The Coolidge examiner., 1934-06-08

advice. She was surprised when be
came for her the following after
noon IN secondhand roadster
very much the worse for wear.
is this bad enoughT' be asked
with n shecplsh grin.
Il, looks sort OF friendly. ]
think"
Hop tn Hugh aunE open the
door. wen see how fast she can
travel
They named the car "Horailus"
"But why 'Horatius'Y Doctor
Ballard asked when he was invited
out In iron, of the house for an
after supper inspection.
We'll. you see. Father jamie
made haste 10 explain. "It stalled
on the white Marsh bridge and
Hugh couldn't start Il and the cars
coming the other way couldn't pass
So we decided we'd name II 'Hora.
tius'."
Doctor Ballard laughed.
whether or not the humble ap.
pearance OF Horatius had anything
20 DO with the gradual change
from resentment 90 acceptance.
Hugh was never able 10 decide
The Miller twin. however. certainly
dld. Hugh rushed into the Miller
kitchen one afternoon 20 end the
child purple and pop-eyed. appar.
entity choking 20 death. without,
waiting TO ask questions Hugh
selred the little fellow. up-ended
him and shook him vigorously. A
piece of hard candy rolled down 70
the aoor. Two minutes later the
child. turned right side up. was
sobhlng quietly In his mothers
nrrnA
This exhibition OF medical skin
could not have occurred In a more
ausplcious place. Mrs. Miller. the
elder. was a tireles1 bearer OF news
Before night all the Square. and .
considerable portion of the sur.
rounding territory. had been in
formed that "the young doctor" had
saved the Miller twins life. Hugh
Was the hero OF the day.
jamie favored hlm with a glimpse
OF her wide gay smile 1T win
make a difference. You walt and
See
II did make a difference. Hugh
recognized the change in the atInos-
phere. !, pleased him to a sur
prlslng degree lie wondered very
often why he cared whether they
liked him or not lie would be
here only for q year. This was
merely an interlude. II had moth
Ink To do with his future failure or
success
But be did care. Pride. he sup
posed. and his admiration for Doc
tor Ballard Then. too. there was
jamie.
I'm living up 10 you he said
one evening when she told him that
Father was proud OF the way he
was getting on.
"Mer Her eyes opened wide.
-You stick pretty close TO that
playground" His voice was teasing
and tender. too. 1T isn't a picnic
In weather like this"
Sometimes ! hate H." jamie con-
fessed- But I'd be ashamed TO
quilt"
That's what I like about you.
JAMIE" Hugh lazIly swayed the
hammock You're the most down.
right and honest young person
know"
I Honest, jamie was stricken with
remorse. She thought OF Cella's pho
tograph waiting 10 be called for at
the glft-shop uptown. Honest! She
blessed the concealIng shadows and
made a stern resolve.
The next afternoon she left the
playground early. When she reached
home she went directly into the
living room Presently, CelIa's pho
tograph, the glass restored and the
silver shining. stood on the shelf OF
the old-fashloned square piano. Be
meath IL JAMIE arranged lllles-of-
ihe-valley in a low crystal bowl.
She was grasping the nettle In her
own whole-hearted fashion.
After supper. she led Hugh into
the living room. He was provok-
ingly slow about noticing the pho
tograph- He wandered almlessly
around the room until jamie wanted
TO scream. At last. in desperation.
she seated herself on the plano
bench and struck a few wrong
notes.
is this the tune" she asked.
knowing very well that Il wasn't.
"of the song you were playing last
night7"
Lord. no! Do you call that