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THE C1TIZKN, FKIDAY, DRO. 10, 1010
Roll of
HONOR
'M. LEE BRAMAN
ENFIELD'S
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Town Calls.
Attention is called to the S I HENGT)
of the
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T H 1. 1. (i It A M from Chris
tophi r." siitd Mrs. Liitlmi-r
ilinis'inK Iter licail wltliln tlif
uu'ii library door nuil rend
Iuk from tlit .M'llow slip In her linml.
" 'Siiowlioiind. Will arrive late this
evening. Don't sit up.' "
"Thoughtful Christopher," murmur
cti Dick Mason from the depths of his
easy chair.
"Poor old Chris what luck!" cried
Amy, while Alice murmured to liei
lover, "I ntn so anxious that you
should meet Christopher, Uick."
"Pray, who Is Christopher? Tell me.
that 1, too, may lie distraupht at his
nonarrlval," drawled Penlleld, survey
Inn tlie love stricken Dick and his be
trothed with some disgust and turning
to Amy, who was viewing him with
unmistakable relish.
"Christopher ISrowning is our cous
in." she replied, with a wicked look
at' her sister. "The dearest fellow!
"Writes, you know."
"1 didn't know," murmured Penticld
apologetically.
"Well. Chris does write for the pa
pers, magazines or anything that will
take the stuff."
"II-ni-m:"
Amy looked at him from mirth brim
med eyes. She was dressing a doll
for the cook's little niece, and she tied
a pink bow on the flaxen curls and
then adndred the effect with audible
satisfaction.
"Isn't she too sweet? Now I'm go
ing down to the village to leave this
at Mrs. Lef's, and you may come, too,
Mr. Penfleld, for the way Is long and
the night is stormy."
Penlleld arose with alacrity. Any
thing was better than sitting before
the cheery lire and staring at the pho
tograph of the girl he loved unwisely
and trying to summon courage to ask
carelessly whom the picture represent
I'd. Didn't he know?
When they reached the front door
Amy ran back to the library, and he
beard the rise and fall of her shrill
girlish voice as she expostulated with
her sister. It was evident that she
gained her point, for when she re
turned she was smiling and her eyes
were as bright us the snow crystals
sparkling under the radiance from the
wide open door.
They plunged into the softly falling
whiteness, and Penlleld bared his head
to the cold fresh air and endeavored to
thrust aside the burden that lay heavi
ly upon his heart.
"Such an Ideal Christmas eve!" said
Amy. "When I was a little girl"
"Oh. WHEN!" Interrupted .lack
mockingly.
"WHEN I was a little girl." insisted
Amy serenely, "I used to believe that
something wonderful must happen on
Christinas eve. I would watch at the
window and look for a messenger to
nrrive with marvelous news or expect
that a long lost uncle would appear
and shower gifts upon us. Hut it never
hannened. Nothing wonderful ever
does happen to me," she added, with a
sigh that was mufiled in a mist of fly
lug (lakes.
"Time enough for things to happen
when you are grown up, child," Jack
said gravely, and then, arousing lilm
self from the unpleasant thoughts that
vampire-lilte, seemed to cling to him, he
added: "Come! A race to the corner!"
They reached It laughing and breath
less,
Later, when they had returned and
were sitting before the Are, each wait
ing for the other to make a bedtlmo
start, .lack remarked lazily:
"When do you expect Mr. Browning
to nrrlve?"
Amy giggled, Dick looked amused,
and Alice and her mother exchanged
glances of distress.
"Oh, anv time before midnight, I
suppose," replied Alice, with evident
constraint. "We will not sit up the
arrival of .the train Is too uncertain
One of us will hear the bell and come
down."
"I was about to volunteer to sit up
and wait for him," said Jack. "I am
In a wakeful mood tonight."
"Heiiily, Mr. Penlleld," began Mrs,
I.atlmer anxiously, when Amy inter
rupted her eagerly:
"Oil, mother, let him sit up if he
wishes to. We can get up nnd greet
Chris afterward, but there Is no use In
all of us sitting here like owIb until
that train comes in. It may not arrive
for hours yet, and Peters will bo wait-
lug at the station with tlio sleigh, so
Chris will be all right."
