The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1916-06-02
submitted Nellie.

In on the folks!" submitted Nellie
quite audaciously.
Dropping in on them!" iterated his
father. somewhat impatiently. Seems
to me he must be flush with money 70
take that long jaunt."
Maybe he is," suggested Nellie
She could have Rugged herself for the
Joy that was bubbling ove In her hap
ny heart.
Il must save the SURPRISE" she
whispered to herself. 1T will be so
delightful"
The days went or. Nellie received
more than one letter, and twice tele-
grams, concerning which she said
nothing to Mr.. and Mrs. Wells. She
was in a rare flutter when she went
over to the house one morning and,
for some unaccountable reason. re-
manned there chatting, an unusual oc-
currence, for Nellie was an energetic
worker.
Then, at the sound of carriage
wheels, she ran out to the front door.
"Oh. folksl hurry! hurry" her voice
rang out. Some n has arrived"
The someone" was Madge, and with
her Mr.. Waldron and the children. 1t
seemed to the worn, weary father and
mother as though paradise had been
restored to them. OF course it was "a
visit" Oh. yes, Madge needed .
change, and Mr.. Waldron's business
had allowed of his leaving II, and the
| children were so happy, and Joy
reigned supreme.
Observation-Disclosures Nellie must
stay to dinner. sure!" piped MI. Wells.
hopping about like a patriarch rsjuve-
mated. Five. and the two little ones
That means seven. Three leaves will
give US plenty Of room, Ell, wife?'"
Hold on, I'll help you," suggested
his son-in-law, Is Mr.. Wells started
for the attic.
The old man chartered like a mag
pie; he ambled up the stairs, down the
stairs, chuckling. laughing. infused
with new life.
There, that'll do" he cried. cheer
lily, as he carried the third Of the table
leaves into the dining room.
There's another. isn't there?" In
terrogated Mr.. Waldron with affected
indifference, as the leaves were fitted
into place.
Eyes, but we don't need It,"
But we may" submitted Mr.. Wal
dron. Look here, father, l want to
tell you a story"
Fire away, son!"
There's a fellow came up to Cana
da and told us how lonely and desert
ed you dear folks were. Well, Madge
cried and l felt homesick. We sold out
home and business. We're here to
stay"
Glory" shouted Mr.. Wells. "And
who was the fellow?"
Joel, your son."
"Joel!"
Exactly. He'd made a strike with
a mining partner. He's got enough to
pay o certain eight -hund{ed dollars
he was worrying about. He's got
enough left after that to go into busi-
ness with me, right here in town, and
marry Nellie, and settle down. right
here at home"
The old man was astare, trembling
all over.
Son." he gasped, "it's too good to
be true!"
ut isn't" asserted Robert Waldron.
"In fact, Joel sent me ahead from
town to prepare you for a steady
boarder. He's made good and has
come back He'll be here within an
hour"
Mother" cried the old man in a
delirious Joy. Tell her, son!"
And Mr.. Waldron repeated his
story.
ITO think of it," almost sobbed Ira
Wells. "All hands back in the old
home nest. Oh, I'm so overcome IL
don't know what to dol"
Father" suggested his wife, smil-
ing through her tears, suppose you
go upstairs and bring back the last
leaf!"