The Argosy — page 116: what you’re looking at

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1C4 Only a Chald. of miles from Welwyn. To me such a journey seems quite a formidable undertaking, and I want you, if you will, to go with me.” Gerald at once assented. They took the train from King’s Cross to Welwyn, and then walked the remainder of the distance. When the churchyard was found, Gerald left Mr. Murray to himself for half an hour. It was still broad daylight whcn they got back to the station. They were pacing the platform slowly, waiting for their train, when the up express came rushing past at the rate of forty miles an hour. They stood for a moment to watch it. Suddenly Ambrose Murray gripped - his companion by the arm. “Look! look!” he cried. ‘That's the man! As I live, that’s the face of Max Jacoby!” Gerald looked, but already the train had gone too far to allow him to distinguish any particular face. “ But after twenty years?” said Gerald. ‘I should know him at the end of a thousand years!” exclaimed Murray, his whole frame trembling with excitement. ‘‘ Max Jacoby ‘ is still among the living. The next thing to do is to find him.” (Zo be continucd.) . ONLY A CHILD. JUST a picture of somebody’s child— Sweet face set in its golden hair, Violet eyes, and cheeks of rose, Rounded chin, with a dimple there ; Tender eyes where the shadows sleep, Lit from within by a secret ray ; Tender eyes that will shine like stars When love and womanhood come this way; Scarlet Jips with a story to tell-— Blessed be he who shall find it out ! Who shall learn the eyes’ deep secret well, And read the heart with never a doubt. Then you will tremble, scarlet lips ; Then you will crimson, loveliest cheeks ; Eyes will brighten and blushes will burn When the one true lover bends and speaks. But she’s only a child now, as you see, Only a child in her careless grace ; When love and womanhood come this way Will anything sadden the flower-like face ? comichooks.cohm