"Very well, dear. It doesn't seem
.mite fair to Chris," remarked Mrs,
Latimer gravely, "but you may settle
that between yourselves."
"Perhaps I'd better go with Peters,1
said Dick. "I am ashamed that I did
not think cK doing so before."
"Oh, Peters has gone," said Mrs. Lat
liner. "I thought It best for him to be
there In case the train should arrlv
earlier than expected."
"It' not a particularly bad night,
Mrs. Latimer," said Penfleld reassur
Ingly. "Miss Amy and 1 got along
famously. The snow is very light and
soft, and It Is not particularly cold.
Of course down In the valley at San
derson, where the train Is stalled, it
has drifted, and that 1ms caused the
blockade. Mr. Drowning will not mind
the adventure unless he Is an Invalid. '
lie added doubtfully.
"Oh. Chris Is quite robust," replied
Mice sweetly. "Now that It is settled
Mr. Penfleld is to remain up to greet
aur cousin suppose wo hang the stock
ings nnd go to bed. We must deposit
Dur gifts on the table here, and mother
will fill the stockings nt some we sum"
hour, as usual. When Chris arrives
mother and I will come down and give
the child something to eat. You must
keep up a rousing lire, Mr. Penfleld."
Depend on me for that." returned
.lack.
There was much running to and fro
tnd a great deal of merriment as the
stockings were hung in the wide old
chlnineyplece. Then each one brought
gifts carefully wrapped and lnbeled.
and with many attempts at secrecy
they were heaped upon the library ta
ble. I'Mnally, with warm exchange
of Christmas wishes, Mrs. Latimer and
her daughters withdrew, leaving the
two men alone before the Are.
When Dick Mason had llnlshed his
cigar he. too. sought his room, and
then Penfleld kept his lonely vigil. U
was 11 o'clock, and the storm was
abating. The soft spat of snow against
the window nanes had ceased, and
'DID YOU TAKE THAT
there wns an occasional tinkle of sleigh
bells from the hlghwny which pro
claimed that belated Christmas shop
pers were venturing out.
Penlleld stnred moodily nt the pic
ture of the girl he loved. It stood on
the mantelshelf, framed In silver. It
portrayed a girl In riding dress with
one arm thrown over tho neck of a
horse, wnoso nose muzzled her othet
hand. She was a wide eyed, soft fea
tured girl, with dark hair parted In the
middle and topped by a broad felt hat.
Her rouud chin was lifted above the
low collar of her white blouse, and
from tho crown of her hat to the tips
of her riding boots she appeared the
embodiment of life, health nnd love.
Yet love she had withheld from Jack
Penfleld. He wns thinking of that now
as he sat there thinking how strange
It was that ho should have found hex
picture in tho home of his cousin's
ilnncee, umong people whom ho had
never before mot, but who had greeted
him warmly as Dick Mason's cousin
and had taken him into their midst a
one of themselves. lie had come out
of the west a fortnight before out ol
tho west whero ho had inudo his home
for years n way from Iho open life ol
tho plains, tho free nlr of Montana,
where ho was king on his own ranch,
to tho overclvlllzed east, whero to
slmpU) henrtcd Jack Penlleld God
seemed shut up In the stuffy brick
and stone churches, In the wild fret
west God was everywhere. That was
his fancy.
lie had come east bccalise a girl had
lmplnnted the germ of restlessness
within him a restlessness that for
bade him peace of mind until ho could
persuade her to reconsider her de
cision. The picture before him was an
enlargement of one he had taken him
self with a pocket camera. Its dupli
cate In miniature was folded In his
letter case next his heart. In the
spring Kitty Drown bad come to the
west to visit his neighbors, the CInrks.
She was a writer, one who was tired
nnd whose body nnd soul needed relax
ation. She found It under the free
blue sky as she skimmed over the
ranges side by side with Jack Pen
fleld, their fleet horses ever In harmony
with the spirits of the young riders,
nnd It Is true she found something be
sides relaxation in the eyes of Jack
Penfleld when the dny came for her
to return to her enslaving pen.
