The Birthday
Party
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By SUSAN CLAGETT
(Copyright, 1&1K. by 1 1;McClure Newspa
per Syndicate.)
A crunrh of feet upon tlie hard
snow; a gurgle of laughter ending in
a scream of delight, Blair Henderson
lifted his head, a smile upon his lips.
He glanced at his desk piled high with
work, hesitated, turned toward the
window, paused again, then walked
across the room, threw up the sash
and leaned out.
At the moment no one was in sight;
then, amid a gale of laughter, a bob
sled came from the end of the house
rushing with the lleetness of the wind
down the steeply sloping lawn. lilair
counted as the sled passed. “Where
on earth did the youngster get them
nil,” he wondered. liis gaze followed
the children out of sight then came
hack to a woman standing near the
steps leading up to the house.
Site did not turn her head and, given
the opportunity, lie watched iter in
tently noting Hie wind-blown hair;
the brilliant color of the half-seen
cheek. He was struck, too, by the per
fect poise of his sister's friend who
lmd been a guest in his home for sev
eral weeks. Absorbed in Ills work he
had scarcely noticed her before; had
shown her only such courtesy ns was
due Iter as a house guest, meeting her
only at meal time, and lately not then.
He had given this no heed. Now, ns
he watched her, lie idly wondered if
she had been away and had just re
turned. As the thought came to him
she ran quickly up the steps and into
the hall.
An hour inter a very tired little hoy
crept Into Ids uncle’s arms to tell of
Ills wonderful afternoon.
“You know, it’s my birthday, an’
Muvvor gave me a party an’ told me
! could go out Into the ‘byways and
hedges’ an’ gather ’em in, I didn't
know just what she meant. Uncle Blair
an' I didn't see no hedges an' no by
ways, but. X went out on the street an’
found Jimmy who sells papers an'
blacks shoes. He's great—and Jimmy
told me 'limit the apple hoy who lives
way off from here, an’ we went for
til in an' he told me of Bobby I turns.
He has only one leg, but Unit didn't
make any difference ’cause ids crutch
walks ns fast as the good leg. An'
coming hack we met the butcher's
hoy, and I asked him as nice ns 1
could an' when we got hack Tim was
here an’ cook's hoy and girl.”
The man laughed. “I hope your
mother had enough to eat.”
“It wns just beautiful. There was
See cream hearts an’ cakes an' said
Miches an' Ellen told us stories about
St. Valentine, 'cause I’m a Valentine
baby. Did you know that, uncle
Blair?”
Blair Iho elder drew the hoy close.
“Surely, the most wonderful valentine
1 ever heard of. But who Is ‘Ellen?”'
The boy looked surprised. “Why.
you see her every day.”
"I do? Then perhaps I don’t know
her by Hint name. But it sounds
familiar.” He thought for a moment,
diving hack Into old memories. "I had
a little sweetheart by that name. She
was just about as ldg as you and she
sent me n valentine every year until
after I went to college. I have one of
them In the back of my watch where
I can look at It now and then.” He
pulled out Ids watch, opened it and
gazed at the picture within with a
I‘endnlscent smile. “That was the
last one she sent me and 1 never heard
from her again. 1 am always looking
■ for her and sometime I hope I will
find her."
The youngster looked at the draw
ing with Interest. “Ellen’s watch lias
one, too,” he said. “A big hoy gave
it to her when she was a little girt.
Isn't It funny both of you’ve got pic
tures, only hers is lots prettier. Two
little birds, she calls them love birds,
kissing each other—-lots prettier than
those hearts with a stick running
through 'em.”
The watch closed with a snap and a
look of keen Interest crept into the
man's eyes.
“I must make the acquaintance of
this wonderful indy who tefls stories
and carries love birds about with her.
Where can we find her?”
Blair looked at Ids uucle in nston
ishmont. "Don't you really, truly
know her? She's been here a long
time. Stic did go away but came back
yesterday, nn’ she's been slidin' down
hill all mornin’. You're jokin’ Uncle
Blair."
"Do you mean Miss Fairbanks? Is
sihe 'Ellen?' "
Blair junior nodded. “An' now 1
must go an' It certainly is nice to have
birthday parties.” Slipping from Ids
uncle's knees the boy marched from
the room leaving the man In a brown
study from which he did not emerge
tiotll aroused by the opening of the
library door.
The girl paused ns she was about to
enter, then came into the room. Even
then she seemed to hesitate, he
thought, and watched her intently a*
she approached, searching for some
resemblance between this woman of
graceful bearing and the awkward but
lovable child who had grown Into Ids
heart when a youth. He offered her
Ids chair and himself stood before the
glowing Are.
