The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1916-09-06

save. anu DOCKS were his hobby Win
ter evenings the little room he called
his library was nest OF rare comfort.
In summer time he sat on the
screened porch, which he had fur.
nished with table, swinging lamp.
chairs and hammock. Screened in,
1t was fayorite precinct OF peace and
enjoyment.
And then. abruptly. delightfully."-. ro-
nance came into his life. 1t was like
chapter in some nld-ra shinned story
oooB. the circumstances unGer which
he met Eunice Graydon.
Who but visionary writer would
ever have imagined that the daughter
II the richest man In the village would
come to the modest humble home as
guest. remain there two whole hours
and take in the odd environment with
rare sense OF enjoyment plainly evil
denced in her bright winsome facei
"Halloai"
The call. echoing and somewhat
mandatory, took Hector to the front
door one cold snowy night in March.
He strained his vision to make out a
man well mufied up. holding the reins
that guided steaming team Of horses
Near to him was d graceful feminine
figure shivering with the cold.
Won't you come here for Il min
ute" called out the man to Hector.
and the latter hurried on overcoat and
cap. Il am Mr. Graydon. continued
the other in an aristocratic way My
daughter. Miss Graydon.' he intro.
duced informally. The sleigh tipped
over smashing runner and wreckins
II I've got TO get these horses home.
Won't you give my daughter shelter
with your womenfolk till / get home
and send another conveyance ,or
her?"
Surely, Mr.. Graydon. bowed Hec
tor courteously. and he assisted the
young lady through the snowdrifts
and into the house
There are no womenfolk. he re
marked. as Eunice Graydon ran to the
coy fireplace and held out her chilled
hands with little cry OF delight.
You surprise me" she flashed out
and he felt the warmth and sincerity
OF the compliment as her bright eyes
And then they chatted. There was
no restraint. In her innocent girlish
way she told how she had attended
two OF his lectures at the town nall
and Hector inquired after the health
Of her mother. a confirmed invalid IN
whom the whole village felt il mad q
right to be interested.
II was all too brief. that lovely visit
and when Miss Graydon left Hector. nc
insisted on providing her with a warn
wrap. From its place in the old ward
robe the shawl his aunt had so la
boriously knitted was brought forth
He thrilled as he placed 1t about her
shoulders. Then the carriage that
had come for her took her away. and
returning to the lonely room. for al
hour Hector stood gazing upon the
chair where she had sat as though III
some wonderful vision
What was his surprise the next day
when the shawl was returned. not By
a servant. but by Miss Graydon. ac
eompanied by friend
Il have made a strange discovery
Mr. Vale. said Eunice. and / felt
I must come and advise you-unless
you know already that some words
are knit into the fabric OF the shawl
That is. indeed. news to me-" muir
INJURED Hector wonderingly
And then they spread out the shawl
on dark background. and in quite
a system oil construction the words
were figured out the home lover
must search in the old dry cisteR.
Before the day was over Hector
Vale knew that he had come upon the
hidden hoard OF dead Aunt Julia
Within a week he and Eunice were
close friends. and then love began &c
play part in the romance.
You always were the lucky one"
remarked Willis CRANE, during visit
to his cousin. a year later
He had come to borrow money to
clear away some OF the debts OF his
extravagant wife. AS he spoke. how
ever. he looked significantly at the
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