"Ion do not understand," she had
told him. "I could not give up my
work, nud I do not love you as much as
I love that. You can see," she had
added with that frank smile of hers,
"that my love Is a divided one, and
you cannot nccept that?"
"No," he had replied gravely, "I can
not accept a divided love." And so
they had turned their horses' heads
homeward, und their parting had been
a wnrm hand clasp and that was all.
That was all Jack Penlleld had to
think and dream about. The great
PICTURE, KITTY?"
eastern city swallowed her up. ITe
had not asked for her address, but us
the months went by und brilliant au
tunin clulmed the land, and the broad
plain nnd distant rnnges changed color
uuder her hard, cold touch, ho grew'
restless, and finally In December he
arranged his affairs, and, leaving his
foreman in charge of tho Bar T out
lit, ho had come to New York to find
Kitty Drown. He nnd been too prmd
and reserved to nsk for Information
from her friends, tho CInrks, and his
quest for the girl hu loved had been
quite hopeless. Then he had dropped
In uikhi his cousin Dick Mason, who
had picked him up and carried him ofl
for tho holidays to tho country iomc
of the Latlmers, nnd here he i was
with tho first clew to Kitty Drown
staring him In the face. He Hilt no
elation now, for with tho nearness ol
her discovery camo the thought' that
she would send him away again. Nov
crtheless he determined that ho vvould
unbosom himself to sweet, motherly
Mrs. Latimer In tho morning. j
There was a tlnklo of slclgibells
drawing nearer, tho faint sound iof an
arrival at tho door,- and ho huJtened
to his feet to greet tho coming Htran
gcr, whom he had almost forgotten.
Tho hall door closed softly, anil then
tho tloor or tno iinrnry was ifusiied
gently opcu and a slim, dark clud fig
ure, with arms brimming over with
packages, slipped Into the room und
tltpn pnnscd nbruptly as Penlleld nfl
vupqed. "Mr. Drowning" Jack stopped
short and stared with unbelieving
eyes.
The girl laughed softly, nnd there
was Joy In her eyes ns she raised them
to his.
"WIIEUE did you -come from?" she
asked, dropping her parcels to tin'
table aud extending both gloved little
hands.
"From (he Dar T," he replied la
conically, holding her hands lirtnly In
his great brown palms.
"Explain why you are here of nil
places. 1 left you riding tho ranges In
Mont.mil, nnd 1 see you again in the
country home of my cousins, and you
call me Mlt. Drowning!" she said,
withdrawing her hands and removing
the heavy cloak that enveloped her.
"1 was expecting Christopher Drown
ing. 1 was sitting up for him. I wns
surprised when you entered."
"I am Christopher Drowning," she
said saucily. "Don't dare to tell me
that you did not know THAT!"
"I didn't know it," he admitted hum
bly. "1 know you as Kitty Drown"
"Oh, the Clarks always abbreviated
It. And so you did not know you were
waiting for me?" she said musingl.
drawing nearer the lire and holding
her hands to the comforting warmth.
"I've been waiting for you ever situ e
you left the ranges, Kitty," he said
gravely.
She turned away suddenly, and her
voice shook slightly ns she replied. "I
told you that you must not."
"I cannot help It, Kitty. You must
know" he began, drawing nearer to
her.
"You may help me distribute my
gifts," sho snld quickly, recovering bet
composure, "and while we are Oiling
the stockings you must tell me how
you came to make the mistake in my
name and why you, Instead of my af
fectlonnte cousins, are waiting for iiv
now."
Jack told his story while the girl dis
tributed the parcels she had brought
among the limp stockings. There wns
even a gift for the capacious sock thai
represented Dick Mason's Christmas.
"1 have nothing for yours, Mr. Pen
Ue!d," she said, regretfully surveying
the remaining empty sock.
"A little note saying that you h:u
changed your mind" he began.
"But 1 haven't changed my mind.'
she murmured faintly.
