The Holt County sentinel., 1915-03-26
N 4 ORIzzlIHe RAIN
Nv HOPE AINsleE.
opy right, 1916. by tile Mcclure Ncwspa-
per SyndicntrJ

SOIL UflZLiinE ram WIS uarlnG Tue
roses IN Constance ATWOOD : cheeks
to come ont and get wet Md the
roses were fast appearing as she
walked brlskly thiOugh the damp
cindcr path w Central park.
II was saturday afternoon and Con.
stance had promised herself that she
would finish knitting the last of her
six pairs nf socks for the soldier boys
before the "Wednesday boat should
have sailed. Her small brother and
sister. being prevented by the rain
from PLAYING out Ut duuts. would lie.
stance II she we're ~ home. There.
fore she Il. cidcd 10 seek the shelter "
u summer house IN he park. where
on u day lii" this ahp vas sure to
BE- alone
4 beautiful girl sitting alone In a
summer house IN n cold. drilling
day knitting socks u not an every.
day picture. Indeed It vas such an
unusual sight To- Donald Grey when
he came upon II that he almost
stopped In his course to stare.
Constance looked M casually rs he
passed and her calm. level gaze me,
his: then she dropped her eyes. con.
tinucd her knitting and the man
strod" on through tho winding path.
l'ui the mans roaco ~ mind had
been disturbed Only hls deep rooted
scn.n 1T chiyalry kept him from re-.
tracing his steps for on" more look
~ tho lovely rir'. lie ro1liI"d that
h" had only q slender chanc" IN n
'hnnsnrd 81 seeing her again. ard
vet NJ that uomcnt ~" could think nr
no other person whom h" ~ desired
to So" again and often
Suidrily his mu,Irps wore abrupt.
" interrupted b, III" approach NJ
hiv lrl-h park policeman leading a
small cliid reluctantly by the hand
The officer had To s'oop IN Keep
hold of the TINY tot
Gotta lost RIA" he snld lauehInr.
IS ~ prrald
puurld looked NJ the pretty little
Girl Pin" dIy for . youEs.t"r In"
that Ia De- ulun" IN III" park ism, II ."
Fine for ~" icumuny' Says her
mas knitiln' aud she run OF Nolun.
tccr"d the policeman further
Donald Gro' palod little Knit.
ting. IT'D You say? ll"r-hrr moth.
crH'
sure Why not hlnt they all
n.doin' n dnv an niph, for Tommy
Atkins and ~" lolkc - HIM" asked
III" officer
y saw u Young woman hack IN the
summer hous"--a'kniiting." said Don.
aid
Where" asked the policeman.
nlcrily.
TN show you-ii's quicker" and
Donald led III" way back Ia the sum.
mcr house.
The little one troticd beside the
his policeman ana Donald humminr
rntly Sh" seemed not To care who
her protectors were. ~ long ms she
was having u It'll" excitement. Don
aid could sc" that much IN the tot
eyes
When she saw IN" iuu approaching
tOns,anc" stopped kniiilng aud
stared, lIui Donald could see NJ u
glance that she had not lost any.
hody's baby. She looked from one In
the other NJ the three drew close.
"Askin yer pardon. lady. hut dih
yr Lose this kld'" asked the police.
man.
Constance laughed. she shook hcr
head, No. indeed. | didn't. II the
poor baby los, >"
Ssh" sure Is-says her mas a'knlt.
tin and she run away"
Mas dom that" said tho child
rayly. pointing to Constance aud her
knitting.
lis she. dear" asked Constance
and Donald realized that she had tho
voice. too, of his ideal And where
did You leave your mamma"
The child made n vague gesture.
Over home with lots o. ladies all
knittin and"
The policeman took the child again
by the hand. Come on. Kid. you'll
catch cold out here. III find her ma
all right. Much Obliged" And tho big
policeman and the little one walked
on IN the drlzaling rain.
Donald Grey raised his hat. I'm
sorry"
"Oh, Il was quite natural. I'm sure.
Don't apologize, I only hope they
find the baby's mother soon. It's not
u day for little ones TO be out"
The girls tone dismissed him and
DonaId strodo IN This time he felt