The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1916-05-19

dozen white shirts she had stitched
for some unknown missionary In Asia.
She was expected to help pack the bar.
rel.
Before her were the alluring posters
Hitty glanced once up and down the
street and then disappeared through
the swinging doors. She did not know
that Mrs. Deacon Peddie, passing on
the other side OF the street, had glimps.
ed her backsliding sister and was even
now detailing the circumstances to q
shocked group of listeners about the
missionary barrel.
Hitty found her accustomed seat
and being rather short In stature she
sat down on the bundle Of shirts and
so did not miss a thing all evening.
The sweet romance Of "All For Love-
was slowly reeled Off to the sentimen.
tai rapture of the very young and few
lonely souls like our own Miss Kitty,
She sat through it all, her round, sweet
little face uplifted to the screen. with a
look of usefulness that a newcomer
saw as he sat down nearby.
If any one had been interested II
might have been noticed that the
bronzed newcomer divided his interest
between the pictures and Kitty Nor
toms face. After awhile the seat be.
side Hitty became vacant and in the
darkened theater the stranger glided
across the aisle and occupied It. Kitty
never even turned her eyes from the
screen; she was accustomed to this
change Of neighbors.
On the screen appeared the first of
the travel pictures, which were Hitty's
delight.
A great steamer was sailing from
San Francisco for Japan. She felt her.
self one Of that group of travellers
hurrying up the gangplank Of the great
liner.
The scene shifted to the first port Of
call, Honolulu. Dark eyed maidens
with garlands Of flowers about their
necks and other garlands for sale,
queer vehicles, swift view of vol.
cano, then aboard the steamer. A
glimpse Of the social life on board,
then the approach to the fairy islands
Of Japan.
Breathlessly Kitty watched the shift.
ing scenes, fascinated by the orr.
entail sights. She almost thought her.
self there with Dick, as she had
dreamed. While she watched she turn.
ed n little worn ring on her engage.
ment finger. Any woman in Edgewood
would have told you that it was Hitty
Morton's engagement ring.
The man beside her glimpsed the
ring, and his face grew pale.
At last the steamer approached the
yellow shore line of China. Then she
dropped anchor off Wusung. in the
mouth of the Yangtze river, and
transferred her passengers to the small
tugs which were to convey them up the
shallow tidal river called Whangpo to
the city Of Shanghai.
When the picture Of the public wharf
at Shanghai was thrown upon the
screen Hitty leaned forward. She
wanted to scream.
There In the crowd Of eager faces
watching the arriving passengers was
a familiar one-the face of Dick
Hedges, grown older, perhaps. but
Dick Hedges, nevertheless. smooth
shaven. with captains uniform on
his broad shoulders and a gold laced
cap on his handsome head
1t was Dick-Dick Hedges. her Dick
in faraway Shanghai!
The much maligned moving picture
screen had shown her that he was
alive!
''Dick! Dick! Oh. Dickr' she whis.
pered sObbingly.
A strong. warm hand covered hers,
and the man beside her looked down
out Of Dick Hedges eyes. He wore a
captains uniform, and In his other
hand was a gold laced cap.
"Dickw Hitty thought she screamed
the word, but it did not leave her lips.
Easy, lass; easy. lass" he whispered
gently, and then while the screen dis.
played further pictures Of these far
countries Hitty saw no more. Was not
life unreeling for her a greater ro.
nance than could be depicted on a
screen? Had not the sea given up its
dead?
Dick whispered the meager details Of
his story. He had been lost at sea and
then rescued. and when he had re.
turned to civilization some one from
Edgewood had maliciously told him
that Kitty Morton had forgotten him
and was married to another man.
Only little while ago had Dick
heard that Kitty was still unmarried,
and so he had returned to Edgewood
to ascertain If she still cared for him.
He had dropped into the theater and
glimpsed her face. He sat beside her
and saw that she wore his ring alone
upon her third finger. He had seen her
face when his own picture-taken I'M
known to himself-had leaped out of
the crowd upon the wharf in Shanghai.
He had heard her murmured words,
her unconscious cry of JOY at seeing
him.
"Then knew that you still loved me
and that l was not too late" he whis-
pered as they followed the crowd out
side. my ship sails from San Fran
cisco on the 21st, Kitty, 30 we must be
married at once so that we can start on