American messenger . ied archly. Not at all, Orrin hastened to ex-plain. I only wanted to be sure thatyou did, for he is a civil man and ofconsiderable importance of some kind, Iam sure. Funny though that he shouldbe bowing to people along the road. O, the tragedy of that last evening inthe dear old home! They sat in theirplaces by the center table, but in spiteof themselves there was silence, deepand heavy. Their thoughts went backto the happy time so long ago whenthey had come after their marriage intothis house and had sat in this very , even, Orrin had been born, andthroughout his
American messenger . ied archly. Not at all, Orrin hastened to ex-plain. I only wanted to be sure thatyou did, for he is a civil man and ofconsiderable importance of some kind, Iam sure. Funny though that he shouldbe bowing to people along the road. O, the tragedy of that last evening inthe dear old home! They sat in theirplaces by the center table, but in spiteof themselves there was silence, deepand heavy. Their thoughts went backto the happy time so long ago whenthey had come after their marriage intothis house and had sat in this very , even, Orrin had been born, andthroughout his life had known no otherhome. Of childhood days they dreamed,and saw themselves hand in hand com-ing from the village school, lovers eventhen. Had they not, they thought, de-served something better for their oldage ? Was it not a cruel providence thatwas driving them from their home andfriends? Such thoughts would obtrudein spite of their efforts to maintain aspirit of resignation. Molly. said Orrin at last, breaking. Have You Ever Suspected that the cause of various an-noying ills might lie in thedaily cup of tea or coffee? A sure and easy way out ofCoffee and tea troubles is toshift to Instant Postum Theres no caffeine noranything harmful in this de-lightful, pure food-drink—just the nourishing goodnessof wheat. Postum has put thousandsof former tea and coffeedrinkers on the Road toWellville. Theres a Reason the long and painful silence, it seemsthat sometime or somewhere I have metthat stranger that came on the have thought of it repeatedly ever since1 saw him; it is like a dream; some-thing in his voice, looks and mannerseems familiar but somehow I cannotplace him. There was a tap on the door and an-swering it, Orrin saw before him thestranger of whom he had been speak-ing. Orry, exclaimed the caller, youdont know me! I am Sammy Haw-kins. The two old men looked eagerlyat each other for a few moments andthen fell into an embrace. After the surprise and the pleasu
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