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Show BELGIUfVi SKETCHES A Piece of Tile Dy Katharine EflQleston Robert. ..- " Coirlihl, H!J, Wi?rn Nw.ppr Union) "Is this where I used to live, grandmother?" grand-mother?" 'the little girl stood In the middle of No Man's Land, surveying the toin ground nnd Icutless ttees. "Yes, dear, rlaht hero where yon are stnndlng." The old woman slipped, and slid over the uneven earth, peer ' lug now Into one cavity, npw Into nn other, seeing nlwnys only small bits of broken bricks, ami sometimes a rusted obus. "Louisa," she called to her daughter, "I believe thli Is where tho old cherry tree stood. Try here. I seem to remember henrlnt Paul say he burled It near the tree." Louisa, n tall, broadly built woman, thrait her spade Into tho ground and xllenily begun to dig. "Grandmother," the child called from 1 Utile dUtauce, "did father and moth-m- live here, too?" "Yea, Maria." Madame Vorbeck turned to her daughter again. "If we don't And the money, what aro we to do for MsrU? If only her mother were .here. Wo have nothing." "And when Paul turned everything (o silver nod bulled It before ho left, he Ihnnght he put It In the safest place." Louisa straightened her- in.li-1hi in.li-1hi back. "Tea, and he thought ho'd como for it lilnuelf. Somehow, he never seemed tn realize that lie might never come." Her voice dwindled to a whisper. Louisa began to dig again, lite old .Ionian wandered off, looking, always Icol.lng, till sho snme to where Maria stooped aud poked nt something In the (Join Is. It wu-j round and while, with cavernous ejei ami broken teeth. The child recoiled. The wldonlyg black pupils darkened the gniy of her o)es ns she stared fnsclnntcd. "It's Just like the ones we saw on the way, Isn't It, grandmother?" sho asked after a hortlilod moment. "W.h Iiij a German or a Helglan?" "You can't tell now, Marie Cim on away from It." She tnoktlie little one's hand, and together they tramped through the rank, jellow wiiler-grnsa, tho tired old woman, who longingly leuieuihered tho town that had been leveled, powdered to nothing by the tiro of the heavy guns; and the, child, who gnzl with scarce believing stnro when they told her this ptneo had been her home. She hnd hoard n lot about home In tho few years of her life. Her grandmother had told her all nbout It, In the long, cold nights "And father nnd mother wero they happy here?" Those peoplo hail boon In (lie stories, too, and sho liked them. "Yes, MHrla; very happy, until the war came." "You told mo father wouldn't ever come again. Do you think that mother moth-er will?" "1 don't know, dear, I don't know. Tho Hermans took her drovo her off to work." "When sho cotucs, she'll be glad to seo me, won't she?" "Yes when sho comes." They stopped and looked ncroas the barren waste. "What's that, grandmother, grand-mother, sticking In the ground? Oh, It's a tile I" Sho rubbed away the dirt. "It waa In tho kitchen wall," Tliuy looked nt It together. "It's n pretty picture, Isn't It? There are fcome trees, and there's a little girl, and I guess that must have been a woman nnd a house. It's broken." brok-en." SI10 sut down on n hump of sod and put tho tile upon her knees. "Yes, It's broken." Mndamo Ver-bcek Ver-bcek watched the little girl examining the one thing left of homo. "Mother I" Louisa rested on her spado. "You've found 111" She started eng crly. I.onlfn shook her head, "fhore's no nso trying. We'll never find It In this uphonxod pltce. Let's go nway." "Hut what aro we to do?" "1 do not know." Maria saw them making ready to dopart. She clasped the tliu tigulnst her side and skipped across to where they blood. "I'm going to take It back with me, for mother; and, when she comes, I'm going to give It to her," Madam Vurheck sighed: "We ought uot to let her plan so, Helena will nmor come." I I They t nnlged th lone way bnck across tho battle-riven land. Maria prattled of tho tllo she'd found. "I'll wnsh It nine and clean Tho little girl haa n dirty face. Auntlp, d yon s'posu he lived there In that pleco of house?" "Yes, yes, maybe the did," Louisa's j thoughts were busy elsewhere. What j to do? How to provide? Her mother ' A was so old, tho child so'ynung. If i only they had found her brother' 4 money! If Twilight wrapped the fields In if dreary gray before they reached the , y llttln railroad hut a new-built aiding I where nobody lived. About her thlu, bent shoulders Mndamo Verbcek pulled Jj the shiwl more tightly. She shivered JUL sshSaT?riiRdiiiiiBViBS aLBBHalBBSBWSiBLfltBBBH' "JiarvBSvaaKaaam'i' 1 aJaWSati35lsBiiiSliJ The Wracked Hoijia. as the damp and chilly" wind cut . U through her threadbare garment. 2j Louisa put ht-r arm within her moth- Cj er's and they stood between Maria and the wind. Hack to Ypres, the putting englno took them, nnd then they hnd another deary walk to where they lived out near tho edge of town. One by ono the clouds up In tho sky faded and floated off and left tho stars and moon to watch tho drooping trio timl their way. The women were bot,h silent si-lent though their thoughts ran In n never-ending whirl o( "How" aud "when." Maria drugged between them, liulf n sleep. At list they reached tho . r- . vj 9 ft . j. - T S? jBLTj T Jfc-fjRaVJssBaohatflwlrf TrJMBBBBBBSLBBBBBLv' Where Prospsrous Delalana Used to Live. ! ' pltico they now called home, and they wore glad to sink upon their beds of straw and sleep And each ono dreamed tho gray-lmlrei woman of a ' Imppy past, Louisa of Inminiorablo ' fiends that tortured her with worry-pointed worry-pointed spears, Marin of a tllo that came to life. i The heavy sky of bleak November J bound tho world within its pall. Louisa M wakened from her restless sleep. Aii- m, other day to meet. Each day seemed long, and yet they passed too quickly J as tho winter came. She moved about, tho room on tip-toe. Why wako tho other two? Tho more her mother slept, the lesj she'd think nbout the fu-j tmo with an empty purse. Her gloomy1 thoughts wero startled by a knock. "Helenel" "Utulsa I" 1 That was nil until the mother held Maria In her arms her baby grpwn Into a little gill. Madame Verbeek awakening, thought that dreams wero fooling hor. And thou they all snt spoechless, go mind with tilings to say they could not talk. "I've hunted fur you for a long time." nt last Ilelene begun. "When 1 came back" "Where have you been?" "Not whoro I would have gone, but let tho past lie still. 1 0.imo back home as quickly as thoy lot me free Rut home was gone, nnd then I looked for you. List night some people over thei-u In Poelcnpelle, you know tho k Neefs-they used to live near u-told rue you weie here." s "Then you were home before us?" "Yes 1 was home; I found the money Paul had" "You found the money!" both the women gasped. "Oh, I found the money, the box luy 'n full Mew upon tho gioiind; I found tho money, but I didn't find my fnnilly nor my home a broken piece "f tllo was all I found." "1 found one, too. I saved It Just for you." Maria ran to get 't from tho c ipbonrd. "Look, jour piece Ota with e' " ",uUcs u,o Picture a womiin and a little girl. Xhnfs yOU nnd mc, . .One corner's gone, (hough, yot."' I "A man atoo4 tUrt befori a aou - |