Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1920-03-04

INS QUO, dL all uedlSTS. DOu I
simply ask for kidney remedy-get
Doan's Kidney PiIls--the same that
Mrs. Hubbard had. Foster-Milburn
Co., Mfrs, Buffalo, N. Y
as she had been long ago. He saw the
brown-eyed, brown-haired, proud, gen.
tie, laughing girl he had known when
first he came to town, boy just out
of the State college. He remembered
las he had remembered ten thousand
times before-the look she gave him
when her brother George introduced
him to her at picnic; it was nike
hazel starlight" he had written her, In
poem, afterward. He remembered
his first call at the ANDERSON mansion,
and what great parsonage she
seemed, at home in that magnifcence;
and yet so gay and friendly. He re-
membered the first time he had danced
with her-and the old waltz song be-
gan to beat In his ears and in his
heart.
All the way to New York it seemed
to him that Isabel was near him, and
he wrote of her to Lucy from his hotel
the next night:
II saw an account of the accident
Of George Minafer. I'm sorry, though
the paper states that 1t was plainly
his own fault. suppose 1t may have
been as result of my attention fall
ing upon the item that thought of his
mother a great deal on the way here.
It seemed to me that had never seen
her more distinctly or so constantly,
but, as you know, thinking of his moth
er is not very apt to make me admire
him! OF course, however, he has my
best wishes for his recovery"
He posted the letter, and by the
mornings mail received one from Lucy
written a few hours after his depar-
ture from home. She inclosed the item
he had read on the train and wrote:
81 thought you might not see 1t.
II have seen Miss Fanny and she
has got him put into a room by him.
self. Oh, poor Rides-D Down Everything
have been thinking so constantly of
his mother and 1t seemed to me that l
have never seen her more distinctly.
How lovely she was-and how she
loved himw
If Lucy had not written this letter
Eugene might not have done the odd
thing he did that day. He was an adj
venturer; If he had lived in the six
teenth century he would have sailed
the unknown new seas, but having
been born in the latter part Of the
nineteenth, when geography was a
fairly well-settled matter, he had be-
come an explorer In mechanics. But
the fact that he was a ''hard-headed
business man" as well as an adven.
turer did not keep him from having
queer spot in his brain, because hard
headed business men are as suscep-
tible to such spots as Adventures are.
Two weeks after Isabels death, Eu-
gene was in New York ON urgent busl-
ness and found that the delayed ar
rival Of q steamer gave him a day with
nothing to do. His room at the hotel
had become intolerable; outdoors was
lntOlerable: everything was intoiera-
BILE. Il seemed to him that he must
see Isabel once more, hear her voice
once more; that he must find some
way to her, or lose his mind Under
this pressure he had gone. with COM
plete scepticlsm. to 'trance-medium"
Of whom he had heard wild accounts
from the wife Of a business acQuaint-
ance.
The experience had been grotesque.
and he came away with an, encOurag-
Ing message from his father, who had
failed to identify himself satisfactor-
lily, but declared that everything was
ION a higher plane" in his present
state Of being, and that all life was
continuous and progressive" Mrs
Horner spoke Of herself as q
''psychIc;" but otherwise she seemed
oddly unpretentiOus and matter-Of-
fact; and Eugene had no doubt at all
of her sincerity. he went to Mrs.
Horner's after his directors meeting
today. He used the telephone booth in
the directors room to make the APP
pointment; and he laughed feebly at
himself, and wondered what the group
Of men in that mahogany apartment
would think If they knew what he was
doing. Mrs. Homer had changed her
address, but he found the new one,
and somebody purporting to be niece
of hers talked to him and made an APP
pointment for sitting" at five O'Clock.
Mrs. HOrner appeared In the door
way, a wan and unenterprislng look
ing woman in brown, with thin hair
artiiSially waved-but not recently
and parted in the middle over a blush
forehead. Her eyes were small and
seemed weak, but she recognized the
visitor.
ooh. you been here before" she said,
In a thin voice, not unmusical. 81 rec
ollect you. Quite time ago, want
itG"
''Yes. quite q long time"