Show STUFF 0 DREAMS by CRAWFORD LUTTRELL i W 1920 by mcclure newspaper syndicate she unfolded the scrap of yellowed paper punctured with pin holes and read again after a lapse of eighteen years the words that had bad accompanied I 1 a fraternity emblem sent her in the faraway days of youth As this star and crescent binds thousands of hearts together in tile the united states I 1 I 1 so may it bind our eternal fr friendship lends hp I 1 I 1 M M lie ile had underscored the i words hearts and our she bad gone back homo home on a visit and following the proverbial rule of rummaging the attic on a rainy day in search of entertainment had found by chance a packet of old letters that she thought had been burned before she married end and went away the th lit 1 1 tie fraternity pin that had graced her schoolgirl blouses had been fastened through that scrap of paper at the thought memory turned the tide of time b backward ac akward and she saw herself a long legged big eyed girl standing timidly at a window in the post office ie asking for a package clare looked through the little dormer window at the gentle soaking I 1 summer rain mechanically she opened one of the old letters still bravely flaunting the crimson and black of his college colors he had vi written ritten with the ardent assistance of twenty one that he could never love anybody else and sat that tier her influence would mold his life she could make of him what she willed age had its compensation she reflected she could never never blindly trust again never be hurt with the sharp blade of disillusionment whose keen edge only time could wholly dull she looked at life through the fading eyes of thirty five they too worldly wise to glimpse visions of such stuff as dreams are made of it was when she was passing through the hall below on her wily way to her room to freshen up a bit before dinner that she heard a deep musical voice inquiring for her at the front door thinking that it was an old time neighbor she went quickly downstairs she recognized him immediately A although the slimness of youth tind had given place to the rotundity of middle a age ae e hla his black hair bair was thinning orly only hla 1 eyes and his voice were the same how very much ike a fairy story this Is she laughed when they thet were seated in the candle lighted old parlor 1 I have been in tile the attic all the afternoon I 1 found some of your old letters there and a little vell yellowed owed slip of paper which i h ach still bears the pin holes of the fraternity emblem you sent me r long ago 1 I still lieve that pin he be said aid and looked at her without smiling it 1 Is locked la in a little black box bos in my desk she laughed although her heir lips were pot not quite steady in tier her mirth tt it has been so long since those far days when we fil flirted and pretended to know all about love oh well I 1 rode for a hard fall and the tumble was sufficiently painful to guard against another one you arent bitter he leaned forward his disconcerting brown eyes never wavering from her face you toil be ou if you were you dont believe surely that this hit aging shell she covers the girl you used to know milton million she died ever so long ago she die he be corrected tier her and his eyes smiled as they hall had smiled warming and waking her henrt heart years before tell me about yourself everything he be urged she twisted the narrow gold band on her finger there Is really nothing to tell ive lud bad quite an average life you married lot let me see how long lone no ago lie he questioned fifteen years she was wholly unprepared for what followed clare I 1 am sure that ou and your husband too will understand der stand what nh at I 1 am about to say to you it won would ld be foolish not to refer to my love for you it it has played too important a part upon my life your abiding faith made me what I 1 am and today I 1 stopped off here in your little home town to try to get your present addre address s in order to write to you and gratefully grate filly acknowledge leage all that I 1 have been privileged to tell you your wife 1 I told her before she died just what I 1 am telling you 1 I heard milton im sorry you must know klow she wondered what to say to him and finding no words sat sli silent erit clasped tense hands in her lap he fie rose to go S surely your husband will viii not mind my pilgrimage her here to I 1 tell 1 I you this to thank you for the beau I 1 ful part you have anve played in the great scheme of things for me the human equation no man escapes it or wants to escape it lie he ain amended endea 1 I believe my train gos in a short time I 1 will have to say goodby good by now al although tilou gh I 1 say it ft reluctantly he would have been glad she whispered sudden tears coursing down her flushing cheeks if he could know then he be 1 I have beon a widow mllton milton for many many years 11 would you mind he be asked gently ta taking fillig tier hands in his if I 1 stayed over anil and welted foran fOren nOther othar train she looked up at him and deep sleep in his bis brown eye eyes MAI tho the years yeara hit lind failed to change made mad her know that even nt at thirty five one can believe in tho gossamer fabric of such stuff as dreams are made ot of |