The Watertown news. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1917-1919, 1917-09-10
BY DOROTHY DOUGLAS

turned his back upon the little Devon
shire village. The jagged rocks and
the sea seemed more wonderful than
ever but his backward glance was not
at either sea or rocks. Instead, his
glance was riveted on a tiny vine-clad
cottage with roses climbing in at the
easement windows and a sweet little
white-haired lady dwelling within.
At least the general supposed her to
be sweet. He felt sure that one whose
eyes met the passers-by with so friend
ly an expression could not be other
wise.
The general had found no way Of
meeting the little lady during his stay
in Lee, and it was with heartfelt re-
greet that he made his way back to
London. But even General Goodwin,
in his sixtieth year, was not free to
travel fortunes path in his own pleas
ure. He was inspecting troops for the
new armies while his only son was
fighting in France.
But the train went LondOnward, and
with it went the general.
It was at the London railway station
that he bought the daily papers, but it
was not until he had reached his own
library that he saw her picture in the
Sketch" His eyes lit up with frank
amazement, SO curious was the cOinci-
dence.
The picture of the little lady in the
cottage by the sea was called Some
body's Mother" and a message be-
meath it asked the readers of the
"Sketch" for information. General
Goodwin WINGED as he thought of the
pain perhaps In store for her. Per-
haps 1t was her only son who had
fallen on the battlefield, and this meth
cd was taken to secure her knowl-
edge of the fact.
He lost no time in telephoning to
the office Of the daily paper. When he
hung up the receiver there was glad
smile in his eyes. The soldier boy
in whose pocket the precious picture
had been found was lying in Lon
don hospital suffering from loss of
memory brought on by the bursting of
shell. His memory was a blank. There
had been others affected in the iden
teal manner and they had recovered.
1t was with this hope in his breast
that General Goodwin made the jour
ney back to Devonshire, to the village
beside the sea.
The generals heart was not exactly
steady as he approached the familiar
20 IN or ytrhi
washed gate.
Somebody's Mother" opened the
door herself and the general thought
he detected the very faintest rose hue
in her cheeks as she saw who her
visitor was.
"He is safe," the general said swift
ly, anxious to save her one moments
worry. He knew that her mind would
jump at once to grasp his meaning.
Her smile was wonderful to behold,
and it left the general slightly awk-
ward as to speech.
cit was through this photograph"
he said, that have been able to To-
cate you" He knew then that she
blushed softly. eff I had not looked
enviously in upon you among your
roses and birds would not have
known that Somebody's Mother was
you"
The little lady looked back at him
with charmingly frank look of hap
piness in her eyes.
"My boy is everything to me-" she
said. 81 want him down here when
he can be moved. Perhaps his mem
DRY will come back in the scenes Of his
boyhood."
"The sight Of his mother would do
it," the general said with firm con-
viction that mother can do anything
by the mere touch of a gentle hand
or the glance of love-lit eyes. Il will
go up to London tonight and bring him
down to you-if you like" he suggest
ed, knowing well that when the boy
was beside her she would have more
happiness than she expected and that
he, the general, had helped to give it
to her.
''Would it not trouble you far too
much?'' she asked, gazing question
ingly with those wonderful blue eyes
right at the general.
"Just you know" he said, shat it
will give me as much pleasure to bring
your brave son down here to you as it
would give you to bring mine back to
me. Put yourself in my place." he
added gently.
With that the little lady Of the cot
tage smiled and put out the slim white
fingers that tended the roses and birds
so tenderly. General Goodwin grasped
them and raised them to his lips for,
after all, they both realized what the
future was holding out to them.
1t was as the general had hoped.
Somebody's Mother brought memory
back to her son. His first rational
words were, "Mother-mother, mine"
Down by the sea and the rocks
"Somebody's Mother" and the general
paced slowly along the cliff. 1t was a
scant week since the boys return, but,
after all, they both knew.
Copyright, 1917, by the Mcclure Newspa-
per Syndicate)