet
ding, and as tho happy pair starte
off on their honeymoon Wallace Br
! erly insisted that his bride wear tn
Paisley shawl