The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1916-03-17

berth trying to visualize Bab's face
and find comfort from It. She liad been
such q tender little woman, after all
her own personal trouble The only
kind thing Kenneth had ever done for
her was to die. That had been four
years ago, and he and Lester had
looked after her interests since then.
They had been partners before thsl
war, and he was her brother.
The war had been a relief. At first
they had gone over to serve in the Bel
gian commission. Lester had pulled
himself together and got his grip back
driving an ambulance there, and he
himself had slipped into the Foreign
Legion.
When the train pulled into the ez-
press station at seventy-second street
no almost stumbled frcm the car
Gee, but everything looked good after
those months In Belgium He crossed
the street and went toward her home in
the big apartment building on Central
Park West. His fingers were. BIT un%
steady as he found the bell and pressed
it. The door clicked and he went up
stairs. And on his way a man passed
him going down.
Gregory noticed him vaguely. He
was short and stOcly and looked pros
porous Even to a casual observer he
appeared happy. And as he started
past him the man stopped short, took
another look at him and called: Hello.
there, Greg"
It was Stephens, his lawyer, good
old Steve who had stood back Of him
over and over again, about the only
friend he had had LETT after the busl-,
ness had gone to the merry puppy
dogs. Yet all he could do was grip his
hand and ask II Bah were still alive.
"still alive? What do you mean, old
man? OF course, she's alive, but you're
one minute too late. She's done IT,"
Done what? Married again?
lord, no. Go upstairs and find out
God bless you both Wonderful wom-
an, Greg. See you later"
Gregory climbed the last flight and
she opened the door herself. Not a.
word did she speak, only held out her
arms to him, and somehow he found
that It was HIS head which lay on her
shoulder and he was holding her TO
him in dumb Joy
Il met Stephens. He said was too
late. he said finally when they were
I'm her library.
you are. signed the papers my
self Listen and don't scold me. LeS~
ter wrote when you got back to Eng,
land and kept me posted, but he said
he thought you'd go back to France IL
your arm was well enough, and !
think you've done quite enough for
them already. l need a little of you
you know. So 1 sent the wireless to
head you off, and, anyway, We needed
you terribly. You see, found out,
after you had been captured all about
Testers trouble and why my balance
vas safe and yours had gone with
him. II had been splendid OF you TO
back him in all his queer ideas any
way. so / went out one day to Jersey
and looked over the old factory just
as you had left 1t. You know / studied
SAelulstIy Win A-cbtcI bclOlC NoH
married and 1t all interested me so;
So ! Just took out part of my money
and started in a small way l told
Mr.. stephens what | wanted to do,
and he helped me, but said it Was
your money. Well, won out, and
began making copper cylinders just a.
you had intended. So, I'll Just paid
on the mortgage myself. Mr.. stephens
has the check think I'm even with
you now. It's all over there ready for
you to 90 back to"
Gregory WAS holding her in his good
arm, close to him, his face pressed =
her hair,
oh, you women, you women who
are the restorers!" he said.
Copyright, 1915, by the Mcclure Newspa-
per Syndicate)