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LlFE'S RECITAL THE last movement of Chopin's Valse drifted through the music hall filled to capacity. What confu- sion and uproar as the curtain came down amidst tumultuous applause, for Jerome Jarrett, although a mere child of nine, was truly a genius. The crowd began to surge towards the en- trances. Attention was drawn to one group of three people. There was about them an air of riches, influence and refinement. They.were the dis- tinguished Jordon family. An usher conducted them into the dressing room where Jerry was waiting with his poor, prim old guardian aunt, Mrs. Higgins. Allow us to extend our heartiest congratulations, said Mr. Jordon. This is my wife and this my daugh- ter, Joan. I don't wish to take up your time, Mrs. Higgins, as it is late, but I wish to ask whether you would be willing to give Jerome the oppor- tunity of his life. What is it you mean ? asked Mrs. Higgins wonderingly. Just this: I am interested in music because Joan is studying sing- ing. Now here is what I suggest-I want you to let Jerome be my pro- tege. I will help him with a few years in Europe and the best professors. Well, I hardly know what to say, replied Mrs. Higgins. I know that I'll not be able to allow him many more lessons. I don't like the thought of giving him up, but it is for him to decide. I think it would be great! I'd love to go to Europe to study, Jerry broke in. Indeed I don't know how to thank you, Mr. Jordon. His mother, if she Thirty-four were here, would be the happiest per- son on earth, said the aunt. 1 - Q u Twelve years have now elapsed, and once again we look into the life 'of Jerry Jarrett. We enter the drawing-room of Mr. Jordon's homeion Fifth Avenue, New York. We see Mr. and Mrs. Jor- don sitting by the blazing fire having their coffee. Did you find out what time they will arrive, dear ? asked Mrs. Jordon. Yes, the boat docks at 8.15. I ex- pect they will be at the Central Sta- tion by 9. Just imagine! We have not seen Jerry and Joan for five years. Joan is nineteen, and Jerry is twenty-one. How time flies! I remember the day we took Jerry into our home. He certainly has fulfilled your hopes, for he is now master of the keyboard, remarked Mrs. Jordon. He is all of that, replied Mr. Jordon. If their recital is as-suc- cessful as Jerry's was twelve years ago, I shall feel sure that something has been accomplished. I know it will be, answered Mrs. Jordon. The recital was a tremendous suc- cess. Once more the harmonious strains rang out but this time accom- panied by the sweet voice of Joan Jor- don. Jerry, who had become a tall, broad-shouldered young gentleman, was an ideal accompanist to the charming young lady who sang. This time as the curtain came down amidst a thunder of applause it did not end the recital, but rather, began the recital of the young couple's happy years of life together. EASTERN ECHO
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FISHERM N'S LUCK JACK MILLS, 4Gl LEIVI HARPER rose earlier than usual Monday morning. The weather was exceptionally fine and held forth a promise of good fishing. His wife Marie rose with him and got his meagre breakfast. Years before, when they lived on the banks of the St. Lawrence, there had been only one son, John, but he had left home fifteen years ago to make his own way in the world. It was ten years since his last letter had been received. In it he had said he had struck gold in the Lake Superior region. After a number of years, Marie had persuaded her husband to come north in the hope of finding some trace of their son. Day after day, year in and year out, Lem braved the perils of the icy lake in order that his wife and daughter might have food and shelter. Every Saturday he took his week's catch to the nearest town, returning late Sunday night. As yet the sun showed no intentions of leaving his bed in the east. Lem spread his nets and sat waiting for them to fill. The sun was well on its way to the west before he gathered in his nets and started for home. He was about half-way home when a strong wind blew up and with it came a sudden fall of rain. The wind blew up mountainous waves which virtually swallowed his small boat. After hours of struggling with the elements, he dropped back exhausted into the boat. The sun was just breaking through the horizon when he beached his boat on what appeared to be a very small island. He found some wild berries surrounding a spring which trickled off to the lake. After he had satisfied his hunger he started looking for some way to attract the attention of EASTERN ECHO any passing boat, for his own had been badly smashed. While he was crossing a bare ex- panse of rock he stumbled over the handle of a shovel protruding from under a large rock. Summoning all his remaining strength he pushed the rock over. There in the shallow pit were the remains of a human body. On what had been the left hand of the body was a heavy gold Signet ring with the letters, W. J. H. carved deep' into the surface. In the sides of the small pit were thin veins of gold showing bright in the sunlight. This was his son's strike! Two days later a passing boat sighted Lem's distress signals and 1'-'n'l-F-'- u'n - - -'-'-'-'-Fd'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'-'u'uFu'H s I :I The Gay Procession Q Eg To our friends we like to :E ,I holler :. i As we're passin' through the :E 'I :u But the features of our ,- teachers :i :I Show they don't approve 1: a-tall. 'fu'-F-'u'-'-l'-F-l'-Fu'-F-'u'-l'-F'u'u'J'u'n's'-'J'n'u'-'luF sent a small boat ashore to investi- gate. The sailors found him beside a pile of bones. It was two weeks before he could leave the hospital and go home to break the news to his wife and daughter. The W. J. H. is now one of the most prosperous mines in the north country. The employees wonder why the small pit where all the veins start from is never worked. The owner treats that as if it were sacred ground. Thirty-five
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