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Thursday, March' 12, 1914. THE INLAND Eleifte- •11•••,•••••••••. PAGE TlytEE OliviaWrim Package And the Secret It Revealed By CLARISSA MACKIE •VrIVVVIIVVVITYVVVVVVVVIP VW* The red auction flag fluttered from a tree over the front gate and told to the village Of Wayboro that the household effects of the late Zebedee. Vaitfe would be sold to,the highest bidder. Ada Paine, a niece of, the dead man and his only known representative and heir, was here, there and everywhere. whispering a word of advice to one concerning some especially choice ar- ticle, finding a comfortable seat for some good gossip of the neighborhood or detailing her own future plans to an Interested group of listeners. Miss Paine had been Zebedee's house- keeper for fifteen years preceding his death. It was Ada who had soothed the old man's last hours, and some people said that Ada Paine was now reaping the reward for which she had so ar- dently labored. Others said that young Zebedee Paine would never anive left home and lost his life in the sea if it had not been for his black eyed cousin Ada's sharp tongue. Olivia Deering walked slowly up the path and bent her head to enter the low, old fashioned doorway. She was a tall, stately woman with abundant brown hair lightly flecked with gray at the temples; her skin was clear and rosy and her hazel eyes shining and lustrous. She wore a simple white , lawn dress and a plain hat. People turned and stared and nodded at Olivia, and many of them wondered how many years had passed since Olivia' had been under that roof. It was known that once she had called to see old Mr. Paine concerning the re- ported death of his son, and it was ru- mored that Olivia had not been permit- 'THANK GOD, I HAVE RETURNED IN TIME!' ted to see old Zebedee and that Ada Paine had sent her away with burning cheeks and anguished eyes. Since then Olivia Deering and Ada Paine had not been on speaking terms. Now Ada's black brows drew togeth- er in a frown when she saw Olivia's dignified form moving through the crowd. \Some folks ain't got any sense of, delicacy,\ sneered Ada in a stage whisper. \I expect likely she wants to buy some of little Zebedee's belongings for a keepsake,\ tittered, Louise Ramsell t the sharp tongued village dressmaker. \There ain't going to be any personal belongings put under the hammer,\ said Ada hastily, not knowing that at that very moment the auctioneer's zealous assistant had just dug out from a biding place in the garret an old mahogany Workbox which had be- longed to Mrs. Zebedee Paine and which, Ada had hidden there herself long years ago. And in the next room to the one in which Ada was now whispering to Louise. Ramsell Olivia Deering was watchialg the auctioneer with a pallid face aS he held the mahogany workbox high in the air above the curious crowd. \And now this here mahogany box. locked fast, to be sold sight unseen. What am I offered?\ As in a dream Olivia lived the neXt few moments. She heard her own voice bidding steadily against that of some unknown person. For some un- explainable reason she wanted that workbox more than anything in the world. Then, because Wayboro folk preferred to know just what they we. buying and very many of them pos- sessed ancient workboxes similar to the one offered for sale. the other bid- der dropped out, and Olivia found her- self the possessor of it for the sum of $3.40. Somehow after this purchase Olivia's Interest in the sale ended, and. wrap- ping the box in her light ,summer shawl, she left the house. Her tall. graceful form hurried tm ,the Street. turned at - a corner and, wept up a grassy road, where her little white painted cottage stood in n lovely gar- den at the end. Prom the white cot- tage Olivia could glimpse theses, and winter and summer for twelve years Its distant murmur had seemed . , toi whisper some message to her from the tee&Alisizaw.-elliber yesidt. Now she tossed aside her hat and sat in the wiudow o pverhmking the sett. The mahogany be; Ward in her Ian, an0 lAer shape l ly ii4wers rested ligbtly Upon it. The box waist:wavy. Something mov- ed about witbin it. Very likely it had not been opewod sUfee Zebedee went away to sea. Olivia recollected that Zebedee had told her that - his dying mother had .gl t velf bui her workbox for his very GWIi, and he had whis- pered that he kept Olivia's letters in it and a curl of her hair and the first roses stip . , had ever given him. Then all at once Zebedee had gone away to sea. Without a word to Olivia he had left her, and Ada Paine, who was in love with her handsome young cousin. had whispered here and. there that Zeb was tired of Olivia uud was taking that way of getting out of his eugage- meat. Olivia was thinking of .011 these things as she sat there alone, looking at the see, with the mahogany box in her lap. Presently she looked down at the box without a key. \I wonder,\ she said dreamily: \I wonder if. he took my letters 'hen he went away or if he left them behind?\ She went to a small table, and front the drawer she took a bunch of keys of assorted sizes. Filially one thiy twisted key fitted into the little lock. The bolt moved, alitI In response to Olivia's touch the cover of the box was raised. For a long time she sat staring down at the contents of the mahogany box. They were so unexpected. iestead of a bundle of old creased and yellowed love letters there was a little heap of unopened letters. Some were the letters she had written to Zebedee during the winter she spent with her aunt in Lansing, and others were his letters which she had 'never received because they had never pass- ed through the postoffice, and it was on her return to Wayboro that she learned that Zebedee had gone away and that she was jilted. At that time Ada Paine had been assisting in the postoffice during spare time from her duties as her Uncle Zebedee's house- keeper. Olivia wondered if there was any connection between the two circum- stances.. . There was the evidence that Zebedee had written to her. Fle had been faith- ful. and at last convinced of her fickle- ness he had gone away to sea to lose his life in a shipwreck. From her seat in tin. window Olivia could look down the grassy road. anti presently she saw Ada Paine's slairt dumpy form hurrying toward the cot- tage. Olivia gathered up the lettels and concealed them in a locked trunk in the spare room. Then she ninth- her way downstairs in time to open thi €1914 #.41 1 ,Paium!ii I nalslenf•ra ppi \Will - You come in?