South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1922-06-09

Don't mix SO those files while
Tn away" said Margaret Bailey as
she closed up The desk for her an
nual vacation.
"Tu leave the check for the Pa
therless Children o. France society.
with you. Hiss Marshall. Just mail
Il IN as usual. I'm not going 70
leave my address because I do not
know just where ! am going 10
stay. However ~ any matter Of
great importance comes iu and you
must get in touch with me. a note
d Quebec. wlu probably reach me-
Margaret Bailey held a very
ezacting position in "a brokers' Of
fee Since her fathers death eight
years before she had practically
supported her mother and little sis
ter and BROTHER.
Some of the Younger ones were
now able 20 work and for the frs;
time .n her life. Margaret Bailey felt
she could afford 90 take her vaca-
ton FAR away from home. She mad
decided on Canada
= week or so before she stopped
into a tourist agency 90 ask about a
trip. Large placards about the Of
fee advised the tourist 90 Summer
in Canada. nearest az our allies"
And go Miss Margaret decided "a
spend her vacation in Quebec.
The train was pulling into Mon
treal before Margaret realized thai
for the first time I'm her life. she
Margaret Bailey had set foot upor
foreign soil She was OF the boa
Bound for Quebec before she begar
&c notice decided change in man
ners and customs.
a dear old lady. a passenger or
the boat. stood near Margaret look
ing silently into the water. Sudden.
" she exclaimed. 90 mon dieu, nor
dieu-hcw dreadful It must be q
be attacked by a submarine,"
Miss Margaret looked at her ant
said very sweetly Don't worry. ~
Submarines can get into the ST. Law
renee"
Il can scarcely wait TO get home.
said the old lady You. too. are
going TO Quebec"
You live in Quebec. T presume. =
said Margaret a qu.zzical express
sion on her pleasant face.
II call 10 home. I've been dowI
in the States since the war brok,
out. / am going 20 visit my sister OF
the outskirts Of Quebec And how
happy 7 shall be when I get there
Jacques. Jacques. he is there. Jus
back from France And we though
him dead, We mourned him. Blu
nv lives. mon dieu. he lives"
Margaret lead the Old lady. now
shaking with emotion. to a steamer
chair and tried to soothe her.
The deck steward was serving az
ternoon tea before the old LAD OF.
fered any further comment.
I'VE lived I'm France Ny ~on
Jacques. was so happy. He lived
for bis little child. She never knew
mothers care. but her father Law.
ished enough affection on her FOL
both. Then the cruel war came
Jacques Joined the colors. He placed
his child with neighbors. We never
have heard a word. o mon dieu.
pray for her always that she MAJ
be safe from the Huns,"
Margaret was listening intently
But how did your son get 20 Can
ada ?" she eagerly asked
He was reported dead. but late
he was found in one OF the hospi
tails. RE has been discharged II,
had a nervous breakdown. He 4
with my sister near Quebec"
Perhaps YOU could tell me o.
some quiet place where 7 could ge
board at a reasonable rate" Mar
garet found herself saying.
You might try at my sisters
Come with me. I shall try 10 ar
range it
A summer day was nearing It's enc
when a carriage bearing Margare
and the old l-dy drove up TO tn
portico door of a quaint little whit,
farmhouse. Honeysuck1e scented tn,
air Ripe apples dangled from
heavy laden boUghs OF the trees
Flaming frecracker flowers nestled
at the base OF the tiny white cot
tage
Presently the old Iady's sister
wearing the queer bonnet OF tn
Normandy peasant. appeared in tn
doorway. she cIutched her siste
ravenously They kissed each othe
again and again.
Jacques. Jacques. come quick!