The Press., 1919-04-17
THE PRESS.
THURSDAY, APRIL IF, 1919.
The cross was wrapped in khak

The cross was wrapped in a khaki silk handkerchief on which was em. broidered an H. Capt. Harold Lee ' she said to herself one day, as if she were communicating with the lad who had gone. "what is it that makes me keep your medal so close to the V. C. that my own dear Reggie sent me from the front when he passed on What is it? It is weird the way I always treasure them together-it's inexplicable But-Ive learned not to try 10 fathom the depths of mystery Dame Fate spreads out before us. Something cOmpels me to take thiS cross at once to your dear mother.
 Lady Anne travelled well out of her way To seek the mother of Captaih Lee. She did not announce her com ing. She found her way up the shao- ed Southern street to the old red DrlcK mansion back among the trees ohe opened the gate and walked sloWi! up the gravel path to the white porch ahead of her.
 An old colored man opened the great door Eospitably and bowed low.
 Please Tell Mrs Lee that Nurse Anne Is here with message for her. she said, quite unconventionully, to the old darky.
 Yassum, yassum," bowed the old man. as he showed her into the COOL shadowed room at her right.
 Presently she heard quick steps on the stairs. They were not the steps of Mrs. Lee. she knew
 "Nurse-Nurse Anne-Nurse Anne: voice was saying, while a tall young man held both her hands.
 Your face. but not your name' Anne stammered.
 His face fell for a moment. "1 ou We forgotten me?" he asked.
 "No-oh. nO," Anne hastened to say. "l have q cross of war for Mrs Lee from her son. Capt. Harold Lee.
 My brother" said the young man. promptly. Pm Bob."
 Anne laughed and drew away her hands. "Oh. yes" she said. recalling something sweet from her memory Il went in search of penny to buy Soui hitiifc didn't I?" she asked. naively.
 My thoughts-yes - but, they weren't about killing Huns. Btthere comes mother. Oh, this is too, too good of you, Nurse Anne. Come. He took her to meet his mother in tire doorway. Mother, this is Nurse Anne Gay. She brings Harry's cross 60 you, and, oh, mother, it will take forever for me to tell you what she meant to me when I was in the hospital after my first skirmish.'
 The three sat down and untangled a part of the skein that fate had wound around them. They shed tears together, they laughed together, and, of course, being Southern, they broke bread together. Anne promised Mrs. Lee that she would return to visit them and tell them all she could re- member about the dear brave soldier who had not returned.
 And can you not promise me that I may come to you even before you can get back here to see mother?' asked Bob Lee, as he said farewell 
 I'd love to have you. It will mean much to my mother and father to show them a real soldier who believes I did help him over rough place. They they did not want me to stay; they thought I could not stand it after She stopped; she had been through too much emotional strain al ready.
 Bob patted her hand. Don't try to say more, Nurse Anne. Wait till come; and as soon as I dare, for I have so much to say to you. Will you listen?
 "Pm terribly afraid | will," Anne confessed, her voice trembling. And and I meant not to do anything like like this. I carried that cross home to your mother, and-and that was to be all"
 "You knew it wasn't alI You knew something dragged you to me. Anne. you knew it."
 "All right. I knew it," she said as she passed through the train shed. And I'll have nice new penny for you now."