He was unconscious of the Intent
ness of Ids gaze a# he searched her
face and as she did not speak at once,
he said abruptly:
“My nephew has made of my mind
n maze of memories, Miss Fairbanks.
Will y*u be so good as to push your
! hair back a trifle from your left ear.
I do not mean to lie rude, tint I waul
to Identify you, as your name is un
familiar. 1 lost a very dear friend
years ago. 1 have looked for her but
have not found her. Today Blair
tells me she may have been in my
home for weeks past.”
From the depths of her chair she
looked up at him. There was a little
smile about tier lips as she replied:
“The years have effaced the scar,
Mr. Henderson, if it is that you have
in mind.”
“Thank heaven if there is no trace
of It. 1 have always been afraid I
disfigured you for life. But without
it how am l to know that you are
really you?”
“Am I so greatly changed?”
“You have beard of the duckling
and flic swan?”
"Surely It was not as bad ns that.
Iml now that you mention it I recall
that you named me ‘duckling,’” She
laughed. “I have been wondering how
long it would take you to remember
me and when 1 entered the room I had
reached the moment when 1 despaired
of telepathy. Mr. Henderson, I must
have made of your life a burden. Boys
do not always care for adoration, and
f adored you."
“It dovelopes chivalry in Hie right
sort of a fellow,” he answered thought
fully, ns he watched her. “1 have
often wondered what became of you;
why you should have dropped so ut
terly from out my life. 1 was bewil
dered when I found you gone. I had
been so long accustomed to adoration
that It was hard to adjust myself to
the colder attitude of those about me.
You had grown into (lie very fibres of
my being. The duckling was lovable.
I missed her and I missed -the enre I
took of her, although the scars did not
attest to It. I wanted to die when 1
saw you l>lng In the snow with the
blood running down your face."
He smiled at Hie remembrance. “No
one seemed to know where your father
went after your mother's death. But
I made a covenant with myself; to
find you. I never thought of you ns
grown up. It wns always ns ray little
sweetheart, which of course was fool
ish.”
“Why. of course,” she asked sedate
ly. “Don’t you think n child can re
tain a memory?” She unpinned the
will oil banging upon her breast, open
ed it and held It so that he could see
two little birds drawn upon a scrap of
paper.
"I can match that.” He snapped Ids
own open showing two hearts pierced
by a dart. “But there was something
else.” He was showing more of ear
nestness than the occasion seemed to
demand.
The girl colored. “I have forgotten."
“Your pardon, but I think not."
She still held her watch, but ns he
spoke it fell from her fingers. Some
thing bright rolled away from II and
a slip of paper fell so HmL a Hue of
writing was visible.
Blair Henderson stooped. Ids color
rising as he picked up the trifles.
“Why did you say that you had for
gotten?" he asked. “Did you believe
the boy could know,what lie wauled
nrul not desire it as a man?" lie
looked at the tiny ring set with tur
quoise forget-me-nots; the scrap of
paper upon which was written ‘to my
wife.’ “Was that the.reason?”
“Why should I remember anything
when for four weeks I have been a
guest in your home and you did not
recognize me?”
“That is over and done with. I
know you now, although I yet do not
understand your change of name. Are
you going to play with me or will you
lie lamest and give me die chance to
show you the man is ns earnest as the
boy once was?”
“I think. Blair, the difference be
tween the man and the hoy is only a
matter of years, lie seems about the
same to me."
“And the girl? Has she changed?"
“When her father died she was
adopted by a very dear aunt and took
her name. The years made a great
difference In appearance, but other
wise she did nor alter. Old memories
were too precious to part with and she
still clings to them. I cannot play
with you, Blair. 1 am happy In the
thought that boy and man are of the
same mind, and if the little ring was
not so small 1 would be wearing it
now.”
‘That is a fault easily remedied,” he
returned, as tie drew her to him. "You
must let me have the measure of your
finger.”
Why the Blue Heron Is Funny.
Did you ever watch a great blue
heron fishing? Knee deep lie stands
in some pool, stream or bay, and no
marble statue has anything on him for
being Immovable, says the Philadel
phia ledger. Presently some member
of the finny tribe, perhaps a chap out
of class or the whole school even,
wanders by beneath the crystal depth
and—whack! The combination of long
! bent neck and dagger hill does a stunt
j that is both funny and effective and
i generally gets the fish. The entire as
| pect is peculiar and hard to describe;
! It is much like a miniature and plumed
j clothesrack with a crazy tongs at
| tachraent, the latter being lengthened
by a released watchspring. You can
see it, but merely so; no more than
that
Cross Purposes.
