Girls -- Juvenile fiction; World War, 1914-1918 -- Juvenile fiction
From Middletown Mr. Lee telephoned that they had found a clue. A child
answering Alice's description had stopped at a small candy store and
had purchased a selection of lolly-pops. She had paid for them in
pennies. Someone in the store had seen her climb upon a trolley car
bound for the city. Mr. Lee and Barbara were going on to the city.
But at dusk they returned with no further news. In the crowd at the
city station no one had seen the child! And Billy and his boy friends
had found no trace upon the beach!
"The police are working," the children heard their father say. Then
Mrs. Lee suddenly sank limp against his arm and he led her away.
"Courage--courage!" they heard him whispering.
Nora laid a tempting meal upon the table and carried it away, for no
one could eat a mouthful. Peggy had run to her room, where Keineth
found her-her face buried deep in her pillow.
"Oh," she sobbed, "I've been so mean to Allie lots of times and maybe
she's dead somewhere and I can't ever tell her--"
Keineth could offer small comfort, but the two locked their arms tight
about one another and listened as though in the gathering darkness they
might hear Alice's dear voice.
Mr. Lee had rushed off again to the city after a whispered word to
Barbara to stay close to her mother. Billy, his heart breaking, his
eyes burning with the tears which his boyish pride would not allow him
to show, and feeling the bitterness of his youth and his uselessness,
slowly mounted the stairs to the corner of the attic which was his own
particular den. The nickel of his beloved wireless apparatus gleamed at
him through the darkness. Like a flash a hope sprang into his heart!
Snatching up the phone he placed it upon his head, then ticked off his
message, with call after call, in every direction!
Now and then someone picked up his words--an unsatisfactory answer
would come back. However, finding relief in doing something, Billy
repeated his calls; listening intently for any answer.
Just as to his mind vividly came the picture of Alice's hurt face,
when, that very morning, he had roughly taken from her his old stamp
book, his own call came through the air. Every nerve in his body
tingled a response! It was Freddie Murdock--they had often talked back
and forth across the lake from where, on the Canadian shore, Freddie
Murdock's father had a cottage. And the words that Freddie was sending
to him by the waves of the air were: "Sister found--all right!"
Shouting the good news Billy rushed three steps at a time down the
stairs straight into his mother's arms! She clung to him, burying the
boy's face, down which the tears were streaming, close to her heart.
And while they clung together, crying and half laughing, Barbara
reached her father on the telephone to tell him how Alice had been
found!
Two hours later Genevieve brought the little truant home. Mrs. Lee
carried her off for a warm bath and bed, while Nora, her eyes very red
with weeping, fixed her a bowl of hot milk toast.
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