The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1925-10-09
Just a Love
Token
By J. A. wALDRoN
tcopyright.,

good time! 1t doesn't look like a
good time here"
Tony's eyes snapped "Didn' we giva
de enemy gooda time for dis?" And he
made a sweeping gesture.
Strong and Tony, on leave, were Of
the American contingent sent to Italy.
There had been little to do since the
debacle, and they were awaiting
possible order for megoing.
where shall we spend our time
and some Of our money!" Strong had
asked, and Tony suggested visit to
his native town not far away.
A shop with curios in a window at
tracted Strong. Here was collection
of things, some Enthusiastically antique,
others cheaply modern. There was
much jewelry, no doubt Of little value.
In tray with brooches, earrings etc.,
of the sort worn by poorer Italian
women, Strong saw necklace Of
imitation black pearls that took his
fancy. With Tony's assistance he
found it was priced at one lire, APP
proximately twenty cents in American
money. He took 1t and handed the
shopman an American quarter.
swat you do vida dat?" Tony
asked
"Send it to my girl in New York, !"
Strong replied.
''She not know it's cheap" Tony
laughed.
"But it looks good" replied Strong.
Miss Julia Beebe, to whom the neck
lace came, was stenographer in the
brokers office In New York from
which Strong had graduated to IN
Gle Sans service. She had promised
Strong to marry him on his return.
Although she had been inclined to
miscellaneous philandering before this
promise, Strong's absence had sobered
her. and she was model of fidelity.
The necklace took Miss Beebe's
breath, it was so handsome. 81 picked
it up in an Italian junk shop" Strong
wrote. at didn't cost much, but it
was the prettiest thing in the place."
Miss Beebe didn't care how little it
cost. She loved it. When her girl
friends expressed doubt as to the
genuineness of the pearls she laughed.
Don't women of Fifth avenue wear
"Chis suits mel"
Miss Beebe didn't envy one of her
girl friends. Miss Brent, also stenog-
rapher, when she breathed a secret
one day during luncheon. Miss Brent
was engaged to cotton broker, and
slyly disclosed in it's rich case a soil
taire diamond ring. But her fance-a
cotton broker knows little outside of
cotton-had bought the ring at guess
as to the size of her finger 1t was q
bit too large.
"Will you go with me tomorrow
she aske Miss Beebe IT must have
it made smaller, you know"
"Of course" was the answer.
That night Miss Beebe received word
that Strong had been wounded-and
that he might lose an arm. He had
been among those selected for police
service In new Italian territory. She
cried herself to sleep. And she cried
over her hurried breakfast. But she
braced up.
Il shall marry Bob when he comes
back, even II he loses both arms and
both legs!'' she declared to Miss Brent
as they were on their way up Fifth
| avenue.
"G'wan! Really7"
"Really!"
They entered the great repository of
precious things from which the ring
came, and found a man who listened
for moment with interest about Miss
Brent's errand. Then his eyes caught
Miss Beebe's necklace and remained
fixed upon it.
Pardon me-" he said. "but would
you mind letting me see your neck
laceY
mot at ALL" Miss Beebe replied as
| she unclasped it and handed it to
him.
But my ring" interposed Miss
Brent.
Yes, In moment" said the man
to Miss Brent, still looking curiously
at the necklace "Quite extraordinary p
Then to Miss Beebe: do you mind If
l take 1t back for moment?" His
gesture indicated back as some
where eastward In the glittering dis
lance.
Miss Beebe didn't mind.
Gee! of all thingsl" said Miss
Brent. He'll forget what I came here
fort"
They waited few minutes The
man came back with the necklace.
and in a gracious manner asked Miss
Beebe where she got it. She giggled
as she told him.
DO you care to sell itg' he asked.
"Why-no-o-o." she hesitated.
But would you let us keep it for a
day or two-and accept a check for
$1,000 for its safety? / will take your
address,
A thousand dollars! If Bob should
come back MANNED that would mean so
much! "Of Counsel" she said A few
moments and she had the check. A few
moments again and Miss Brent's err
rand was attended to- And they went
back to their typewriters, marveling.
Two days later Miss Beebe received
from the jewellers this brief note:
Dear madam-f you care to sell
the black pearl necklace, we shall be
pleased to give you $4,000 for it,"
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