New Britain herald., 1922-07-19
The Way Madgc Came to Recognize
 Don Ramon"
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 Don Ramon"
 Say that over aealn--slowly"
 My fathers voice was sharp in cisive altogether foreign to his usua junction at once.
 This handkerchief either belong to Grace Draper or was given or solt by her to some one else" said. "Th, embroidery in the corner is her handi work, I am certain"
 Let me see It. He held out hi hand, and l put the flimsy, daint. trife within It.
 Holding 1t up 10 the light, he seru tlni2ed II closely, laid IL down again looked eravely at me, and said
 There are many other women who do exquisite needework. And the de sign is not an uncommon one. What makes you so sure that 1t is Grace Draper's handkerchief?
 For two reasons" l replied First because l have watched her work al this particular design SC many times. Second, because I rec ognize device which l discovered in it years ago. If you look at the bit of embroidery in just the right way you will see that the initial e h cunningly entwined in the four leaved clover. II is like this"
 took up the handkerchief, stretched the embroidered corner taut over my left hand, and with tiny pencil caught up from my fathers table. illustrated my meaning
 'I-see.' The words came meas uredly. Then there can be no mis- take. It is her Handkerchief. It was in this Don Ramons possession. Then he What is it, daughter?"
 For I had jumped to my feet. My ears, quicker than his, had caught a crash as of breaking glass. The next instant came the sound of feminine shrieking. masculine objurgation, the rush of feet along the lower floor of the house. and katies voice crying: "O-O-O-coom qveeck, everybody. Somebody keeled.H
 That's Don Ramon
 My father was close behind me as l tore open the door and rushed down the stairs The front door stood wide open, and through it I saw Katie running across the lawn toward a big limousine which leaned groggily against the giant elm on the road- way, and from which the screams were issuing. while directly across the road, the most reckless taxi-driver in the section was crawling, apparently unhurt, from under his overturned light car.
 Halfway down the steps I stopped, looked at the group Of people emerg ing from the big car turned and grasped my fathers arm.
 That's Don RanAon Almirez, and the people with him are his host, hostess and daughter" I whispered, Make some excuse to keep Lillian and Mother Graham in the house. You are the, only one either will heed"
 He gave me a quick, corprehend- ing look, and, putting firm grip upon my nerves, l hurried down the path to the wreck where Katie was already !, in efficient action. The chauffeur evil dently had been struck with flying glass when the car colidel with the tree, for the blood was running from his forehead into his eyes, binding him.
 That he was otherwise unhurt, guessed from the vigor with which he proceeded to stanch the blood with towel which Katie had in her hand when she ran out of the door and which she promptly put to use. As I reached the gate, Katie skinned past me on the way back to the house. Nobody hurt mooch, I guess she said as she passed. But l bring down some hot water and dot first aid stuff. not so?''
 .'Of course" I said, looked apprais- ingly at the group before me, and de- cided that the hysteria of the older woman whom her husband was try ing to quiet was genuine, but that the apparent swoon of the younger wom- an, whom Don Ramon was support ing. was a clever stimulation. I have seen too many fainting persons to be deceived.
 At Iast-the Truth. wasted no time on amenities. I had gauged the people at my previous glimpse of them as the type of newly rich, who think discourtesy and ar rogance to the A, B, c of aristocratic demeanor. I would do for them what humanity demanded, but l had no wish to become chatty in the process. Better take your wife up to the house" I said to the head of the party. "She can lie down. T can't stop her he said help lessly as she struggled in his arms, sending shrieks and peals of hyster-