\ asked Olivia stiffly. \Yes panted Ada Paine as she hur- ried into the i. sittlag ropm. Her black eyes..darted-here and there and finally rested on the ma l hogany box. She crossed the room and held the box close to her breast. \How dare you come to my, house and buy this?\ she demanded fiercely. Oltvia,surveyed her coolly. \It was a public auction. I had a perfect right to Attend and to bay any- thing that was.pnt up for sale.\ \This is a mistake, It was not in- tended to be sold. It is inine—my per- sonal property.\ There was anxious inquiry in Ada's sharp eyes as she looked at the pale, composed, face of the woman she had wronged. \If It is your box, Ada.\eaid Olivia( \Why 'does it contain letters that be- long to me—letters that I never receiv- ed from your Cousin Zeb, letters that he never received from me—why?\ Ada Paine gazed in horror at Oli- via. She dropped the box with a bitter cry and thing her bands . over her face. For a long time they stood thue. They did -.not hear footsteps approach- ing by. the grassy road and enter the house by an open Wie door. \Ada why did you suppress my let- ters to Zeb? Why did you withhold my letters to him? I never could lin- ' d r erstand his desertIon. • I believed him fickle, and he was true to me, and. Ada Paine, you have much to answer for. I loved Zebedee Paine. and he went to his death believing me td be false to hinti\ self control wa- vered. A Voice came from the door- way—a man's .deep throated tones. thrilling with emotion. \No Olivia. I didn't go to my death. I am very nautli alive. dear. Thank God, I have returned In time to save ray old home andqivhatis more pre- cious, my sweetheart, my only love!\ Olivia . turned to find herself .-4b the arms of a handsome middle aged * . fie- dee, sun browned under tropic skies. where he had been held prisoner by a sayage tribe of south sea islanders far the plug three ,years. so that lila self enforced exile bad beconie actual Imprisonment,. • While he whispered in Olivia's will- ing', 1 Pac PPPAtgl#4.1v(id ) ,K406 1 1 0 had, so shadowed their lives suddee- iy dropped the mahogany box and fled from .the house. And It was a sign that the years of separation had not embittered their hearts that. Olivia ; and Zebedee, made haste to find Adhnnd to assiire her of their 'forgiveness. Wayboro people. agog over these sudden happenings. whispered that wher!..011vtak Deering i bought the ma- hogany vioekbox • she certainly had found a prize package. hat this they could \only guess because of the re- sultant_happiness for all concerned, for - 11(i' Word of these things ever pass- Cd.the )1p of Olivia-ler her husband or r. 1,heir fi nilah fbastopikqd cousin. CHARMING NEW fICKS FOR TWO MI TY LITTLE MAIDENS . 4 0608m -v EMBROIDERED LINEN FROCKS WITH SMART WIDE SASHES. N children's dresses ths low waist line is emphasized this season. Fm small girls the line is generally marked by a wide sash or girdle. Two attractive spring models are shown here. They are carried out In linon and are hand embroidered. The elbow sleeves and round neck lines are finished with embroidered scallops. They are of blue velvet ribbon and of seitIn respectively. The frock to the left has the popular side closing anti Is 1111010sted over the shoulder with an embroidered tab. 114 34: AgerlefraitttInte, MAW'S WHEAT We will soon receive a carload of Marquis Seed Wheat which will be sold to local farmers, who desire to try this new variety, at low cost. Come in and talk it over A number have already placed their orders for various a- mounttl of seed wheat and you should Place your order now -Farmers' Elevator Company OF MOORE No, 41 Broken Winded? A sound horse is Worth many times the price of a broken winded one. The sound horse will pull out where the other will stick— Just so with aStickney Engine -11 will never stick. • t . 17111 • relenzer co. EXCLUSIVE AGENTS Emil Felenzer Co. Moore, Mont. At the Chas. Reinheimer ranch 2 miles east of Moore, lust beyond cemetery. AT 10 O'CLOCK A. M. 5 HEAD OF HORSES 5 1 bay mare, 10 yr. old, wt. 1500, 1 bay mare, 9 yr. old, wt. 1500, 1 gray, gelding, 6 yr. old, wt. 1600,1 white horse, 12 yr. old, wt. 1400, 1 bay horse, 12 yr. old, wt. 1350 .n. ni ..m.mmawimmsm Cows, Chickens Etc. Cow, 8 years old, fresh first part of May: Heifer, 2 years old, fresh soon. 100 Chickens. Household Goods consisting of Kimball Organ, Round Oak Heater, Laurel Steel Range, 2 Dressers and many othet articles too numerous tomention. MACHINERY Binder, Mowing Machine, Wagon, Two -seated Buggy, Disc Plow, Harrow, Disc Fanning Mill, Land Roller, Hay Rake, Seeder, Grain Smutter. ber 15, 1914 on bankable notes bearing 10 per cent interest, be settled for before removal from premises. nlimmilimasimmessiasmiammiteffewsteastragmumiimiiiiimilarnmer TERMS OF SALE: All sums of $10 and under, cash. All sums or $10 a credit will be given to Octo- 2 per cent discount for cash. All property must REE LUNCH AT NOON ' I. A. Combs, Auctioneer E. (Lk Hedrick, Clerk CHAS, REINHEIMER, FRANK W. GRAFF, Owners
