New Britain herald., 1928-09-10

mo that you were deed. 1hea sss' for good.
 T came to New York and. aftss unspeakable hardships, Madam Aill. fleur hired me to do some menial work. Later I became her personal maid. and later still. she came te lean upon me as she would . daugh. ter. When she died she left me everything that was hers. with the understanding that l should carry on the business and the name. Here, child. let me look at you. little thought that Ralph Armitase would send you to me-" Lynda was suddenly brought back to the prescpt by that name.
 Did Ralph tell you who was:" she asked.
 He told me you were Miss Fem ton, but something else he said made me think that you might be my baby"
 Again Lynda felt herself almost smothered in tense arms. Again she felt her face covered with kisses.
 Suddenly she knew 1t was all true. She had . mother that had wanted her as other mothers had wanted their daughters. Her mothers arms were about her-her head was pill lowed on her mothers breast. A mothers tears of joy were drenching her swest face.
 With all this came the conacious- ness that she could not 60 with Ralph now. She knew how the thought of being deserted hurt. She knew that the coming years would not be enough to love her mother In.
 Slowly the words came out. how ever, and Lynda told her mother her whole story. With each bruised heart string she felt . tighter cling ing of her mothers arms.
 At last, when the story was fin- ished, she turned and asked:
 What shall l do now? Poor Ralph will be heart broken, and in his way he has been very good to me. Before found you. darling mother. I felt that 1t would not mat ter greatly if I followed the path I thought you had trod. imagined that no one would care. No one but Davie." she added. softly, but not 70 low that her mother did not hear.
 Who is David!" her mother ask. ed.
 David Kenmore, mother. You re- member Cyrus Kenmore's son."
 Then her mother knew and un- derstood.
 Lynda. do you love David?" she asked.
 "Yes, mother. but he does not love me-"
 He could not help 1t, my beauti- full one," said Mrs. Fenton. with conviction.
 They were interrupted by . gentle tapping at the door.
 Madam, tea is served" said . maid. She looked astonished to see how much mother and daughter looked alike. but being we'll trained. she said nothing.
 The two women went into the other room for luncheon. and while they were there. . telegram came for Lynda, forwarded from the Wal dorf.
 With trembling fingers, Lynda tore the envelope open. She glanced hurriedly at the signature.
 From David!" she exclaimed. and her voice betrayed the joy it gave her. How in the world did he ever find out where I was!" she said. Then she read the message.
 Have just learned, dear Lynda. that you are planning to sail with Ralph Armitagc. Don't do 1t. I beg of you. I am coming on. to prove that you are counting m unhappi- ness that will be worse than death. I love you, Lynda. and will be with you before the boat sails.
 Lynda handed the telegram to her mother.
 What will I do?" she asked. Ralph will be here at that time. and David, too."
 Again came the maid, and an- other telegram for Lynda.
 You read 1t. mother" she said. handing the message, unopened, to her mother. II am unstrung."
 Tho mother read, and then she answered her daughters question.
 Ralph will not be here, my dear. This telegram tells you why. His father has persuaded him to give you up to me-and David. He is this minute on his way to Californ- ia."