Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1934-07-12
An Unexpected
Reunion
g. by Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.
WNU Service
BY GRACE BLAIR

ASs uhoiNiuSu dllcullOu VI ueT uuS-
band.
Larry, there is an advertisement
here which simply fits like glove into
our scheme for living more econom-
fcally."
Fire away, you young schemer,"
advised Larry.
There's an elderly man here who
will give a couple his house, rent free,
If they have their own furniture and
will let him live with them as one of
the family. I'd be more than glad to
wait on him and perhaps we could
with u.s."
He might be a terrible old man."
cautioned Larry.
But next day, Gloria, looking very
sweet and charming went out to inter-
view Mr.. Dixon.
MIR. Dixon was an elderly man who
carried his years well. His expression
was gentle, for he was a gentleman
from his silver hair to his we'll pol
lished slippers but his eyes were that
peculiar blue which can, if necessary,
turn to points of hard steel.
He liked Gloria. She was the only
one of the many applicants for the
house that he really fancied.
Friends" he told her quite frankly,
have been kind enough to give me
this house and / want to live in it IL
possible. Do you think you could make
an old man feel at home with you and
your husband Home is the most won
derful place on this earth-if it is
really home"
''Oh," exclaimed Gloria. 81 feel /
could call you Daddy Dixon right
away" Her soft eyes filled with
tears. do you-a-like me?"
My DEAR" said Daddy Dixon, "you
and your husband can move down this
afternoon if you want to-that's how
much like YOU"
So Larry and Gloria moved out to
Daddy Dixon's quaint house with its
bit of garden and during the settling
of the furniture there was a slight
dispute.
NO" Gloria's tone was very final,
1--WE simply will not take that lovely
bed room overlooking your garden.
The incest room in the house Is for
Daddy Dixon or no one"
I'm not used to being bossed about
by women folks" smiled Dixon and
there was the softest of lights in his
blue eyes, you see I've never mar
ried."
And Gloria knew without any more
being said that Daddy Dixon was be-
ing true to some loved one-some rO-
nance Of the past.
The arrangement was more than
successful and even Larry felt that
to be living under the influence Of q
man so gentle and yet so firm was a
great privilege and he often wondered
what had brought Dixon down in the
financial world. They never however
spoke of these intimate matters
And when all was nicely settled
Aunt Sue was invited down. She had
persistently refused to make her home
with Larry and Gloria saying that
youngsters were better off by them
selves and she continued her lonely
existence.
Larry brought Aunt Sue out on the
train with him. Aunt Sue seemed al
ways to be dreaming of a past and in
the depths of her clear brown eyes
was a glow so steady as to make the
younger generation wonder what it
meant.
Daddy DiXton and Gloria rushed from
the house when they saw the two COM
ing in the garden gate and they met
just half way up the old tagged path.
Aunt Sue was Rugged up in GlOria's
arms so swiftly that she and Daddy
Dixon did not at first glimpse one an
other.
Then:
"Sue-Sue my DEAR"
"Donald-my own Donald" and Aunt
Sue promptly swayed and would have
fallen but that Dixon's arm was swift
as lightning and strong as steel.
He waved Larry aside. "No-they
took her from me once-she's mine
now" and carried Aunt Sue tenderly
into the house.
Larry turned to Gloria. what are
you crying about, old girl?" he asked
but his voice stuck in his throat In
his effort to sound manly about it all.
He took his wife within his arms and
together they followed into the cot
tage.
They stood for a second only in the
doorway Of the big living room. Daddy
Dixon was down on his knees beside
the Chesterfield and Aunt Sues wisp
of lace handkerchief was In his hand.
He was brushing very softly some
thing from the eyes of the silver
headed Sue and her white hand flut-
tered against his cheek.
Gloria and Larry tiptoed away.
A scant week later, when there was
a golden band on Aunt Sues finger and
Daddy Dixon was very proud and very
happy he pieced in the bits Of the
story that rounded up in his having
advertised for some one to live with
him.
Il had a score of relatives who were
fighting like tigers to get my money"
he told them "hypocrites, all of them.
1t was the generation from which they
sprung who tore my loved one from
me-my own Sue here-and made I'D