Gilpin observer., 1920-05-27
WHERE'S EMELlNE?
BY AGNES q. sRoeAN.


she had admired as child, opening
out on wide verandas. Then she went
to the piano and sorted over the mu-
sic. The songs of a by-gone day,
which she had expected to dnd, had
given way surprisingly to new and roll
licking ballads. So Aunt Emeline also
had become modernized In her taste
for music. Sallle tossed her hat on
chair and placed her travelling bag
beneath 1t, and began to play the one
sentimental piece she could find. 1t
was something about "Oh I'm. m.lonely."
and "Oh, I'm blue" and carried
touching appeal. But as Sallie for
The second time reached the chorus
and was wailing softly. "Oh! I'm so
lonely" masculine voice nearby en-
phatically remarked:
$50 am l."
And as Sallie, undecided whether to
stop or to proceed, unnoticing with her
song, finished "Oh! I'm blue" the
young man again exclaimed:
'That's me, too. I've been sitting
out there" he went on, as she turned
on the stool, wanting to curse every
thing in this dull town from the band
stand to the pump. when your musical
voice expressed my feelings for me-"
my singing" Sallie demurely re-
piled, has never before been likened
to curslng. But If it helped to relieve
you VIII you tell me-" she broke
off abruptly, "where my Aunt Eme-
line is?"
"I'm afraid" the young man sadly
answered, that l cannot oblige.
wish that l might know-yOur Aunt
Emeline"
But IL you don't know her." per-
sisted the girl, then why are you
here?"
Pardon me-" the young man saio,
II have been wondering that very
thing about you"
Sallie turned from him coldly.
II came to visit my Aunt Emelne,"
she replied but she seems not to be
at home while your"
II am very much at home" the man
pleasantly interrupted.
Sallie stopped to pick up her bag.
She would 20 in search of Aunt Eme-
line.
"Who are your" the girl asked.
81 am james Oliver Lodge" he an
swered, "and hope the name duly i'm
presses you. Some people call me
'Jlm.'"
Tell you what" he suggested i'm
pulslvely, 'I'll get out the car and we
will go and look for Aunt Emeline to-
gether. Wen try the shopping dis
trict frst-just one short block.
Bring your valise," he advised.
Certainly not" Sallie answered
promptly.
81 am going to stay right on In this
house."
Nothing would give me greater
pleasure" Jim said cheerfuly.
"YOu are funny!" Sallie exclaimed.
"Why should you he so pleased about
M"
at is rather soon; fear to tell
you," he answered with rueful
glance, and the girl sighed In exasper-
alton.
that she had joked enough.
Under pretense of reading, she took
o book from the table, and the young
man obediently passed out through a
French window to the veranda. On
the fly-leaf of the book. Salllc read on
Inscription, ",fo James Oliver Lodge
from Dad"
rir ri to ri 1al II,
perpleyity. This young man whom she
had dismissed professed no knowl-
edge of Aunt Emeline, yet here upon
"her" table was his" book-from dad
"Come here" she called pcremptor.
iy, and the young man came.
"You don't know Aunt Emellne." she
accused, 'yet here is your book, upon
her table"
at Is not her table" James Lodg,
retorted; It's mine-my table. my
house, my everything"
"Your home" Sallie murmured. land
you let me walk In and play your
piano. and"
81 didn't let you" Jim denied. "You
came In yourself. When ! heard the
piano. followed from the garden
When you nsked for your Aunt Eme
line. and offered to take you out and
try to locate her, you drove me-" he
ended tragically, from my home"
81 arrived at the station this after
noon. and asked 10 be taken to the
.OrtoD place" Salie carefully ex
planned. "and the town driver brought
me here, and left me at the door. !
remember the house from childhood
visits. When no one answered TO my
ring, ! came in to wait for my aunt
II this Is your home. then where's
Aunt Emeline?
AT her bungalow, no doubt" the
young man answered brlskly. ~ will
take you there. II you had mentioned
tho naIna Orion. 1 Shauld haYn known