“Brother Hardesty, you believe in
- die efficacy of prayer, don't you?”
"Sure I do.”
“Well, some of us have been pray
ing that we may be able to raise money
enough to build a new meeting house
this year, you know."
I “Yes. and some of us has been pray
! in’ that we may be able to make the
old one last one more year; mi' that's
the prayer, Brother Keepaloug, that's
golu’ to be answered."
PEARSON TRIBUNE, PEARSON, GEORGIA, MAY 2, 1919
CHURCH DIRECTORY.
PEARSON MISSIONARY BAPTIST CHURCH.
Eider N. G. CHRISTOPHER, Pastor
Prearlilng every /Irst and third Sundays at
II o’clock a. in. and 7 o’clock »>. in.
Sunday-School cvr :/ Sunday at 4 o'clock i>.
m. W. J. TVi.un. superintendent.
Mid-week prayer service every Thursday
evening at 7 o’clock. Sunday School officers
and teachers meeting follow prayer service.
A cordial Invitation extended to all; come
and worship with us.
ST. MARYS MISSIONARY BAPTIST CHURCH.
Elder J. W. TYSON. Pastor.
Preaching every second Sunday and Satur
day before at 11 o’clock a. in. and 7 p. m.
This church is located within the eastern
corporate limits.
REFUGE PRIMITIVE BAPTIST CHURCH.
Elder L. M. GUTHRIE. Pastor.
Preaching on every second Sunday and Sat
trday before at 11 o'clock a. m.
This church is located at Sweetwater creek
wo miles north of Pearson.
A cordial welcome to all \ M ors.
FREEWILL BAPTIST CHURCHES
Elder J. B. HARRIS. Pastor.
O/.iah— Preaching on the first Sunday aiul
Saturday before at 11 mi a. m. Church is locat
'd seven miles south of Ptar.son.
Oak < .hove— Preaching on the second Sun
lay and Saturday before at li:dO a. m. The
church Is located two miles south of the Mud
reek mill.
Si nn v sii>i -ITcaohlna every third Sunday
ind Saturday before at 11:00 a. m. Church is
located three miles north of Kirkland.
UNION HILL CONGREGATIONAL CHURCH
R„v. D. J, PEARSON, Psator.
Preaching on ( very fourth Sunday and S.v
inlay before at 11 o’clock a. m.
Sunday-School every Sunday at 3 o’clock
This church Is located near Red Bluff creek,
tur miles southeast of Poarson.
You will be welcome at all services.
PEARSON CHARGE
lETHOGIST EPISCOPAL CHURCH SOUTH
Rev. W. C. RAIIN, Pantor in Charge.
PKA US')N—Preaching at 11:00 a. m. and 7. m
it. in. on the second and fourth Sundays,
lifth Sunday 7:30 Sunday-School every Sunday
ut8:00 p. m.David Kirkland, Superintendent.
\lkl-week prayer-meeting on Wednesdays at
7:00 p. m.
WKSLF.Y ( 'll A PEI.—-Preaching on the first
-Umda.vs, 11:00 a. m.Saturday before. Sunday-
School every Sunday’. .1. W. Roberts. Supt.
SWKKTWATKlt —Preaching on the first
Sundays at 8;M0 p. m. Sunday-School every
unday. Mrs. Minute rorbltt, Supt.
iv IRK LAN 1 >— Preaching on sect md and forth
Sundays at S::to i>. nn Sunday School c\ cry
undav. Mrs. C. W. Corbitt, supt.
LI YK OAK—Preaching on third Sundays
it Too p. m. and lifth Sunday at 11:00 a. m.
m. Sunday-School every snr.duy. H. W.
Corbitt, Supt.
RRIIXIKS CHAPKIr-Piv u-l • the third
Sunday at 11:00 a. in. and satu:d ty hofou at
11:00a m. Sunday-School every sunm.y. .1. L.
Palu.rd, Supt.
Profess ioqqi ! -’quels.
TAIAIAUGE S. \\ r- \,
Attorney and Cot .\. keor,
Pearson, (Jeorgia.
Wilt .in a wni ral imwtk'e.
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Ing with Mr. H. T. \ 111.11.
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Mr. Dickerson will lie In otllee every. Thurs
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BEN.!. T. ALLEN
ATTORNEY VXD (Oi XSI’.I.oR
offices in the Allen building,
Pearson, Georgia.
Will do a general practice in state and Fed i
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