"Are you sure?" he insisted. "Your
eyes, Kitty, betrayed you when yon
came into this room. You WERE glrnl
to see me. Say that you will go bacli
to the Dar T with me In tho spring."
She hesitated. "Oh, there Is some
thing In the sock," she said evasivel
and she stepped forward nnd, thrust
Ing a hand Into the toe, brought forth
a small card, which she extended to
ward rcnlleld.
He took It and glanced at the oppo
site side. He uttered an exclamation
of surprise. Then he held It out to
her.
She took it reluctantly. As she look
ed n warm flush spread over her face,
and she cried Impulsively, "Why, that's
mine!"
It was a snapshot of the muster of
the Bar T ranch standing In the cor
ral, surrounded by hundreds of horned
cattle.
"Did you take that picture. Kitty?"
asked Jack eagerly.
She nodded shumefacedly.
"How did It get In there?" he nsked.
with n puzzled look.
A merry voice culled from the door
way: "I found It on the tloor of your
room, Christopher Kit, cnrefully wrap
ped In tissue paper, nfter you went
homo nt Thauksglvlng. Of course T
recognized Mr. Penfleld when he nr
'rlved yesterday, and and I wanted
something wonderful to hnppen on
Christmas eve, and for the first timi1
In my life It has happened. And that's
all, except merry Christmas both!'
"Bless the child!" murmured .lad:
happily, gathering the abashed Chris
topher into his arms.
"That's what 1 say, too," she whl
pcred softly.
Not the Christmas Spirit.
"It isn't the presents It's the spirit.'
said January Jones, the millionaire
miner of Goldfleld, apropos of Christ
mas. "I was in n jewelry shop last
January, aud something that tool
place there showed mo that with too
many of us the Christmas spirit Is not
the proper ono. I was tnlklng to tlie
proprietor. Ono of tho clerks stepped
up excitedly, his oyes beaming with
(ho hope of it big sale.
" 'Sny, boss,' he whispered, 'give iw
tho key to the safe. There's a lady
wants a solitaire Just like the ono slu'
has on. Hho thinks It will be fun to
have two rings nllke.'
The proprietor did not bring forth
the key. Ho only shook his head nnd
said sadly:
" 'Don't waste any tlmo on her. The
ring sho has on is n Christmas present,
nnd she only wants to find out what It
cost.' "
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PLEAS OF WAYNE COUNTY,
STATE OF PENNSVLVAAl .
NO. TERM. 19U
In re petition of Louis Hcaly
for satisfaction of morucntv.
A petition of the above n tuber
and term has been c - ntt J to
said Court praying thi't a in"' -age
given by John Slioust-. Henry W
Shonse, and Francis T Slio to
William Shouse dated Dcic.0tr 2
1S.14, for the payment of ?i 000 00
recorded in Wayne County n ,lirt.
gage Book 5, page 215. etc and
against certain lands In the ( oun
tles of Pike and Wayne ns described
in said mortgage, be satisfied of rec
ord because It Is legally prcaamcd
to have been pnld. All persons In
terested are notified to appear In
said Court Monday, January 10.
1911, at 9 o'clock a. m. and show
cause why said mortgage shall not
bo satisfied of record and the lien
thereof discharged.
M. LEE BRAMAN, Sheriff.
Laurence H. Watres,
Attorney.
602 Connell Building,
Scranton, Pa. 99eoM
IN THE COURT OF COMMON
PLEAS OF WAYNE COUNTY,
STATE OF PENNSYLVANIA.
NO. TERM, 1910.
In re petition of Louis W. Healy
for satisfaction of mortgage.
A petition of the above number
and term has been presented to
said Court praying that a mortgage
given by James M. Porter and Wil
liam Shottse to Charles Pemberton
Fox dated Oct. 28. 1840, for the
payment of $5500. 00, recorded in
Wayne County in Mortgage Book 4,
page 40, and against certain lands In
the Counties of Pike and Wayne as
described In said mortgage, be satis
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show cause why said tnortgage shall
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lien thereof discharged-.
M. LEE BRAMAN. Sheriff
Laurence H. Watres,
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