Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1911)

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BIG HEARTED JIM. 21 "Now undress me," commanded the child, and Jim began, with clumsy fingers. As he awkwardly removed the blue gingham dress he saw a oiender chain about the white throat. "It's my locket. Mama gave it to me; it opens/' said Virginia, proudly. Jim opened the locket eagerly A sweet face smiled up at him, a woman's face, winsome and tender, with the wide frank eyes of the child upon his knee. "Elizabeth !" he gasped. "Here's a paper, too," said the child. "Mama pinned it on my waist." It was a yellow, faded slip which Jim opened with shaking hands. "Dear Elizabeth: I leave for Ked Dog Gulch tonight. Should you ever need a true friend you will find one in me. Sincerely, Jim Hazelton." Jim stared at it for a moment, then shook the child, half-roughly. "Can't you tell me where she is? Did she bring you ? Where di ' go?" But Virginia, frightened at his tone, began to sob and could tell nothing except, "Mama carried me all day. I went to sleep." "Never mind," said Jim soothingly, "you shall go to sleep now." "I must say my prayers first," said the child, and kneeling by Jim's side, she said them drowsily. A moment later she was asleep in the bunk. Jim opened the door and looked out at the falling snow and the tossing pines. Then, with a lantern, he went forth in patient, eager search. Hours afterward, he came back to the cabin. The child slept peacefully, her golden head shining against the dark blankets. He stirred the dying embers until they blazed again, and sat gazing into the flickering flames. Visions danced there, picture following picture in quick succession. Himself, a sturdy blacksmith in a pretty village ; his sweetheart, Elizabeth, fair and sweet, with arch, coquettish ways; the •>'• o ' vfl 1 •■' ■■ «*« Hk u I • *Ssas* ■i •' v, .-•■-, •4 4 w ^ ' f ,;" 1 : f§§ 4%. y // 1 > • ■ \ 11 5 ^^^^. *0%l. *-T^^^H & 0 1 'mi. /^ :fVflra?i 1 : : (1 t)l ^H n ' ■ + * ^m , , « JIM engages red wing to take care of his new charge.