New Britain herald., 1928-03-31

IlTSlS. Sally DdN lu loN | voice called out of the darkness of the woods.
 Suddenly she knew that she was both thirsty and hungry, for she dinner. \ cool breeze was ruStllng the leaves of the trees. and under that whispering rustic came the cool. sweet murnur of brook. She crouched beside David on the bank of the tiny stream and thirstily drank from his cuppcd hands. Then he dipped his hand- horchicf in the water ana gently sWabbcd her face his hands as tender as Sally had fancicd d mothers must be.
 The going was more doegcd, less nysterously thrilling when they had a, last reached the dirt road that was eventually to lead them 10 Stanton. a town of four or five thousand inhabitants, the town in which the woman who had brought her lo years ago to the orphanage had lived. Days before Sally had memorizea the address before de- stroying the bit of paper on which Miss Pond. out of the kindness Of her heart. had copied Sally's record from the orphanaGe files.
 Half dozen times during the apparently intcrminablc trudse to- ward Stanton David abruptly called a halt, drawing Sally off the road and over reeling, drunk looking fences into meadows or fields for | a terribly needed rest. Once, with | his head in her lap. her fingers smoothing his crisp chestnut curls 1 from his swcat-moistencI brow, he went to sleep, and she knew that I she would not have awakened him even to save herself from the or rhanagc.
 Dawn was hedccking inc cas; with tattered pink banners when the boy and girl. staggering with woarineSs and faint with hunger, caught their first glimpse of stan ton, pretty little town snugly asleep in the hush that belongs peculiarly. 10 carly Sunday morn ing only the dutiful growing of backyard roosters and the occa- sional baNng of a hound broke the stiffness.
 We've got to have food" David said abruptly. as they hcsitated for
 lornly on the outskirts of the little town. And yct l suppose the alarm has been given and the con stables arc on the look out for us. We might stop at a house that has
 no telephone - they wouldn't tc
 likely to have heard about Carson
 .but l don't like 10 arouse anyone
 this carly on Sunday morning.
 There's an eating house next to
 the station that stays open all
 night, to serve trE;n crews and
 passengers, but more than likely : the station agent has been told to keep a lookout for us.'
 . As he spoke q train Whis,lod
 shrily. The two vayfarers stood
 not a hundred yards from the rail road tracks where they crossed the
 dirt road. Sally instinctivclN
 tunred 10 flee, but David restrained
 her.
 We can't hide from everyone, Sally hc said gently. "I think our best bet is 10 act a.s if we had nothing fo hide. Remember. we've done no wrong. If Carson is dcad he brought his death upon himself He deserved what he got
 Trnstingly. Sally gave him ho' l hand, stool very small and erect ; beside him as the big engine thun' l dcred down the tracks toward them. Her face was white an( 5 drawn with fatigue but her eye: , managed a smile for David. Hi' 1 did not receive and reflect thh
 brave smile, for they were fiXcc 7 upon tho onconing train.
 ] By George, Sally, it's q csrniva ) train. Look. 'Bybee's Bigger am , Better Show I'd forgotten thu l carnival was coming. Look ovc . there, There's one of their signs" l An enormous poster. pasted upoi Q billboard, showed a nine foot gian
 
 = man, smoking a huge cigar. seated . cockily in the palm Of the giant
 vast hand. Big red type below tn n picture announccd: "Eybec's Rig r ger and Better show - Stanton n June and 1". One hundred per = formers, largest mcnascric in an
 carnival on inc road today n "I suppose they're going [ = spend Sunday hcrc,' David re l marked Then hc turned towar |. Sally. bchcl1 tho miracle of he { transformed face. Why, child. yo
 want 10 go 10 the carnival, don c you? Poor little Sally
 a His voice was so tender. s |. whimsical. so sympathetic. tf:l . tetirs filmad over the brilliar ce c . her sapphire eyes. "I won't 10 I circus once,' she said with th
 eager brcathlessncss of a chilf n "'rhe governor - he "as runnin V for office acain--scnt tickets to q all tho orphans. And. oh it va s wonderful David. We all plann"
 10 run away from the orphauaG l and lon the circus. NH talk" k phout it for weeks. but W" didn | run away. The girls didn't. moan. but on. of the big hoNs Z }, tho orphanaS" did and Ruby I'r"s Q ser. the girl ha vas sweet on. gf s postcard from him from Ne l York when thc circus was in "int' Il quarters. His name was Eddi - Cobb and-oh, the trains stopping | David, Look
 "Ycs." David shaded his cy' !, and squint"d down the railroa n track. This is spur of the mai
 road siding. they call it. l suI c pose th" carnival cars will sta < here toIay---'
 $ But for once Sally was not Ii! [ Inc,