The Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 191?-19??, 1919-12-25

Charles since bis brrtltr Hiiiert's
wedding party went 10 New oslcans.
thirty. forty or was II forty-fve years
backg
Il was the fashion then for other
young folk to accompany the newly
! married ones on their wedding jour
ney. He and Marie Balquet had been
Of the party-brown-eyed Marie.
whose grace and vivacity had enchant-
ed his heart, and Of whom. even now.
when he was old-slxty-nine-h
could not think without a qulckenlng
of his pulses.
Their, quarrel MAS over a red, rose
he had se,sen her dat she bad taken
from hetsbelt and lightly presented to
the best mana mere nothing. when
one looked back
2 Oh, to go back home where he had
known .her-paGe edIofe- to see the old
. cypress trees ul1er whfeh he had kiss
ed her; to .gRtlier a. handful of laven-
| der water hyacfnths from the bayou,
EzHs they had so often done together in
lliC VIZ va y --DclOi< -Delolc lleJ SSuI
him to- the Home for Old Menl
& '%They've old mems homes in Louisi-
ana as well as here, Allen murmured
an hour later as he bridled Major, his
horse II shall put by one hundred
Of the two hundred Felix Sommers
will give me for Major to pay the adj
mission fee, to--tO an old mems home
in my own state, and tomorrow shall
go home"
In the late afternoon two days later
the decorators, working in the parlors
of the ST. Charles hotel in preparation
for great reception that was to fol-
low the wedding of young English
man to city belle, saw an old man
stop before an old-time mirror.
TITS the very same glass;" the old
gentleman murmured, tapping the face
of the great mirror, that held near
its frame flaw or two, where with
the years the quicksilver had begun to
slip, ''the very same that over my
shoulder showed me the little affair
of the rose. Wicked thing. why have
they kept your
He'd fit on Royal" observed one
Of the decorators to a companion.
Allen heard him.
:@I'm In the way here" he thought;
"Tll so down on Royal and look at
the curios."
On the narrow old street, at the door
Of the largest antique shop, Allen stood
aside to let a little white-haired lady,
with brown eyes that were sparklingly
bright, enter before him.
~ had almost forgotten the old gold
chain l had intended for. one Of my
granddaughter's wedding gifts" she
said to the proprietor. Let me see
the chains quickly. please; I've but q
few minutes to spare. Indeed, | ought
to be at home now, with but three
hours between meoand losing my all !"
"And Celests,is going to England
without youl" The antique dealer
spoke with the air Of an old friend.
"Yes,"' she faltered. Godfrey In
slsts that go with them, but I'm too
old to be transplanted. must stay
on here In my home, alone and lonely,
until ] am called"
at Is not as though you were poor"
the man cOnsOled her.
mo" she answered; If i were that
Leslie would ipA'oritie. But OH; Re
"mond, WHAT VIII my fortune and my
great house be to me when l have no
enc love to keep me company.
Allen could bear. no more. Stun.
bling forward, be laid a gentle hand
on her shoulder. "AIarle-llttle one
look at me!' he cried "Have you
forgotten Allen?'
"Come here, Sophy," Herndon Cope
land, standing by his mall box, called
to his wife few days later. Read
these will your"
"These" were the notice of the mar
rage Of Allen Clifford TO Mrs. Marie
Balquet Joubert, Of New Orleans, and !
q letter.
MY dear nephew" ran the letters
old-fashi0ned writing. II left you to
go TO IN old mems home, but on my
way | found II was my joyous priv
ilege to go to an old lady's instead"