Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1911)

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THE TEST OF FRIENDSHIP 105 JIMMIE STARTS OUT ON HIS PERILOUS JOURNEY TO RESCUE TOM happiness the evening he had called at the house, Cecelia interrupted. "It was strange," she said, "that I should have been so confused about such a trifling matter when I've known Tom all my life, but when he came in the door that evening, the pin on my dress caught in his coat. Tom turned around and my arm went around his neck. The more we tried to unfasten the pin the more twisted it got and — I was so afraid we would break it before we got it loose !" Cecelia finished with almost a sigh. The old, mischievous laugh was again dancing in Jimmie's eyes. "What pin was it, Cecelia," he whispered, "that you were so afraid would get broken?" But Cecelia would not answer. "You know, dear, I've a right to ask. Tom showed me the letter you sent him to-day." Jimmie's arm was around Cecelia now, and their heads were very close. "Come, dear, what pin was it?" he pleaded, but he almost knew what the answer would be. It came in a whisper against the lapel of his coat. "The little one you gave me the day of the picnic, dear." And Tom, now all alone, indeed, thinking over the tragedy that had come into his life, buried his heart-ache, like the brave man that he was, glad that he had been able to give Jimmie, who had risked death for his sake, the reward of Cecelia's love.