The Southern herald., 1916-07-14

DOoA' tne circumstances under wb,ot
he met Eunice Graydon. -'-
Who but a visionary writer wo,,,d
syer nave imagined that the daugbtaT
OF the richest man in the village wo,,I5 a,I,
come to the modest humble home az
guest, remain there two whole hours
ana take in the odd environment with
a rare sense Of enjoyment plainly avn.
denced in her bright, winsome facet
"Halloa!" -@N0'
4ne CALL echoing and somewhat
mandatory, took Hector to the frcnt
aoor one cold snowy night in March
he strained his vision to make ont a
man Well muffied up, holding the reins
tnat guided steaming team of horses
Near to him was a graceful feminine
Hgure, shivering with the cold.
won't you come here for a min.
ute" called out the man to Hocto-
ana the latter hurried on overcoat and
cap 1 am Mr.. Graydon," continued
the other in an aristocratic way. INV
1ausnter, Miss Graydon," he intro.
uuced informally. The sleigh tipped
over, smashing a runner and wrecking
II. I've got to get these horses home
won't you give my daughter shelter
win your womenfolk till l get home
ana send another conveyance for
her?" ',--0o -o'
Surely, Mr. Graydon," bowed Hec.
tor courteously, and he assisted the
young lady through the snowdrif,s
and into the house.
Ihere are no womenfolk." he re.
marked, as Eunice Graydon ran to the
cozy fireplace and held out her chilled
hands with a little cry of delight.
You surprise me-" she flashed out
and he felt the warmth and sincerity
OF the compliment as her bright ewes
took in the neat furnishings
AND then they chatted. There was
no restraint. In her innocent girlisb
way she told how she had attended
two of his lectures at the town nail
ana Hector inquired after the health
OF her mother, confirmed invalid in
whom the whole village felt it had a
right to be interested.
IL was all too brief, that lovely visit
ana when Miss Graydon left Hector he
insisted on providing her with warm
wrap. From its place in the old ward. |
robe the shawl his aunt had so la.
oorlously knitted was brought forth
tie thrilled as he placed it about her
shoulders. Then the carriage that
mad come for her took her away. and
returning to the lonely room. for an
lour Hector stood gazing upon the
chair where she had sat as though in
some wonderful vision
What was his surprise the next dav
when the shawl was returned. not bv
servant, but by Miss Graydon, ac.
'ompanied by a friend.
l have made strange discovery
Mr. Vaile,' said Eunice, "and | felt
must come and advise you--unless
'ou know already that some words
re knit into the fabric of the shawl"
Ihat is, indeed, news to mel" mur.
1ured Hector wonderingly.
And then they spread out the shawl
n dark background, and in quite
system of construction the words
'ere figured out: "the home lover
lust search in the old dry cistern."
Before the day was over Hector
ale knew that he had come upon the
ldden hoard of dead Aunt Julia.
Within week he and Eunice were
lose friends, and then love began to
lay part in the romance.
You always were the lucky one!"
'marked Willis Craine, during visit
his cousin, a year later.
lie had come to borrow money to ,
ear away some of the debts of his i.
itraVagant wife. AS he spoke. how.
1er, he looked Significantly o+ +bo Z