The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1916-05-12
others ne would so TO some farlners
convention or rural exhibition.

others he would go TO some farlners
convention or rural exhibition.
Had anybody asked the secret Of his
isolation and aloofness he would prob
ably have enlightened them. He was
simply newly fledged lawyer who
had worn himself down with constant
study. His physician had advised
country air and as much interest ana
employment in what was going on
around him as he could encompass
without overtaxing himself.
In keeping with this latter sugges-
ton was his purchase Of the aban-
doned odds and ends of the freight
wreck. 1t gave him occupation. and
further he was shrewd and business
like. Morrison proceeded to turn the
circumstances to money profit.
Before nightfall his queer new pos
session had been carried out OF the
cut and removed to vacant store In
the town and q rummage sale contem-
plated. He had hired bright lad
named Tommy Sands to assist him
In disposing of the stuff Early the
next morning Tommy had a message
to convey from the owner OF the va
cant store to Mr.. Morrison and start
ed for the lonely home up in the hills.
II was as he was passing the scene
Of the wreck. that way back among the
bushes Tommy made the discovery Of
neglected or abandoned package
from the wreckage. It looked like
wheel encased In stout heavy paper
covering. which he proceeded to re-
move. The wheel turned out to be
reel Of paper tape of some kind, only
that it was thick and here and there
showed slight protuberances, Tommy
tore open short slit.
why, there's some kind of seed
pasted in between the two strips of
thin paper" he commented. II won
der why?"
If Tommy had taken the trouble to
read on the covering of the package.
he would have found the label: Seed
Tape" That might not have enlight-
ened him, however, for Tommy was
not up to the latest agricultural
wrinkles. He tucked the wheel un-
der hts arm. Gaining the top of the
embankment and starting from just
behind the Robson home, he began to
unroll the tape, boylike. He liked TO
see it wave and trail, and finally set.
tie down into sort Of a gutter that
had once been footpath. Then he
reached the cabin of Mr.. Morrison
and forgot to tell about the seed tape.
It was two months before Gladys
set eyes on her brave rescuer, who
had remained all that time in her In
nermost thoughts. The shock at the
railroad cut had Frustrated her, a
fever came on. Eight weeks to the
day Gladys was able to take her first
walk outside.
All earth seemed smiling, and then
as she wandered over the field 1t
seemed as though nature had prepared
a royal surprise for her. Her enrap-
tured gaze fell upon a narrow but
continuous streak of lovely blue.
"Forget-me-nots-oh by what magic
have they come here?" she cried.
The seed tape had given forth its
best to that ready soil. She did not
pause to gather the nodding beauties
Fascinated, Gladys followed the cerul-
can path to halt almost at the door Of
the lonely cabin where Hector Nor
rison lived.
He came forth as though the floral
path had been his message to her. She
shrank back timorously. Then graft
tude and it's expression caused her
self-consciousness to diminish.
Hector Morrison accompanied Gladys
back the floral path to her home. What
friends they had become on that brief
stroll!
And after she had gone into the
house out of his sight, but not out of
his thoughts, he reverently lifted a
spray Of the blue beauties to his lips.
Forget me not, indeed" he MUIR
INJURED softly.