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Caswell Puffs Pin-Curls 11:10 Harnessm aka Moderate patiently eaten. the dishes that were set before him till one Sunday morn- lng he revolted‘ at the usual corned beef hash. or bacon and eggs. He de- clined to eat her breakfast and sought Miss Pollock and gave notice that he would leave. He gave, among other reasons for his doing so. that he was about to he married. Anastasia 'Pollcck's head went up proudly. Fire came to her blue eyes. “Biddy.” she said smoothly. “ask Mrs. Jasfier if she will have some more corned beef bash!" J Each day in the week brought its allotted hill of fare. and there was no wavering from this rule. As her moth- er had ordered so Miss Anastasia car- ried on the house when the mantle fell upon her delicate shoulders. This rebellion of Abel Durham was the outcome of several years of hope- ful waiting for a change. Now he had not only given up his pleasant front room with the open fireplace. but he had told Miss Pollock he was to be married. How to make good this last mesa-ow... _ reckless statement was puzzling the usually tranquil mind of the bachelor. Abel Durham had not courted a girl for twenty years. not since he had left Telfleet village to enter business life in the great city. “1 will do it. i’ve got to make good." said Abel. with a sickly smile. as he boarded his car and rode to the railroad station. He bought a ticket for Telfleet and took his place in the stuffy. cindery coach that the railroad company considered good enough for the little single track Telfleet branch. “Whoooo-eeee-e-eâ€"e-e!" shrieked the engine as it wound away among the hills toward Telfleet. Abel Durham looked out of the Win- dow and noted the familiar landmarks as the train rumbled through villages, over bridges or skirted the river bank in its - progress. Suddenly a large mountain overshadowed them. mvuukuâ€" v “Telfleet mountain.” murmured Abel without joy in his tones. Since he had left the home of his boyhood all his family had moved to the far west. so that Abel was not going home to any near relatives. Per- haps there were distant cousins. but it might be they were dead or had forgotten him. Abel Durham was bound on a sin- gular errand. He was going back to Telfleet to try to resurrect one of his old romances. He had told Miss Pollock he was to be married. and married he must be. His busy life had left no room for sen- timent. and so he perforce must fall back upon the half finished romances of his young manhood. There was pretty Amy Cox. She had given him a pink rose when he left Telfleet and told him she would wait for himâ€"a hundred years if necessary! Somehow Abel had forgotten all about Amy in the rush of business. They had corresponded for awhile. and now he couldn‘t remember who had been the first to stop writing. “Telfleet!” called the brakeman. The station stage backed down, and the driver yelled to him: “Stage! All â€"ynp!" 'lbel climbed into the long. swaying vehicle and rattled around in its emptiness as the big white horses bore ; them through the village streets at a i helter skelter pace. I “Where you want’ to go?” called the I driver from a corner of his mouth. “Philander Cox’s place." replied Abel. turning red. “Up mountain way.” muttered the man as if for his own information. The stage whirled perilously around the corner by the postoffice and rat- tled along the road that ran by the river bank. At last they began to climb the mountain toward a white house perched among the oaks. “Whoa-yup!" called the driver. and Abel paid his fare and dismounted. The stage rattled down the mountain. and Abel went into the yard of the familiar place. _ The same boxwood borQered the paths. and the same roses bloomed, and the same bees tumbled in and out of the blossoms. He felt a boy once more as he settled his necktie and started toward the house. ”A pretty girl sitting on the 'steps of the house arose as he approached}, “v uw‘ “Abel Durham stood with his Eat In his hand. his eyes staring at this rein- carnation of Amy Cox' 3 youth- How on a sin- “Here sâ€"here‘s an old gentleman to see somebody " she ended crudely and then tied in the direction of the gate. where a young man in a red necktie was suddenly