The Leader, enterprise and press. (Fitzgerald, Ga.) 1915-1921, 1920-09-27
The Call of Home
By GENEVIEVE UlMAR

copyright, 1920. Western Newspaper CH;oIL }
AT thirty-five, Darius Monkey settled
down to comfort and peace so far as
the problems of life were concerned,
content to accept and appreciate the
awards of destiny.
Il love the old town, my neighbOrs
are like brothers and sisters, the place
live in is cheap as to rent and very
dear to my soul on account of old
memories; make a living-what more
does man want?"
1.-THE old place-yes, it's the Dab
ney home, isn't it? Strange about
that family" spoke the man who was
listening to Monkeys statement. ''They
were three fine girls. What became
of them and how is it that you came
to inherit the placer"
"Oh, l haven't inherited it." said
Darius. after the family moved it
was put up for sale, but nobody want
ed it. Then it was offered for lease.
1t just suited mother and myself so
we've been tenants ever since. The
agent tells me he sends the rent to
the elder of the ladies, Miss Flora. Aft
er they settled in the city Annette
died, Vera got married-dld very we'll
too, hear, and l think Flora has
been living with her"
Darius sighed and dreamy far.
away look came into his eyes. There
was a reason he did not disclose as
10 his fondness for the old Dabney
home. At twenty he had settled his
mind down to the fact that the only
girl in Wellston worth admiring was
Flora Dabney. He had never courted
she and her sisters were rather ex.
elusive, but they all liked the neigh.
bOrly, unassuming ways of Darius, par
ticularly Flora, and only because An.
nette and Vera her sisters had fired
the ardent soul of Flora with mighty
ambitions, was the latter deferred from
encouraging this adorer, mute as to
words of love, but betraying silent
devotion that was IA sincere tribute
from worthy young man.
Darius suffered secretly when Flora
told of taking up their lives amid new
scenes, and she realized this and sor-
rOWed for his sake. She could not trust
herself to last meeting alone with
Darius, and after she babe final
good-by to WelIston she sat back in
her seat in the train crying softly over
the abandonment of a loye so pure,
simple and steadfast that she recog-
nized that she was making a cruel sac
ritice.
"Il be content" lie decided "She
was a sweet girl, she liked me some
and | am glad l loved her. I'm too
humble to ever meet her ideals, though,
so I'll stick to mother and the old
town."
1t was like going into a temple that
was sacred and revered, when Darius
re',ted the old Dabney home. There
| vas a particular flower bed that had
always had the exclusive care of Flora
and this Darius tended and nurtured
with tender memories.
Constantly he would close his eyes
and would fancy Flora coming down
the stairs in all her airy grace and
| beauty.
Darius was manager of large farm
near the village in the plOughing and
harvesting seasons. For the rest of
the time daily he drove an old-fash-
toned carryall down to the trains
morning and evening, to receive and
deliver light express shipments and
passengers. His horse was slow and
old, the vehicle had grown rickety and
sagging, and an enterpriSing innOvator
had put into service an automobile for
the same line of service His charges
were high, however, and the old-fash
toned element in the village adhered
to their faithful townsman.
One evening just at dusk Darius
drove to the depot to meet the six
o'clock city train. A yelled lady alight
ed. She set her suitcase at her feet
and shook her head negatively as the
driver OF the automobile bus solicited
her as a fare. Darius noted that sine
glanced all about until her eye rested
on his old carryall. Almost eagerly,
he fancied, she advanced to it. She
seemed tlustered, pleased, embarrassed
all at once. She placed a caressing
hand on the head of old Dobbin and
there seemed to be a catch in her
voice as she half whispered his name
Darius was surprised and puzzled.
"YOu seem to know my horse" he
submitted.
Eyes, years agOne," came the reply
in a subdued tone. HAS Wsllston got
hotel YETI"
mo, ma'am," answered Darius.
II wish to find board and lodging
for q week." spoke the yelled lady.
"My mother accommodates tran.
sients once In while" said Darius
"Oh. yes, yes" replied his passenger
eagerly. "Please take me there. And,
first, drive all about the town, will
youf l want to see what 1t looks like
after some years of absence. Darius,
don't you know me"
She had thrown back her veil and
Darius was spellbound. 1t was Flora
Dabney. She looked more sedate than
nf v0rn and cad and tUna r-iad Tborn