The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-12-27

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.
A church ended its 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 shawl.
A Paisley shawl! And having a
white center and "curlicues," and q
! fringe! Wallace Briefly sprang into
| action as if shot from a gun, but the
phaeton had started up. Before he
could overtake it the rig had turned
a 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 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
l had dashed away forthwith.
Mrs. Mary Esmond, widow, and he1
daughter, Leila, pretty as picture
were quite astonished half an houl
later to be overtaken, just as the!
y were putting up the old family horse
by the breathless, perspiring Wallace
| Briefly. He apologized for his urgen
, cy-"one story and half house.
y painted yellow"-"Paisley shawl
did they remember fevered, hur
u gered tramp who had fallen at thei
u doorstep such and such a length {
y" time back?
why, yes. the poor fellow" replie
u Mrs. Esmond. He made me think
=. my dead son. l put out his old owe
" coat for our unfortunate guest. tn
I next morning he was gone"
And often since l have hoped
kept him warm, and that he four
| home and friends" spoke Leila E
mond, and Wallace Briefly, reveren
ing her for her gentle pity for
loved brother, thought her face wo
Il the divine glory of some angel.
7 HE was my only brother" spo
RI Wallace. He left Ais old coat behil
NJ him here"
VI 1T Is in the attic now" explain
IN Leila. There were some papers IN
II They bore no address, SO l plac
ii them carefully away, thinking tt
maybe some day they might
claimed"
Il claim them now," said Wallace
a tone of deep gratitude and satisf
ton. They mean to my poor, n
Fl guided brother and myself NJ
grand start in life, after many
mistakes"
Il They restored the papers and mi
him stay to dinner. He would ne
forget that peaceful, enjoyable an
noon. He babe them farewell wit
Ieh- full heart.
Three weeks later Wallace Brit
called Unexpectedly at the Esm
loe! horne. He had learned of mortg
o.s on the place, of the worthiness OF
nai, owner of the Paisley shawl.
pou brought to her present IN ready c
ha. that would free her home from d
'usl And then he found 1t hard to
10 away. Leila was the loadstone
.oi lured him to delay, and then to
uiu. fession OF love.
way 1t was quiet ceremony, their
'A ding, and as the happy pair sta
olu off on their honeymoon Wallace
n.y. erly insisted that his bride wear
Paisley shawl.