waiting to take her to drive in a shining new buggy. “Old gentleman !" Abel Durham turn- ed crimson at the opprebrioug term. V“ v--â€"-~'â€" The front door opened and a faded little woman came out drying her hands on her gingham apron. She had obviously just concluded washing the Sunday dinner dishes. and she sank into the nearest rocking chair with a weary sigh. removing her apron and tossing it aside ail in one swift gee- “Howdy do?" she queried without in- terest as she surveyed Abel's immacu- late figure "Won‘t you éit down a spell? Pa’ 3 0\ er to Westwood today. I guess you re the new prezu her from North Telfleet aiu t you. 9" Abel Durham stared at her. This faded little gray haired Woman was the mother of the girl he had taken for Amy. So this must be Amy. Amy must be married! A chill feeling took: possession of his well ordered being, and he suddenly thought of his room at Miss Pollock's, and a great fear assail- ed him that Miss Anastasia might rent the room to some one else before he re- turned. 9‘0- u‘awv “I'm not the new preacher." he said. with a sickly smile. "I’m Abel Dur- ham. Don't you remember me?" The woman sat up and peered down at him from Amy Cox’s beautiful blue eyes. "Abel :l)urh:un!“ she gasped at last. “To think uf your ('utching me like this! I’d never have known you- ‘- ‘U’ U”. .V â€"-â€"â€"wâ€" nu: And it Is a significant fact that the: .w Durhams never will permit a dish of} h. corned beef bash at their cosy broth! .5: tasttablo; “H‘- ww' U , “Glad to see you. Come in When- ever yon’re passing by." invited Mrs. Fenlow ambiguously. “Jamie. What are you up to in there?" She darted inside the house. and Abel Durham took advantage of her absence to de- part. He hurried do“ 11 the mountain road. panting and pulling with the unaccus- tomed exe1t1onHe overtook the shin- ing new buggy and noted with a’ sic k- ening recollection of his own lost youth that the young man in the red necktie had his arm around pretty Amy’ 5 slen- der waist. He heard the girl giggle as be rushed past them in a cloud of dust raised by his own hurried feet. . “-~- v Along by the river bank he overtook the stage making its lazy way toward the station. and be buried himself in its musty depths with a sigh of relief. All the way back to the city his mind was busy with plans for'the future. so that when in the quiet of the Sun« day evening he presented himself at Miss Anastasia Pollock’s parlor door he was not only immaculately garbed. but his mindfiwas set in order as well. ”uh lull” w- “wax v _ -â€" Anastasia Was reading by the light lending a fictitious glow to her pale cheeks. Her fair hair was slightly loosened and softened the sharp out- lines drawn by relentless time. u-..- -v vâ€"â€" v- . For a moment Abel Durham watched her a queer little feeling of wanting to protect Anastasia from the storms of life disturbing his heart. Remove Miss Pollock from this boarding house atmosphere. place her in a charming home. let her rest and rest againâ€" why, Anastasia would be handsome! He longed to do it. and the desire had been born in him way back there on the mountain. when he had realized that it was too late to take up the broken threads of youth. The threads of his middle age were interwoven with the threads of Anastasia Pollock’s life. To- gether they would make a fabric o£_ 55y and éilver, with the rosy thread of romance running through! “Oh, Mr. Durham!” fluttered Anasta- sia as he closed the door and came for- “I can’t go away. Miss Pollock." said Abel firmly. ' “You said you were going to be mar- ried." murmured Anastasia. “l sup- pose you’ll want to bring the lady here?” Abel shook his head. “I shall never marry any one unless you will have me. Miss Pollock, Anas- tasia. I should say.” he said. “1 hope you don’t mind it I call you Anasta am '2“ It took the bewildered Anastasia 'a half hour to understand that Abel Dar» ham really meant what he said. and then she drooped her tired head and said that Abel might call her anything he liked. \. «I‘ll call you wife. then.” said Abel boldly as he kissed her cheek. fat!" “if? f‘,"‘7li"‘.‘:?kfiF<’-*3g%"fi%'i'7i‘ g . r _ _ ..- ‘1‘” fi 1“ _ , .‘ K .‘. :omcua: ‘ _ ', 1" 1‘ . 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