The Parker post., 1916-11-25
ROBINS AND PEOPLE
BY LOUISE OLIVER.

/ Katharine Lang raised her blue ewes
! 10 the brown ones above. hGi inunir.
| ingly. Then She arose and smiled
/ pleasantly as the tall young man hand
! ed her his requisition slip.
! Most people smiled at H0mer Era
| den. Ills frank, courageous face and
! brown eyes, which looked so fearlessly
at the wcrld were always paid back
! in the coin they gavea smile for a
smile, Just now they looked with open
admiration at the pretty little girl with
the golden hair and blue eyes.
! Il am sorry. Mr.. Braden," glancine
! at the name on The slip, but you are
minute tOO late. The last Scientific
American has just been given out. Wiz
anything else do?"
the want ads in the papers Where
shall iind them, please?"
! They are all on file at the long table
to the right hope you will find what
you are looking tor" she added hest.
tatingly
! HI uCht hIy NC CCtule again. IRIS
! time the desired periodical was In. and
! he seated himself at table beside the
desk OF the pretty librarian, At the
! end OF half an hour, however he could
have told more about a pair of wonder,
| ful blue eyes and the wave of a Ger
tain girls bright hair than about the
! newest process Of producing tantalura.
lie returned the paper, hut she no.
ttced thai he again scanned the want
ads anXiCusiy before he left. After
/ that he came every day. always ask
] ing for some magazine Of science, ana
! then anXiously scanning the adyer-
! tfscmcnt pages OF the daily papers
/ Her interest in the man deepened
when the anxious look grew more in.
! tense. His face had grown thinner.
and his linen frayed. although always
! immaculate. Katharine found herself
worrying for him, watching his face
. ahKiOusly as he perused the columns
/ evidently In vain.
One day he did not appear al the
/ usual hour. and although Katharine
! watched the green baiZe doors expect
antly all afternoon. he did not come
When she went home she felt that the
! day had been incomplete and insult,
ferably duh
The next day the same-and the
next. A week went. by and still the
stranger did not come.
One Saturday she left the library
! at noon 1t was her time for shopping.
AS she made her way through the
throngs on the busy streets she
watched every face eagerly as she
passed.
The day was warm and bright, the
sky blue, and in the atmosphere was a
soft, mysterious something which tells
Of coming summer Katharine decid-
ed to walk home, since it was not far
and most Of the way was through the
park.
As she came to the lake, a fussing
and chatterlng among the birds
brought ner TO a standstill beside a
bed of opening tulips. She watched an
unfair fight between dozen sparrows
and two huge redbreasts with blazing
eyes.
The little beastsi" she cried indig
nantly Isn't there any place for
decent birds or decent people in this
cruel world?'' She stamped her foot
furiously The action loosened a
bundle from its nest in her arms, and
it ratified to her feet. A figure On
the path behind her stepped forward
quickly to restore it, and Katharine
/. looked into the pleased face Of Homer
: Braden p.
This seems to be my lucky day.
Miss Lang" he said, with smile in
which the joy was unmistakable She
wondered how he knew her name
Katharine noticed the change in his
, appearance His old clothes had been
replaced by new and the transfOrma,
tion was miraculous A certain conf,
dence, too, had returned in his man,
ner His next words explained the
reason for both:
Il did not tell you about my inven.
tion before. will tell you just q
little now and save the particulars for
later on, if you don't mind. | have
something more interesting to tell you
first. had given UP all hope Of sue:
cess till today, when | received a
check from the manufacturing concern
which is to use my patent 1t will pay
me small fortune, and | shall have
no need for your advertisement, col.
umns now. You have been my mas
cot in "a great many ways since have
known you. And now for the other
thingKatharine, | love you. | have
loved you dearly from the first mo
ment / saw you. may seem precipi,
tate to you, but | want this to be my