The Press., 1919-10-02
"No Such Name Registered Here"

1t had been handed to him when they
 brought him in on stretcher, and he
 had been without food or smokes for
 fOrty-eight hours.
 Here's hoping these may give you
 comfort in tight hour. If you come
 back. won't you please find me-Marie
 Lelnuire?'
 That was all excepting the address.
 And he had been so mighty glad when
 they had given him the decoration. He
 thought perhaps since there was no
 body else she might be glad to take 1t
 i'll exchange for the smokes.
 He heard the desk clerk speaking,
 and took the slip of paper she handed
 him. It was an address uptown.
 We find that Miss Lemare was the
 clo,kroom girl" she told him. After ward she went into Red Cross work, and think was sent over in August, but that address will find her now" The sergeant took bus to Fifty eighth street and went west to the row of red-brick apartment houses He felt q certain grim pleasure now in the hunt At least she wasn't any high brow who would feel hurt that she had not picked hero or a colonel He thought the matter over. and stopped at the corner for a bunch of violetS just to help matters along. Then he found his way up to the fifth floor and rang the bell at No. 3.
 About three back rooms he decided nt first glance. when the door swung wide tO admit him. In the sunny liv- l ing room there was little furniture. but l it was most attractive. One long dark oak table, two deep mission chairs. the couch and bookcase. These and the row of upspringing jonquils along the window stills and the black cat asleep on the yellow cushions of the couch. Yes. and 1t made him think of France, the delicate little white-haired lady, who opened the door for him. and the girl in the long brown art blouse who | modelled clay at the long table. "I seek for Mile. Lemaire," he said
 in French. his very best. And he drew forth the pouch proudly. Il have come to thank her for her gift" He bowed to the young girl but she l smiled and shook her head quickly. 'I am only Toine.tte" she told him.
 "It Is Mime. Lcmaire. whom you seek" Madame took the slip of paper with a depressing smile. and read the little | message slowly.
 "Ah but this ts from Marie" she ex- pl;ined. "From my elder daughter who went over long ago. She has married, toO-a very fine young captain. am so sorry"
 TOinette must have read the look on l the sergeant's face as he turned his cap l over and over In his hands dOubtfully. It wasn't the disappointment of not finding her, or of learning that she had 1 married the French captain. but some
 thing far deeper. He had hoped at first glance that Toinette was Marie and had sent the case of cigarettes which i had been their link of romance. Now there was no link, and he felt like an interl0pcr.
 If you're writing to her, just say Pm very much obliged" he said rather huskily "I'd rather have had those cigarettes than anything. just when they were handed to me" "Oh then am glad" cried Toinette l eagerly. "She wanted to send you l socks: remember. mamma? And said l no, no; to send the cigarettes. And also wrote the message because Marie Is very. very shy, and never would she have any romance at all unless some body sent it to her. So thought would find hero for her. but she