Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1919-02-28

y IRE which has been a familiar OBJ
j in the years Of long ago.
IT, tHrned 10 the proprietor of the
and asked the price.
~ mister" the man said. "but
picture is sold"
-" questioned Joe. THAT sells
~ %. But why is it hanging there
IF eold?"
-ii.' said the man. II guess I
sh' ave taken it down. young
Il. me in here not ten minutes ago
1aid a deposit on it. She's fetch
r. it this evening"" And suiting the
p III to the word, he lifted down the
pa r. and laid it to one side
turned away disappointed. He
v=.,-i that picture-it was just like
Ath from the old home days. And
sou. girl had beaten him to it-just
hi, eek. He went into quick
j. y and ate some supper-say, but
~ man does have to eat any
thH- hats handed to him and went
L.. 10 his apar ment-bedroom and
TIA
Hliti44t nc SiS-liu the evening!
\ lie show? SElucks. What's the
t. . watching lot of ginks making
J. If, all over the screen? Nix on that.
IL was in no mood of lovenlaking. The
lo~- of that picture was still affecting
hi.t'
\. nile Joe was in this frame of mind
certain young lady, of whose exist
enc ne was not even aware, was feel
in quite elated. She had got back
home from the office. and after eating
her supper she was going to extract a
cer.:.:n number of dollars from a GER
tain private cache and was going after
thai picture she had paid the deposit
on. Funny how the same thing can
have such opposite effects on different
people. But then. of course, the girl
had not lost the picture!
When Joe put on his hat that eve
ming and set out to try and forget the
Old home days, his steps seemed nat
urally 70 bend themselves in the direc-
ton Of the antique shop The rain had
stopped and fresh wind was blowing
He was still feeling holnesick on ac-
count of that picture and was lust
wondering what had become of those
friends of his boyhood, Bill Smith and
Larry Jones and that freckled-faced
Red. when. on turning corner, he
was Violently hunted In the middle by
some one carrying bulky and re-
markabiy hard parcel. Joe staggered
from the sudden impact. He stopped
TO pick yp his hat. and then looked to
see what had caused it. Instantly he
realized what had happened He had
met the girl with the picture! AS
though to confirm his suspicious. the
wind playfully whipped up a corner Of
the loose wrapping paper. and the
glimpse he got proved him to be cor.
rect. Without taking his eyes off the
coveted picture he addressed the girl
Would you mind If took peep. q
last peep at it?'' he asked pleadingiy.
$ The girl nodded. Evidently this man
must be the one-time owner. She
thrust the oIcture toward him. and Joe
gazed at is long and earnestly.
Guess yos've seen It before some
whereY she asked presently.
II should say havei Gee" he
mutfered, drinking In the familiar
scene. II wonder what has become of
Bill SAith and Larry Jones and that
freckled, red-faeed kidT
A smile unseen by Joe lighted the
girls face.
"And Fife Farmer" she suggested
For moment joe wondered IL his
ears had deceived him. Then, wheel
Ing round on her he asked amazed:
"Say. we're you ever In my home
TOWN.
II kind Of think / must have been.
one time. ~ xifi ansvseed es6ectiye-
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